Boss Xia got plastered.
Chu Guang wasn't paying attention, and this guy actually took all the money out of his pocket to buy liquor. He just sat on the chair and guzzled without even taking a bite of the dishes.
This person always spends without thinking of tomorrow, it's a miracle she has lived until now.
But...
This seems to be a true reflection of the Wasteland Wanderers.
Even if tomorrow is hell, today we must live optimistically for ourselves.
"Burp... I can still drink!" With red hair disheveled over her shoulders and reeking of alcohol, Xia Yan, holding up her cup, babbled and clamored.
"No one's stopping you."
Chu Guang gently pushed the head that had fallen on his shoulder onto the armrest to lie down.
Sitting on the bench at the northern gate, Chu Guang sipped a bit of wine, savored the slightly tannic sweetness, and then didn't continue.
