Xiao Yi took a bottle back. "We still have work to do in the afternoon. You need to stay alert."
"Just two bottles of fruit-flavored drinks. I'll drink them like water," said Li Zexin.
Thinking about how Li Yanchen had gotten drunk, Xiao Yi held onto the bottle because he thought Li Zexin might have inherited his father's trait of not being able to hold his liquor.
"I was just joking with you. This stuff contains alcohol."
"Wind God, you still care about me! Thank you, I'll do as you say," Li Zexin said.
After Xia Mo finished her work, she walked to the break room.
Xiao Yi set up the bowls and chopsticks.
"In the afternoon, I want you and Xinxin to help me with something." Xia Mo drank the soup from the bowl and patted her belly.
"Okay. What is it?"
