"Qingqing, good job! Gu Tingting, Young Master Tang, and the rest of you, stop dithering like old ladies! Let's do this right, we're not going home until we're drunk!" Ruan Xue slapped the table, her leg propped on a chair, and casually grabbed a bottle of beer to blow into!
Forget about red wine, whisky, and XO, nothing beats the thrill of beer and baijiu! Burp! Her brother doesn't let her drink baijiu, so beer it is!
Under Ruan Xue's influence, the private room was filled with laughter and merry voices, punctuated occasionally by howling singing that sounded like wolves.
After finishing their meal, An Yiqing and the others moved to the outer hall with a pile of beer bottles and snacks to sing and play games. They were having a great time when suddenly, "Bang!" The door to the private room flew open!
"Who? Who dares to invade my boudoir with such audacity!" Ruan Xue, slightly slurred from drinking, stuttered and shouted.
