Lin Zhenghui had already joked with her about this not once, but each time, nothing had happened.
So Lin Wan'er said to him with a smile, "Afraid of you? No way, come on, accompany me for a couple of drinks."
Speaking of a couple of drinks, they hit up a barbecue stall and ordered some lamb skewers, beef kebabs, kidneys, and such.
Then they cracked open a few beers and downed them.
They knew their drinking limits, one could handle five or six bottles no problem, three at the very least.
"Two bottles are enough for you, otherwise later, you might drive your scooter into the ditch," Lin Zhenghui knew Lin Wan'er could at most drink five bottles, exceeding seven would mean stumbling around.
"What's there to be scared of? If I get drunk tonight, we can just book a room and stay here overnight, then go back tomorrow," said Lin Wan'er cheerily, barely able to contain her delight about two beasts being locked up.
