Xia Siyu blurted out without thinking, "Get that bottle of wine for me."
Bo Yan nodded and smiled, "Okay."
If this was a punishment, it was too light. But soon both Bo Yan and Xia Siyu shook their heads simultaneously, "No."
Xia Siyu went first, "This isn't your punishment; it's about getting you to bring the bottle over."
Bo Yan also said, "I'm waiting for you to set the measures for me — I can't give you the wine, you've already had one bottle."
As everyone knows, Xia Siyu's tolerance is one bottle max; beyond one, she'd get tipsy.
Xia Siyu glared, "Just drink! If I don't, what then, you drink it? Your tolerance is worse than mine!"
Bo Yan found himself speechless, if he told her he could drink, she might be so furious she'd vent on Weibo. He hesitated for a moment, "You can only drink one more bottle, the rest we can just return."
