Qin Yiren originally didn't plan on drinking, but seeing Chu Xinian's nervous appearance, she suddenly wanted to tease him.
Pretending to grab the wine bottle, she raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "Not allowed?"
"Not allowed."
Chu Xinian brushed away her hand and said nonchalantly, "Even if you weren't in this physical condition, I wouldn't let you drink."
"...Why?"
Qin Yiren silently reflected on herself. Although her drinking habits seemed not great, she never got drunk in front of Chu Xinian. Why was he so serious?
"No reason why."
The image of Qin Yiren drunkenly sharing a room with Liu Liang flashed in his mind, and Chu Xinian almost crushed the fragile wine pot on the spot.
Unwilling to think about those shameful pasts, he picked up the wine pot, drinking by himself, the anger between his beautiful eyes was unmistakable.
