The feeling of being drunk should be unpleasant, with a stifling urge to vomit pressing against your chest, a drowsy sensation of wanting to sleep but not being able to, and the endless darkness after losing consciousness...
Du Xixi truly wished she could share some of her constitution with Ke Lian, at least to help him handle a bit of the alcohol. And... it's really rare that Ke Lian can't even handle rice wine!
"No need!" Ke Xing stood on tiptoes, placed the small feet of the two children on his thighs, and bounced them up and down to entertain them, "Ah Lan was trained at military school, and regardless of what he faces, he can adapt quickly. Just trust him!"
This is considered a mandatory course at the current military school. Back then, Ke Lian had a good talent; it seemed that he scored full marks in this course... Ke Xing thought for a long time but couldn't remember if this course was among his son's many perfect scores.
