In the height of summer, she was already thinly dressed.
Now her chest was barely covered though it was soaked through. If that bucket of wine was poured over her, her entire body would be drenched, and then how would she cover herself? Her face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth, "I'll drink the wine."
The crowd started to jeer, making strange noises and cheering, "Beauty, you've got guts!"
The alluring woman lying beside Dao softly licked her red lips, giving her a bloodthirsty smile.
Su Xingyu took a deep breath and reached out for a wine glass on the table. She had no idea what the strong-smelling alcohol in that wide glass was called. Since childhood, she had never been able to drink alcohol. Forget about the full table and a bucket; even this glass would likely knock her out. But she had no choice, so she braced herself and encouraged herself as she looked at others' either ill-intended or amused gazes, tilting her head back, about to drink the wine down.
