Liang Qian smiled gently, her expression as bright as a vivid red rose. "My name is Liang Qian," she said. "I believe I'm quite a few years older than you. Since this is our first meeting, please guide me."
Is she starting to flirt with me already?
Chu Hao sat up straight, trying his best to project his "masculinity." "I'm hardly one to teach;" he replied, "I have much to learn from Sister Qian."
Why does that sound so awkward?
"For our first meeting, I'll toast to you."
As she spoke, she filled a two-ounce cup to the brim—a full glass without spilling a drop—and without another word, downed it in one go. Truly a heroine among women.
Her face turned slightly red, her captivating big eyes full of hope as she looked at Chu Hao.
As for drinking, Chu Hao was certainly not afraid.
What a joke! Brother Hao was the man known as Little Wine God Prince, who had outdrunk a whole crowd of people.
But today, he didn't plan to get Liang Qian drunk.
