"It's getting late. For those of you who can still drink, let's finish up the booze and not waste it."
"And for those who can't hold their liquor, don't overdo it."
"Xiaoyun, and Brother Dali, you two are really good at 'nursing' your drinks, huh?"
"Come on, drink up."
Luofeng glanced at the dozen Wangzi Milk he had purposefully ordered for Duanmu Yunji.
They had already become the drinks of choice for those two.
What a couple of Salted Fish they are, he thought. So unexciting.
"Hahaha, I can't drink anymore, can't drink anymore! Is it so bad to just sip on some 'pretend' alcohol?" Lin Xiaoyun's face was flushed as she continued to take a sip of milk.
"I'll take over. I can still drink a bit."
Ma Jian licked the corners of his mouth, sensing that Luofeng was genuinely encouraging him, and thus poured himself a glass.
Seeing this, a few of the girls also shook their heads.
The last two bottles were divided among some of the men.
