The girl had a proud smile at the corner of her mouth, her hand still on the bottle, so her body was leaning towards Fang Yi.
Fang Yi naturally glanced at the girl and said expressionlessly, "Wow, not bad."
"Really?"
The girl unexpectedly believed it and couldn't help but look down at herself.
"Just kidding," Fang Yi continued.
The girl who had lowered her head raised it again, gritting her teeth, her bright and beautiful eyes filled with anger.
Fang Yi ignored her, snatched the bottle of Erguotou from her hand, unscrewed the cap, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.
Letting the spicy liquor flow from his throat to his stomach, it felt like a cutting blade, but that was the feeling he wanted.
The girl sat back, directly across from Fang Yi. She rested her chin on her palms, elbows on the table, staring at Fang Yi curiously, left and right, incessantly.
Fang Yi didn't pay her any attention, allowing her to look, letting her fully admire his handsome face.
