"Hmm???"
Qin Chuan was taken aback, then watched as Su Qian stood up, picking up a glass of foreign liquor in her hand.
He saw Su Qian take a sip of the liquor, holding it in her mouth.
Then she straddled Qin Chuan's lap, bending down to kiss him.
Instantly, Qin Chuan felt a warm liquid flowing little by little from Su Qian's small mouth into his own.
With a gulp.
Qin Chuan couldn't help but swallow.
Instantly, the alcohol spread through his throat.
A slight burning sensation emerged along with it.
This amount of alcohol was nothing to Qin Chuan.
Back in the countryside, he drank strong spirits which felt much spicier than these foreign liquors.
However, the liquor fed to him through Su Qian's little mouth had a unique taste.
It seemed to become sweet.
Like drinking sweet wine.
Qin Chuan was left wanting more, greedily sucking the remaining alcohol from Su Qian's small mouth in the flickering lights of the bar.
