People who've been drinking know that mixing different types of alcohol feels a hundred times worse than sticking to just one type.
Fu Jichen asked the bartender for a glass, poured some alcohol into it, lifted it, took a sip, and the alcohol glided down his throat with a chill that seeped into his core, followed soon by a burning spiciness.
Only Shen Jianian, who was closest, noticed the slight furrow of his brows, likely because the alcohol was too strong.
Without saying a word, Fu Jichen tasted the flavor and then gulped it down, while Shen Jianian, watching from the side, furrowed her brows tighter and tighter—a big gulp of water would be hard to take, let alone alcohol.
