The drunken Zongxia began to expose her poor quality. She couldn't wait for Shen yuecang to pour herself a small glass each time, fill it with her own hands directly, and then take the glass and drink it all at once. It was on the table and herself.

Shen yuecang held her in his arms. Naturally, he would suffer. Her white shirt was covered with red spots. She couldn't help feeling sorry. Instead, she touched red wine with her hand and painted plum blossom on his white and clean clothes.

Shen yuecang's performance was also abnormal. She was allowed to throw wine at her. She didn't mind that her clothes...