Gu Mingyi swallowed silently.

"Well, let's not talk about him. I don't want to think about anything today. I want to drink. Come on, drink."

Chu smiles boldly and freely, but Gu Mingying knows that she will soon get drunk.

The more things you have in mind, the more likely you are to get drunk.

Sure enough, Chu Xiao soon collapsed on the table, his eyes blurred, but his hands were still on the cup.

"careless, pour, pour wine, I can't hold it steady."

"..."

Gu Mingyi can't laugh or cry. "Laugh and laugh. You're drunk. You'll have a headache tomorrow."

"Headache, headache is a bird, aunt and grandmother, now...