Ye Chuyun smiled and reached for his glass. As soon as he looked up, he drank all the wine. As soon as he put it down, Elaine filled it up again.

"Elaine! Enough!" Ding Yiyi frowned, clapped his hand on the back of the table, and Ye Chuyun's eyes were tender.

His face was flushed by the high concentration of alcohol. He took his glass and drank it again. His throat knot rolled up and down quickly.

Put down the cup, and he's a little tipsy and talks a lot more. "I'll take care of her and give her happiness."

Elaine hung his lips tightly and his eyes were full...