I leaned to the side, resting against the back of the sofa, staring at the red wine in my hand with a stiff expression. Jack asked worriedly, "Have you had too much to drink?"

I didn't move my head, but my eyes turned to him and I replied, "Who's had too much? I can drink another bottle without getting drunk."

Hearing this, Jack couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing me finish the wine in my glass and reach for the bottle, Jack bent down and held my hand, saying firmly, "That's enough. Don't drink anymore."

"You... hiccup, you said you wanted to drink with me, and now you're not letting me....