The moment she got in the car, Xiang Yiqing frowned, staring at her haggard face and asked: “How much alcohol did you drink last night?”
Xin Xiaoxiao froze for a while, then raised a hand, raised a finger, and replied with a silly smile: “It’s just a bottle of beer.”
Xiang Yiqing put his hands on the steering wheel and stared at her without speaking, but his eyes were clearly saying: Tell Lao Tzu the truth.
Xin Xiaoxiao added another finger, “Two bottles…”
Xiang Yiqing still maintained his original posture and expression, but his brow furrowed higher.
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