"Ruanqin, isn't this cocktail only three-something percent alcohol? Why do I feel like I'm getting drunk? My head is spinning so much!"
Half an hour had passed, and the case of cocktails was not even finished, but Ou Mingsi was already clutching her head on the couch, feeling dizzy.
"No way. Can this Rio cocktail actually get someone drunk?" Lifting her drowsy eyelids, Du Ruanqing put down her microphone and walked over to the couch. She shook her head, then picked up a Rio cocktail and downed another one.
"Ruanqin, you don't think we bought fake alcohol, do you? I'm so, so sleepy... I just want to sleep. I feel like I can't even keep my eyelids open," Jiang Yino said weakly, resting her head on Ou Mingsi's shoulder.
A wave of panic surged through her as soon as she spoke. What would happen if we actually passed out here? I don't dare to imagine!
