Jiang Feng felt that his physical fitness was getting worse and worse. Although he didn’t drink much in the past, his cultivation level was there, and it was still okay to not get drunk for a thousand cups. But what about now?

I just drank this little and I was already dizzy.

When Jiang Feng opened the door, he also saw that there was no one under the light.

Yan Huamei looked at Jiang Feng's swaying look, lifted the veil helplessly, shook her head and said, "You, why have you drunk so much?"

Although it was a tone of anger, how could there be a long-term reproach in her expression at this moment?

This coquettish tone and expression made the beauty look even more picturesque against the candlelight.
Chapter completed!