Regarding Jiang Xiaobai's abilities, Yin Xiangli was still unsure, but she was somewhat aware of Ma Jixiong's influence, so she was very concerned about Jiang Xiaobai.
As they drank and chatted, before they knew it, it was already late at night.
Although Yin Xiangli was not drunk, her face was already flushed, looking extraordinarily beautiful. Her eyes were somewhat blurred, appearing like an autumn pond shrouded in white mist, stirring a desire for one to blow away the fog and explore.
Yin Xiangli had already had three glasses, and she didn't seem to want to stop. Jiang Xiaobai snatched the glass from her hand.
"You can't drink anymore, too much alcohol is bad for your health."
Yin Xiangli reached out to grab the glass from Jiang Xiaobai's hand but lacked the strength, and ended up falling into Jiang Xiaobai's arms.
"I'm not drunk yet, I can still drink, give me the glass."
