When Qiao Yanrong saw that Qiao Yanze was silent, his expression became fierce and dark. "Yanze, we're brothers. Don't listen to anyone's instigation and hurt your own brother!"
Qiao Yanze shook the liquid in the glass, a cynical smile appearing on his handsome and devilish face. "Brother, what are you talking about? I only fell out of love and wanted to drink with you, how can I drug you?"
After Qiao Yanze said that, he drank all the wine in his glass.
Qiao Yanrong saw Qiao Yanze's actions and relaxed his guarded heart.
Both of them drank several glasses.
Qiao Yanze rubbed his temples. "Brother, this wine's really intoxicating!"
Looking at Qiao Yanze, who was spread over the cabinet, Qiao Yanrong was suspicious. This fellow had a good tolerance of alcohol usually. Why was he drunk only after four to five glasses today?
But he had heard before that it was easy to get drunk when it had something to do with one's mood.
