The sharp-eyed girl noticed the flush at the end of his eyes, the cold light in his pupils was gone, and was replaced by a narrow-minded blur.

"Jiang Futing, you won't be drunk, are you?"

The boy seemed to have caught some amazing handle and immediately approached, "It's true, didn't he just drink two drinks?"

"The squad leader is actually not good at it!"

The people around him discovered the rare little secret and began to make excuses one after another.

Jiang Futing was already upset and was a little annoyed. The phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated and rescued him from dire straits.

Seeing that it was a familiar caller, he quickly picked it up and walked outside the private room at the same time.

"Why did you go out? Just answer the phone."

"Isn't it a girlfriend?"

"Tsk!"
Chapter completed!