C61 The Lovers Cup

Xiao Yiran clenched his fist tightly. The waves in his heart couldn't be stopped.

After drinking five glasses of wine and in such a rush, could her stomach still bear it?

"Mom, are you alright? Why do you drink like you're drinking water?" Zhao Chengcheng, who was at the side, had long felt his heart ache. He pulled Su Nuanzheng's sleeve and said in a low voice.

"I'm fine