C1195 Wine

As An Ran thought of this, she felt a little unbalanced in her heart. She simply took out a dozen beers from her bag that she had just bought from the supermarket and very generously slammed them on the table.

Mrs. Qing looked at her and did not say anything, but her expression was somewhat different from before, as if she did not want her to drink.

Noticing Mrs. Qing's suspicious gaze