C349 Yang Xinqi's Stomach Hurt

"Qi, are you alright?"

Mo Xu looked at Yang Xinqi with a worried expression. Yang Xinqi had just woken up, but her expression was not good at all. There was still some alcohol smell on her body.

Mo Xu frowned and pulled her in front of him, then opened his mouth to speak.

"You drank? How much did you drink? Qi, you don't have a good stomach