C366 Drink It up and I'il Let You Have It

Drink, you're allowed

Clarie Scott pointed at the wine cup on the table.

Dempsey Wilson looked at the direction of Dempsey Wilson's pinky finger. He couldn't help but laugh out loud as he stomped down with his long legs.

Clarie Scott didn't understand what the man was thinking. Was he going to blame her or laugh at her?

Thinking about it, this could be considered his bad luck