C381 Not Biological

In the evening.

In a restaurant, a few well-fed men walked out. Xia Fusheng was one of them. He walked in the middle with a bit of drunkenness and waved to the group of friends beside him, "Goodbye, we'll meet again next time."

"Big Brother Xia, are you alright!?" Would you like to call a substitute? "

"It's fine, it's fine. My alcohol capacity is not bad