Zhang Ya'Er has a great drinking capacity; two bottles of beer are nothing more than drinking water for her. According to her, beer is at most used for rinsing the mouth, not satisfying at all. So, she ordered a bottle of high-proof Wuliangye.
The bottle cap was opened, releasing a strong aroma dense with fragrance.
Zhang Ya'Er wanted to pour Lin Tian a drink, but unexpectedly Lin Tian covered his glass and said, "I still need to drive later, no more drinking."
"But you already drank beer just now."
"I drank about a quarter of a bottle; that's already a lot. Any more would be too much."
Zhang Ya'Er wrinkled her nose and complained playfully, "It's the day I got out of jail, what's wrong with drinking a bit more for my welcome? Just hire a driver later."
Midway through her sentence, Zhang Ya'Er suddenly squinted and laughed, she propped her face with her hand and said with a grin, "Could it be you're afraid of getting drunk and taken advantage of by me?"
