"L-Li Feng…?"
"Oh, it's nothing…" he said lightly, as he had just remembered something important.
"It's just… I think this might be a bit too much for you to handle."
In his mind, Li Feng recalled that even an ordinary rank-2 spiritual wine could easily make a Qi Refinement cultivator extremely drunk and intoxicated.
And for one of such high quality like this one, he wouldn't be surprised if a single sip could knock her flat unconscious.
When she heard his words, Shui Ruo planted both hands on her waist and puffed out her bare large chest proudly, chin lifted in defiance.
"Hehe, don't worry! This Big Sis has incredible alcohol tolerance. Even a rank-2 spiritual wine won't be able to knock me out!"
Even though she said it with such confidence, Li Feng still hesitated, brow faintly furrowed.
But then Shui Ruo walk up to him, pressing close until she could squish his arm snugly between the soft, generous swell of her breasts.
