Looking at the magnified familiar handsome face before him, Xu Jiayang's complexion changed, and he rose to his feet in panic.
Too eager, he tripped over his left foot with his right, falling to the ground with a thud.
Frantically, he scrambled up, opened the fridge, took out all the bottles of alcohol, and furiously started downing them on the balcony.
However, the more he drank, the more alert he became.
And his heartbeat became uncontrollable.
Glancing toward the living room, there lay Leng Yan, already passed out drunk, muttering incomprehensibly.
Xu Jiayang withdrew his gaze in a flurry, tilting his head back to down another bottle of beer.
It just made him more clear-headed.
He knitted his brows, muttering about what was happening, wondering if the alcohol had expired?
Otherwise, why would he become more sober with each drink?
After downing two more bottles, darn it, he felt refreshed, even more exhilarating than chewing Excel gum, he simply couldn't stop!
