C218 Three rounds of drinking

This wine was drunk until the sky went dark, and after everyone drank ten bottles, none of them fell drunk, and Little Zhao's face was flushed red.

"Brother, actually, Little Zhao is a pretty good girl. What are you hesitating for?" The superior raised his glass and said to him. Zhang Minghai was at a loss for words, unable to find a word to reply. He stealthily looked at Little Zhao