C90 It's Just a Joke

Seven bottles in a row.

The bald man, who was kneeling on the ground, could not hold on any longer. He could not even take a single sip. Even if his heart was in his throat, the slightest movement would cause the liquid in his stomach to spew out.

Ye Tian, who was sitting in front of him, didn't have the slightest trace of pity