"How many jars did you drink?"
On the road, Wen Chaoshen asked A Shui.
A Shui thought for a moment, then shamelessly replied with a calm tone, "I forgot, probably two jars."
Wen Chaoshen tilted his head, trying to look into A Shui's eyes, but whether intentionally or not, she adjusted her pace so he couldn't see the windows to her soul.
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