This Little Wine Is Not Enough for Anyone

12:15 AM.

Zhuang Mengli turned off almost all the lights in the living room and on the balcony, leaving only some dim, yellow ambient lighting.

Then she connected her phone to the speakers and played some soothing, melodious music.

The originally unremarkable scene, enhanced by the lighting and music, instantly took on an indescribable, subtle vibe.

A lone man and woman drinking in this kind of atmosphere—it would be hard for something not to happen once the alcohol went to their heads.

Su Yang tilted his head and looked at Zhuang Mengli. You have made the atmosphere so ambiguous. Aren't you afraid that things might get out of control once we get drunk?

Zhuang Mengli smiled carelessly. Like hell I am afraid. You cannot beat me in a fight anyway.

Hearing this, Su Yang laughed. I might not beat you in a fight, but I can outdrink you. What combat power will you have left after I get you drunk?

Tch, get me drunk first, then we will talk.

You really will not give up until you hit the wall, huh? Alright, alright, enough nonsense, let us get to it! Su Yang said as he grabbed the case of ice-cold beer Zhuang Mengli had brought over and opened them all.

Ten bottles in total, 450 milliliters each.

After opening them, Su Yang added, Just this one case? That is it?

There is more. I only chilled one case. I just put the rest in the fridge, so we will grab them after they cool down a bit.

Oh, oh, that is fine then. Otherwise, this little bit of booze would not be enough for anyone.

Do not worry, I have plenty of alcohol here. I am just afraid you will not be able to handle it, Zhuang Mengli laughed.

Su Yang picked up a bottle and handed it to Zhuang Mengli. Cut the crap. Let us chug a bottle first.

Zhuang Mengli took the beer and said, You really plan on getting me drunk, do you not?

Nope.

Then why are you making me chug a bottle right off the bat?

Did you not say you have a high tolerance? If you cannot drink it, just take it easy. I will finish mine first. Su Yang raised his bottle and quickly downed the whole thing in one breath.

Holy crap! You are that hardcore? Zhuang Mengli stared at Su Yang in shock, holding her bottle.

Did you think I was joking with you? I already told you I cannot beat you in a fight, but when it comes to drinking, the person who can outdrink me has not even been born yet.

So arrogant?

It is really not arrogance. Your boy just has the skills! Su Yang joked, leaning back in his chair.

So, do you still dare to go head-to-head with me? Later, when you are drunk, I will... hehehe... Su Yang deliberately gave a wicked smile to scare Zhuang Mengli.

Zhuang Mengli's eyelid twitched, but she quickly put on a smile, bit her lip, and said coyly, If you can get me drunk, that is your skill. If I really get drunk later, then... I will be at your mercy.

What the heck?! Hearing this, Su Yang instantly broke out in goosebumps.

He rubbed his arms and said, You are something else. Forget it, I am not bantering with you anymore. Hurry up and drink.

Hehe, drink it is. Zhuang Mengli tilted her head back and started drinking.

Although her alcohol tolerance was not bad, chugging a whole bottle in one go was still a bit difficult.

After taking several large gulps, she had only finished half the bottle.

Su Yang clapped. Not bad, not bad. Eat up, the barbecue is going to get cold if we do not eat.

Let us eat!

The two temporarily stopped talking and picked up the skewers from the table to start eating.

Mhm, I did not expect the place I picked at random to actually taste decent, Zhuang Mengli nodded in praise.

Su Yang, on the other hand, did not feel much. To him, this level of barbecue was only barely edible.

You really have not had good barbecue before. This is too ordinary. If we were not drinking, I would not even bother eating it.

You do not think it is good?

Very average, Su Yang shook his head.

Are you that picky? I have eaten so many delicacies and I think this is pretty good, yet you say it is average?

How is that the same? Barbecue is in a league of its own. You cannot compare it to regular Chinese or Western food.

Tch, well, I think it is fine.

Then eat more.

Su Yang said as he picked up another beer. Come on, let us clink glasses again.

Bring it on. The two clinked their bottles and tilted their heads back to drink.

Su Yang once again downed a bottle in one go, and Zhuang Mengli finished her remaining half.

With two bottles of beer down the hatch, Su Yang felt completely refreshed. He had not actually activated his Wine God ability today. In his eyes, drinking with Zhuang Mengli did not require using any cheats; his natural tolerance was more than enough.

The two ate, drank, and chatted. Listening to the music, sipping the booze, enjoying the night view, and most importantly, having a top-tier beauty keeping him company—it felt incredibly good.

In the blink of an eye, forty or fifty minutes passed.

The ten bottles of beer on the table had all been cleared out.

Su Yang had drunk six bottles, and Zhuang Mengli had drunk four.

We are out of booze, my friend, Su Yang laughed, shaking an empty bottle.

I will go get more. Zhuang Mengli did not waste words and got up to run to the living room.

Soon, she returned carrying another case of beer.

Drinking another case should be about enough, right?

Let us just drink first. As long as we are having a good time, that is what matters. There is no need to drink until we pass out. We still have to get up early tomorrow.

True. Let us drink then.

This time, Su Yang did not open all the bottles at once, planning to open them as they drank.

However, as the alcohol gradually took the upper hand in their systems, the two grew increasingly excited. Half an hour later, another ten bottles were gone, polished off even faster than the last case.

This time, Zhuang Mengli had chugged another four bottles. Initially only slightly buzzed, finishing these four bottles sent her straight into takeoff mode.

She no longer sat in her seat. Grabbing an empty bottle, she walked over to the open space on the balcony and started dancing to the music.

Su Yang was also feeling a bit dizzy now. He had drunk a total of twelve bottles. Without using his cheat, his normal limit was about one case, but that referred to a case of watery beer with twelve 500-milliliter bottles.

The beer Zhuang Mengli brought was not that kind of watery beer. She had bought very expensive craft beer, which had a much higher alcohol content and wort concentration compared to cheap draft beer.

Even though each bottle had 50 milliliters less, watery beer was completely out of this beer's league.

So, after continuously downing twelve bottles, Su Yang's brain was starting to spin. Still, he had no intention of activating his Wine God ability tonight; he just wanted to properly experience the joy of getting drunk.

Su Yang shook his head, squinted at Zhuang Mengli who was dancing wildly with a beer bottle, and laughed, I say... could you stop dancing? It looks really terrible!

Who said it looks terrible? Zhuang Mengli yelled, her eyes hazy.

I did! It is terrible, your limbs are not coordinated at all! When other beautiful women dance, it is sexy and alluring. When you dance, you look like a little black bear.

Black bear my foot! I do not care! I am happy right now so I am going to dance. Watch if you want, do not if you do not. If you think I am dancing badly, then come dance yourself.

I am not dancing. Su Yang ignored Zhuang Mengli and prepared to keep drinking.

However, at this point, there were only empty bottles on the table and the floor. After looking around, he shouted at Zhuang Mengli, Little Zhuang, go get more booze!

Zhuang Mengli swayed as she walked over to the table and set the bottle down. Supporting herself against the tabletop, she glared at Su Yang and said, "Can't you get it yourself? Am I your maid? How dare you order me around?"

"So what if I order you around? Hurry up," Su Yang said, his right hand acting completely out of his brain's control as he gave her a slap on the butt.