This full bottle of vodka, can I really finish it?

After she finished drinking, she poured another cup on her own.

OK, I'll drink it too.

I drank it in one breath and swallowed it directly.

It's so hot, from the mouth, to the throat, it burns all the way to the stomach and stomach, and you know wherever it flows.

I took a glass of water and drank it.

I took a big breath and asked, "Do you feel nothing when you drink this?"

She said "Yes."

I said, "Why do you like drinking so much now?"

She said, "I don't like drinking."

I asked, "Then, why do you want to drink with me when you see me?"

She said, "I don't like drinking, I don't want to drink, but I want to see you get drunk."

Suddenly, a question mark flashed out on my forehead. Want to see me drunk?

What will happen to me when I get drunk?

What to do in front of her?

Why did she want to see me drunk? What would happen to me in front of her when I got drunk?
Chapter completed!