"I know you didn't drink much. I know you... aren't drunk."
"You little liar."
Yan Qingdu drew back a little so he could see Ye Yizhou's expression clearly.
"That's right, I'm not drunk."
Ye Yizhou tipped his head back as he answered, his gaze hazy, giving the impression that he was a little tipsy.
"People who are drunk usually say they aren't. That checks out."
Yan Qingdu chuckled and nodded slightly, acknowledging Ye Yizhou's response.
Ye Yizhou said nothing. He blinked, looking distinctly drunk.
Following Ye Yizhou's lead, Yan Qingdu asked, "If you're not drunk, want to try a math problem?"
Ye Yizhou: ?
Wasn't that a bit of an abrupt change of subject?
But Ye Yizhou wasn't scared in the least. "Sure~"
"Their manager said they only sent three bottles to your private room: whiskey, tequila, and brandy."
Yan Qingdu began slowly, explaining in his magnetic voice, "Given that only one bottle of whiskey was opened in the room, and that, by the looks of it, half the whiskey remained, if four people drank half a bottle, approximately how many mouthfuls would each person have had?"
"Your answer, please."
Yan Qingdu extended a hand in an inviting gesture.
Ye Yizhou's lips moved, but for a long while, not a single word came out.
Finally, he simply closed his eyes and took a deep breath before opening them again. His eyes were perfectly clear, without a trace of his earlier tipsiness.
"Yan Qingdu, are you a dog?!"
Ye Yizhou cursed under his breath through gritted teeth.
Being called a dog didn't anger Yan Qingdu. Instead, he chuckled at the sight of Ye Yizhou fuming, seemingly in quite a good mood.
"You're still laughing? You knew from the start that I wasn't drunk and just kept watching me act. Did you