The Wolf’s Bride by Coffee’s Tea

Chapter 40

Andrius picked up the glass and finished the liquor in one go.

Fatty Frank and the others urged him. “Not bad, but there are nineteen more. Take your time.”

People who were good at drinking were usually of age. Andrius was only in his 30s, so it was impossible for him to drink twenty glasses of strong liquor in one go.

“Open your eyes and take a good look.”

Andrius then took another glass and drained it within three short seconds.

The liquor had an extremely high alcohol percentage. However, he looked fine after drinking two shots consecutively.

Under Fatty Frank and the trust fund babies’ excited gazes, he

reached out for the third glass.

Andrius did not even pause when he drank the fourth. It happened so smoothly and naturally as if he was drinking water.

“Four!”

“Five!”

“Six!”

“Nineteen!”

“Twenty!”

drained the last one to the final drop, he slammed it on

Frank and the others looked at him

sitting, Andrius did not look

good was

done what you asked

must be wrong with

She grabbed the bottle of liquor that she had poured from and

liquor entered her mouth and traveled down her throat, it burned her and left

“Cough, cough…”

throat. She threw up everything before she could even swallow it

go

ran to the toilet and threw up for a while

She never thought that there would be

more she thought about it,

back to the room, her terrible condition and sour mood drove her to bump

the young man scoffed as he watched Angel run back to the room. “Lothar,

“I’m not blind.”

mischief flashed in his curved eyes. “Mark her

the room with a disheartened look. “How are you

echoed. “You sly little punk, how dare you cheat in the welcome

Andrius laughed it