MSRBMH Ch 50
Su Yu turned his head slightly, and a face vaguely appeared before his eyes. The face was no bigger than a palm, with gentle features, and its outline was surrounded by a halo of light. He squinted, trying to see who it was. "Song... Yan Chu?" His mind was a mess, he didn't know this drink was so strong that he couldn't taste it at all. Su Yu put the remaining half glass on the table, his body a little weak. Before he could reach out, a hand took the glass from his hand and placed it on the table. A gentle voice sounded again. "Sir, you're drunk. Do you need me to call someone to take you home?" The person next to him was very close. Su Yu smelled a light perfume and couldn't help but frown, shifting his position to move away. "Sir, sir?" Even the gentlest voice would become noisy if it kept nagging. "Alright, stop shouting." Su Yu clicked his tongue and took his phone out of his pocket, tossing it over. "Sir, what's ...