It must be said that the medicinal liquor concocted by Miao Qingfeng is indeed potent, to the extent that even Su Xuan, who often competes in drinking with the Military God, finds it a bit too much to handle. He now actually regrets drinking it.
Wen Jingjing is being led by the hand by Su Xuan, feeling at a loss, as this place is the men's restroom. Fortunately, there aren't many people around, and no one has noticed.
Wen Jingjing's feelings are complicated, knowing that this customer must be drunk and is also a good person. Just a moment ago, he had stood up for her by scaring off a few rogues and even paid for her expenses.
Save the person, not the looks, Wen Jingjing thinks to herself, thus her resistance weakens substantially.
"Come into this one; it's too easy to be seen outside,"
Su Xuan still cares about 'Miao Qingfeng's' feelings, opens the door, allows her into the small stall of the men's restroom, and locks it from the inside.
