Chapter 427

Chapter 427 Herbert and the others kept kissing up to Wade.

They were supportive of whatever Wade said. “Campus Belle Quinn, Brother Wade is going to do you such a big favor. It’s inappropriate if you don’t drink.

“Yeah, Willow. Just drink a little.” The crowd saw Willow hesitate and iinmediately urged her. “She can’t drink. I’ll do it.”

Sean slowly reached out and took the glass of red wine in front of Willow.

Willow paused and looked at Sean with shock. She knew Sean’s health was not fit for drinking.

However, the gesture still melted her heart. “Sean, isn’t that a little inappropriate? “We classmates are just catching up and drinking. Who are you to butt in?”

Herbert glared at Sean with irritation in his eyes as he asked. “I’m her man.” Sean looked up slowly and spoke. Willow instantly blushed and looked down slightly. Her heart rate also increased.

“You!”

Sean left Herbert and the others speechless.

“Okay! You’re her man, aren’t you? “Men don’t drink wine. How about drinking some vodka?”

Herbert rolled his sleeves, looking generous. He also had a defiant look in his eyes.

“Forget it. Sean can’t…”

Willow immediately tried to stop them.

“It’s okay. They were your classmates.

“I’ll drink with them today.”

Sean slowly reached out and pressed Willow’s palm down.

“Can… can you do it? Willow looked down slightly and looked at Sean grumpily.

Sean was a little speechless. Soldiers in the army might not be good at other things, but they were never bad at drinking or war.

“Okay.

“Scan, right? Get me drunk today. “And I’ll take care of your business. I’ll make sure you have access to our high-end clectromagnetic therapy overseas.”

Wade touched his chin and smiled, a little irritated by Sean.

Bang! Bang! Soon, ten bottles of liquor were put on the table. “Come on, come on, come on. It’s now or never. Whoever chickens out isn’t a man!”

Herbert instantly got up to lay out a long row of glasses. They resolved to make Sean awfully drunk today.

“Don’t bother. “Just drink it like that.” Sean popped open a bottle of vodka and slammed it onto the table with a bang. “What… What do you mean?” Herbert instantly paused as he arranged the glasses.

“Brother Herbert, he might want to drink from the bottle…” A boy next to Herbert muttered. “What?”

Herbert touched his head, dumbfounded. ‘Is he fooling around?’