"Pop!"
As they spoke, the slacker had already opened a bottle of Qiandao Lake beer, pouring a glass for both himself and Yan Qiuwen, and raised his cup first.
"Qiuwen, Happy Birthday!"
"Thanks!"
The foamy, pungent liquid rushed into her mouth, causing Yan Qiuwen to choke instantly.
Although she had drunk alcohol before, it was only once; she wasn't used to the feeling, and frowned: "Why do so many people, especially men, like to drink beer? It damages the brain and body and doesn't taste great."
"Haha, because many men drink not for the beer, but for the loneliness!"
Su Zelin smiled as he spoke.
"Many men drink not for the beer, but for the loneliness..."
Yan Qiuwen savored this sentence; it was quite philosophical.
"It's like some girls who love crazy shopping or binge eating when they're unhappy, it's just a way to relieve pressure or emotions."
Su Zelin shrugged, then continued to ask: "Qiuwen, what do you do to release your emotions when you're unhappy?"
