Chapter 128

He lifted her elbow, trying to angle her to take it, and she watched as her classmates all lifted cups from the tray he placed in the center and downed theirs with minimal effort. TangShi hesitated to hold it up as if to sip, yet the smell was strangely awful.

The clear liquid had swirly cloudiness in the center, and a sweet scent seemed to hover around the rim. Having never tasted it, she found it odd. It didn’t smell like alcohol she was used to, but Rong wasn’t for letting her off lightly.

“Come on, don’t be a scaredy-cat, down the hatch. One… two… three.” He lifted her elbow, forcing it against her mouth so she could only obey, and swallowed the shot in one choking gulp that burned her throat and made her instantly cough.

She covered her mouth, screwing up her face at the astringent flavor and bitter aftertaste, shaking her head. Disliking it immensely and hating the way it seemed to warm her throat and send her belly into gurgling swishyness.

“I don’t li