"I just remembered you're not even an adult yet, and I noticed it the last time we drank together," Meng Chi paused, glancing sideways at Bi Xia. The boy's cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, and his delicate face carried a blush, his starry eyes sparkled as he spoke, "You flush easily when you drink."
"Eh?" Bi Xia was momentarily stunned, then started laughing, "Yeah, my mom also said I flush when I drink."
"Oh? Your mother flushes when she drinks too?" Xia Nian, who overheard Bi Xia and Meng Chi's conversation, curiously chimed in and then pretended to mention casually, "Speaking of which, my father also flushes when he drinks."
Bi Xia: ...
With a slight smile, "My mother's tendency to flush when drinking is hereditary. As for your father, he probably has never been pale."
