Floyd drank a glass of white wine, and when he looked at something his eyes began to see a double image, and his head was feeling dizzy and swollen as if he had been punched.
Roger didn’t dare to cheat his father at this moment, so he could only wait for his father to drink the cup, before hurriedly drinking the remaining liquor in his cup.
At this time, Charlie’s stopwatch had not reached a minute.
Seeing that the father and son were gasping for breath like dogs, and their faces were all flushed, he smiled slightly, waved his hand, and said, "Come on, have a second drink, please fill-up the wine for Mr. Joules!"
Roger’s two legs have already begun to swing a bit, but in the face of Charlie’s orders, he didn’t dare to disobey. So he had to pick up the wine glass tremblingly, and poured two more glasses for himself and his father.
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