Wince felt drowsy in no time after the red wine went down. He picked up the wine bottle, looking puzzled. "Did you buy fake wine? Why is it hitting me so hard?"

"How could that be?" Ruth smirked. "I've kept this bottle of wine for a long time. Maybe your body can't handle it..."

Wince was instantly turned on as he gazed lustfully at Ruth. He stood up, ready to pounce on her. However, as soon as he took a step, he stumbled and fell to the floor.

Seeing Wince on the floor, Ruth sneered, grabbed