Duel? Drinking contest!

"You just said I..." Mi Xiaomi hesitated for a long time but couldn't say anything. She couldn't just follow Emory Williams's words and say that her breasts were small, that would be slapping herself in the face. "Anyway, you are talking about my little one." Mi Xiaomi mustered up her courage, her face flushed red. "I said you have a small waist, but you also want to say I said your waist is like a bucket waist." "That's not what you said just now." Mi Xiaomi's eyes widened and she walked to Emory...