Drink wine, water, and drink it.

This thing is not intoxicating.

After half an hour, after more than forty bottles of beer, he still remained calm.

Zhu Yiyi's eyes shone brightly and she acted as a expert in drinking wine, one bottle after another, and she wanted to see how much her uncle could drink.

Ye Wanqiu glared at her gently, which meant to let her take it easy.

The little girl curled her lips and muttered:

"Auntie Ye, you are so kind of care."

Mo Zongheng made a sacrifice today.

I went back and forth several times, and after drinking too much, I went out to vomit, and after I was empty, I came back to drink.

Judging from his appearance, he was going to put Su Mu down.

"Come on, keep drinking, why are you doing while standing there? Chu Laoqi, go and order ten boxes of beer."

Mo Zongheng no longer had his usual calmness and began to let himself go.

"Si Chen, come on, eat two skewers of grilled waist. I see that you have a bad face. Have you been a little weak recently? This thing is a big supplement."

Chen Sichen was so hungry that he didn't spray.

He took the sheep's waist handed over by Mo Zongheng with amused and crying, and it was not right to eat it, nor was it right to not eat it.

Mo Zongheng picked up another bottle of beer and said to Mr. Ye:

"Girl, come on, I will respect you three bottles alone. I rarely admire one person. You can count one, you are so generous, killing 99% of the women in the world in seconds."

Su Mu almost pierced the iron stick in his hand.

Lao Mo, what do you mean?

You think my life is dull, right?

Mr. Ye gritted his teeth in his heart and had to smile on his face.

But three bottles…!

Brother Zongheng, I must have an objection.

This wine is a big deal.

Mr. Ye has a good alcohol tolerance, but there are people who dare to let her blow three bottles of beer in a row, but she has the confidence to let the other party get out.

But the opening is Mo Zongheng.

Yes, he must be expressing his dissatisfaction with me and standing up for his sister.

What is Mr. Ye’s personality?

People with crazy factors at heart.

She suddenly grabbed a bottle of wine and stood up:

"Brother Mo, how can three bottles work? It's better to blow ten bottles, but we can't go to the toilet halfway."

Su Mu laughed apart, and Chen Sichen even laughed strangely:

"Girl, awesome, Lao Mo, don't embarrass men."

Mo Zongheng almost stood up and left.

I'm not drunk yet.

I'm full of grievances, who can I tell you to go?

Ye Wanqiu really learned from whom.

I just want you to be so mean and say a few good things to be kind to my sister.

As for it?

Master Mo wants to cry.
Chapter completed!