Zhuge Fengchu sighed.

Yun Zhiyue opened the wine jar and closed it and sniffed it, showing a smile: "That's right, even the wine I drink is purer than other customers."

This is purely a mockery.

Chen Mu curled his lips and said, "If you don't enjoy some privileges as an official, then what should this official do?"

"You are quite proud."

Yun Zhiyue's slender fingers clasped the edge of the jar, held the wine jar with one hand, and filled each person with a bowl.

The movements are flowing.

The wine fell into the bowl like a trickle of water and rolled up a slight vortex, but it did not spill out a drop.

As soon as I see this attitude, I know that I drink a lot on weekdays.

"Done."

The woman didn't clink glasses with others, but she raised her slender neck and started drinking.

Two blushings immediately appeared on his face.

Chen Mu couldn't help but joke: "Senior Yun, according to your drinking method, is creating opportunities for me. Why don't I book a good room in advance?"

"Ha, let's bet on a game."

Yun Zhiyue stared at Chen Mu with bright eyes, "Each person has twenty jars of wine, whoever drinks it first wins. If you win, I will check in with you. If you lose, do something for me."

“…”

Chen Mu shook his head decisively.

Since the other party has proposed this kind of gambling, he will definitely not be able to win.

"coward."

Yun Zhiyue slid her rosy lips and started drinking on her own.

Zhuge Fengchu hesitated for a moment, looked at the woman's ordinary but somewhat unique and charming face, and whispered:

"Or...I'll bet with you?"

"You can't."

A sarcasm flashed through Yun Zhiyue's eyes.

Zhuge Fengchu was furious.

As a man, the most taboo thing is to be said to be "no" by women.

He patted the table, stood up and stepped on the chair with one foot, put his hand on his waist belt, and said with a blushing face:

"Or why I'll let you see it now, is it OK?"

"Come on, I really want to see it."

Yun Zhiyue said with a smile.

Zhuge Fengchu gritted her teeth and wanted to untie her clothes.

"rogue!!"

A sharp, shocking and fury sound suddenly rang in the tavern, and the powerful decibels instantly overshadowed the sound of boxing.

Zhuge Fengchu was so scared that she shivered and sat back on the chair.

Looking at the sound, there was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, blushing and angry, glaring at a big man with a fat face on the table next to him.

"Fuck, I thought I was talking about me."
Chapter completed!