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Part 7: French Kissing

In order to pursue the Russian beauty Sharapova, but not willing to let the obsessed Lu Xiaozhan act as a translator between them every time, Ding Feng decided to learn Russian. For this reason, Lu Xiaozhan said with a smile

:You are learning boxing at the age of sixty. Ding Feng retorted with a serious face: I am here for lifelong happiness, you care about me?

Two months later, Ding Feng's Russian was slightly improved. After a small test based on the test paper in the book, he cut his hair, changed into a new set of clothes, and came to see Sha with a bouquet of bright roses.

Lapova.

Sharapova was wearing a white shirt and her long bare legs, which made Ding Feng dizzy for a while and sat down on the sofa in a daze.

Russians like to drink by nature, so Sharapova also got a small bottle of wine in this apartment. All kinds of fine wines are displayed on the wine rack. Ding Feng, who is allergic to alcohol and has a very poor drinking capacity, looked around carefully.

I know the bottle.

Sharapova wiped two martini glasses and asked Ding Feng with a smile: "Ding, how is your Russian learning going?"

Ding Feng replied proudly: "I'm very talented, how can learning Russian be just a joke? Don't worry, I'll talk to you in Russian today!"

Sharapova pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay, then, lovely Ding, what would you like to drink?"

Sharapova, who had confidence in Ding Feng, thought that Ding Feng could understand, but she didn't expect that the half-jealous Russian student would hear her as "Lovely Ding, what do you want to do?"

Ding Feng was stunned and coyly expressed his longing for a long time ago: "I think...I want a French kiss..." He raised his eyes and secretly glanced at Sharapova.

Sharapova tilted her head and thought for a moment: "Well, okay, just wait for me." After saying that, she took down two bottles of unknown wine from the wine rack and got busy, still muttering, "Ten

Six tenths bourbon, four tenths almond brandy, come on

A few drops of grenadine. Oh, and by the way, you have to add a teaspoon of lemon juice." Pour everything into a shaker, add ice cubes, hold it with both hands and shake vigorously until the foam comes out, then filter it

Pour it into a freshly wiped martini glass.

Ding Feng was waiting expectantly for Sharapova to come over and hug him and kiss him passionately. Unexpectedly, Sharapova came over and handed him a glass of something cold and unknown. He was stunned.

I didn’t care so much, I took it and drank it all, smacking my lips: “Sharapova, what is this? Is it sour or sweet?”

Sharapova was stunned: "This is a cocktail."

Ding Feng's eyes began to shake: "I... what I want is French kissing..."

Sharapova smiled and said: "That's right, the name of this glass of wine is French Kiss. ​​It's very famous." Suddenly she seemed to wake up, her face turned red, "You...I asked you clearly.

If you want something to drink, you asked for this yourself."

Ding Feng grinned and said with a silly smile: "This... uh... tastes good..."

The next day, Lu Xiaozhan saw Ding Feng who looked annoyed and asked strangely: "Why do you look like this? Did you lose a lot of money in gambling or did you get caught in the shampoo room?"

Ding Feng said: "Yesterday I went to see Sharapova."

Lu Xiaozhan: "Then?"

Ding Feng: "She asked me what I wanted to drink."

Lu Xiaozhan: "Then?"

Ding Feng: "I heard you ask me what I want to do."

Lu Xiaozhan: "Puch...then?"

Ding Feng: "She made me a cocktail."

Lu Xiaozhan: "Stop talking, I know the result. You must have become a beast after drinking and had sex with others?"

Ding Feng patted his head: "That's the problem. After I drank the wine, I vaguely saw her little red lips coming towards her, and then I lost track of her."

Lu Xiaozhan stared at Ding Feng with wide eyes, and after a long time he came to his senses: "You have been like a beast for a long time. Why are you drinking with a beautiful woman in front of you?"

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Ding Feng held up a wine bottle and yelled at the West: "What the hell, who the bastard came up with this cocktail? It's just that the alcohol is strong, but with such an unlucky name, I'm going to drink it."

I didn't even get a hot kiss when I was drunk!" After scolding, he smacked his lips: "But this wine is quite delicious. I'll take some hangover medicine later and then go find my Sharapova, hehe..."


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