"Okay! As long as you are happy, you can play whatever you want!" Zhuo Yifan gritted his teeth and had no choice but to swallow his anger. Because Xia Yun next to him had already cast a dissatisfied look.
In the first deck of cards, Zhuo Yifan lost without any suspense. Moreover, he was bombarded by four sets of bombs. This time, it doubled several times. Xia Qing looked at Zhuo Yifan very proudly and said pretendingly
: "Originally, you should be allowed to drink 16 drinks, but I think you are pitiful. As long as there is something fried, I will punish you to drink three drinks. This should be okay, right?"
Zhuo Yifan can only smile bitterly now. The girl Qing still knows that she has gone too far, so why should she reduce herself to three cups? But most people can't stop drinking these three cups! Fortunately, she still has it.
Really not an ordinary person!
Zhuo Yifan didn't say anything else. He directly picked up the goblet on the table and drank the red wine in one go. Then he poured it twice in succession and drank it all in the same way!
"Let's continue!" Xia Qing looked at Zhuo Yifan who seemed to have nothing to do, curled her lips and said.[
The second deck of cards had the same result. In this case, Zhuo Yifan still lost! Another three glasses of wine were consumed. Zhuo Yifan still looked like nothing had happened.
Xia Qing was surprised, could this man drink so well? She immediately continued to deal the cards with some annoyance.
The third picture... the fourth picture... the fifth picture... Xia Qing has forgotten how many times she has won. Zhuo Yifan drinks three drinks each time. The two bottles of Hennessy on the table have been finished long ago.
Three more bottles!
Xia Qing became more and more angry as time went by. Why did this guy drink so much and still act like a normal person? Is he really not drunk? Or are these all fake? Watered down?
Xia Qing, who was a little skeptical, picked up a glass of wine, took a sip, and frowned. It definitely tasted like Hennessy, and it was very authentic, and it didn't look like it had been watered down.
Xia Qing, who did not believe in evil, played a few cards with Zhuo Yifan. As a result, the three bottles at the back were also finished, and Zhuo Yifan still had a look of nothing on his face. Except for the smell of alcohol emanating from his body, most people would not look at it at all.
It didn't look like Zhuo Yifan had been drinking.
Xia Qing was really depressed now. Some people asked understandingly: "You drank so much, don't you get drunk in a hurry?"
"My nickname is Not Drunk for a Thousand Drinks, don't you know? Forget about this little drink, even if I drink all the wine in the bar, I won't get drunk!" Zhuo Yifan chuckled disapprovingly.
This girl has been crazy for so long, so let her give up!
Unexpectedly, Xia Qing really didn't believe it after hearing this. She stood up as if calling the waiter to serve wine. Xia Yun on the side quickly grabbed Xia Qing and said in a dumbfounded voice: "Stop screaming.
! No matter how much wine he drinks, he won’t get drunk! Are you teasing him, or are you teasing me? Don’t forget that it’s your sister and I’m treating you tonight!”
Xia Qing sat on the sofa with some annoyance and asked suspiciously: "Is it true that he can't get drunk? Why don't I believe it? Are there people in this world who can't get drunk?"
"Don't believe it, he really can't be drunk! His kung fu has already dissolved the alcohol! It's useless no matter how much wine you drink!" Xia Yun explained with a bit of laughter and tears.
"You've escaped this time! But I won't give up like this! If you want to be my brother-in-law, I want to see how capable you are!" Xia Qing glared at Zhuo Yifan with disdain.
He curled his lips and said, "Isn't it just because of my good kung fu that I can't get drunk? It's already cheating!"