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Chapter 419 Because it's my brother

"Go on. Now that you've started, don't stop. The biggest fear when it comes to drinking is to be interrupted and lose all the atmosphere." Qin Anyi said, while the others looked like they had seen a ghost.

The remaining six bottles in the box were all opened neatly.

"I don't have the habit of drinking beer from a cup, so I just blew into the bottle. You can do whatever makes you feel comfortable and don't worry about me."

The words were spoken casually, but they put tremendous pressure on the boys, especially the boys who started the fight.

The boy was secretly regretting it. He didn't expect that this man who looked gentle and didn't have an outstanding body shape could have such a terrible capacity for drinking.

He did drink more than ten bottles at most, but the problem was that he drank those ten bottles of wine for more than four hours, and afterward he vomited so much that he could hardly find the southeast, northwest, and northwest.

With the posture in front of me, how can I accompany you...

I wailed in my heart, and I couldn't say it out loud if I couldn't drink. It was too embarrassing... There were so many girls on the table, and besides my girlfriend, there were many more beautiful ones. This boy was really

I don't want to lose face.

"Don't worry about him. Just drink according to your own taste. No one can drink with him. Today's protagonist is Weiwei, so don't overdo it."

Wang Yiran stood up at the right time.

No one felt uncomfortable because of Wang Yiran's words. On the contrary, everyone thought that what Wang Yiran said was absolutely correct. Even though Qin Anyi only drank six bottles of wine in total, such an amount was considered to be the highest in the whole group.

As far as the wine shops in Changqing City are concerned, they can only enter the middle ranks, which are around the average. They can neither move up the level nor retreat.

But after adding a series of adjectives after these six bottles of wine, such an amount becomes a number that is enough to shock anyone. For example, within one minute, for example, continuous bottle blowing...

Wang Yiran said a few more words, successfully shifting the focus of the entire dining table to Pan Weiwei, and then quietly got up and went up to the second floor.

Then, in a short while, a whole box of Maotai was placed at Qin Anyi's feet.

Wang Yiran smiled slyly: "We have never really drank. Today is a good day, so why not take advantage of it and have a few drinks. But first, I must have a certain amount of alcohol.

Far worse than you, so if I drink one drink, you have to drink one."

One cup is better than one bottle. Even if it is a standard table cup, about two taels of wine can be poured into one cup. This ratio is too exaggerated. It has basically reached one to five or even higher.

But Qin Anyi nodded indifferently.

Ever since, when everyone at the big table was making a lively noise about Wei Dong and Pan Weiwei, Wang Yiran and Qin Anyi were minding their own business, drinking one glass at a time and one bottle at a time.

Wine... but love.

Even if the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk, and the lingering time is filled with the feeling of spring.





This birthday banquet lasted for nearly four hours. In the end, only five boxes of the twenty boxes of Chang Qing Chunsheng that Weidong bought were left. Of course, most of them went into Kong Sha and Shi Lewen.

belly.

And although the three boys each drank about ten bottles on average, they were far behind compared to Kong Sha and Shi Lewen.

In particular, the boy who provoked Qin Anyi in the first place was filled with melancholy. Only at the end of the drink did he realize that the students from Changqing No. 1 Middle School on the table were all undistinguished Dionysus-level figures...



Could it be said that the students of No. 1 Middle School not only study well, but also have the courage to devour the world in the wine shop?

There really is no comparison between people...

What really made everyone speechless was not the beer they drank. When the whole birthday party came to an end, everyone discovered that Qin Anyi and Wang Yiran had not known when, the cups had been replaced by white ones.



The most exaggerated thing is that there are a row of empty Maotai bottles at Qin Anyi's feet.

At least there won't be less than a dozen...

From a standard one-pound bottle, two people would drink six or seven kilograms each, on average. If it were a normal person, they would probably be drunk to death, right?

The ordinary students were deeply shocked and looked at Qin Anyi as if they were looking at a monster.

Until they left Wang Yiran's villa, for a long time these students only had the word "drink" in their impression of Qin Anyi.

After that, every time I talked about what I saw and heard today at the wine table, others would often sneer at it and think it was a joke. Until it gradually faded away, even they themselves would occasionally have doubts about what they saw that day.

Could it be a drunken fantasy...

But purely from the perspective of a birthday banquet, this banquet was considered a success. Everyone drank to the fullest, but at the same time, they were not really drunk.

Under the control of Wei Dong and Shi Lewen, everyone who participated in the birthday banquet drank until they were extremely excited but also very sober.

After sending away Pan Weiwei's friends, Yang Cheng also pretended to have something to do and left the villa.

Qin Anyi originally wanted to send Yang Cheng home, but was stopped by Yang Cheng. Thinking that Yang Cheng had indeed not drank, Qin Anyi did not insist.

Wang Yiran called an hourly worker to clean up the mess in the living room, while Shi Lewen and Kong Sha went back to their rooms to rest.

The two of them drank not too much, but not too little either. Their digestion and absorption abilities were far inferior to Qin Anyi's, so they were already slightly drunk at this time.

Sleep is naturally the best way to relax.

"Hey, Weiwei, go to my room and have a rest. You drank a lot. If you go home now, you will definitely be scolded by your parents." Wei Dong rubbed his hands and smiled a bit lustfully.

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"You also have a room at Yiran's house?" Pan Weiwei was stunned, her face turned red alluringly due to the effect of alcohol.

"Hehe, thanks to An Yi, we all have our own rooms at Yiyi's house, and we usually live here." Wei Dong's smile seemed a bit flattering.

"Then...that's fine...but I warn you not to touch me." Pan Weiwei burped and said softly.

She had probably drunk about four bottles of beer. She was already a little bit drunk as she was so drunk that she needed help from Wei Dong even when she went upstairs. She was really overwhelmed by the alcohol.

Wei Dong naturally nodded in agreement and supported Pan Weiwei in a serious manner, but the position of his hands on Pan Weiwei's body... seemed a little wrong.

"Do you think he will take advantage of Pan Weiwei's drunkenness to attack?" Wang Yiran leaned on Qin Anyi's shoulder, rarely gossiping.

"Won't."

"So sure? He has such a wolfish look on his face. Why do I think it's very likely?" Wang Yiran looked at Qin Anyi with some surprise.

"One hundred percent not."

"Why?"

"Because he is Wei Dong and my brother."


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