It doesn't seem to matter who takes it, nor does it matter when. What is important to him? There is no answer to this question. Maybe the day the answer is found, he will be gone.
"Why does a grown man care so much about his first kiss? Like a girl." Mu Sang's words almost made Lin Ziyao bleed. What is this, naked contempt!
"Mu Sang, okay, you're being cruel!" He finally knew what he was here to do today, which was to be framed. The culprit actually had no sense of guilt at all, so to despise him here was too much!
Calm down! Calm down! If you are angry with Mu Sang, you are asking for trouble. He won't feel anything if he is half angry to death here.
"Ha, little Sang Sang, come here, let's count and see how many dumplings are left. Hey, I just checked with my eyes and it must be more than ten." Lei Xin looked at Mu Sang with gloating, "That's good.
Okay, even if you are ten, how about ten glasses of wine?"[
Mu Sang looked sadly at the dumplings on the plate. He had worked hard to eat them, but there were still so many left. He didn't know how much he drank, but it was definitely not good. He didn't know what he would do when he got drunk.
.
"Ten cups are already discounted for you. Stop being coy. Nuo, here you go, drink it." Zheng Hai took the wine and handed it to Mu Sang.
"Little Sang Sang, I look forward to your first few drinks." Ten glasses of wine is really nothing. Even if you are drunk, it will not cause any harm to your body. Besides, Zheng Hai is here, so it will definitely not happen.
Something happened.
Lin Ziyao looked at Mu Sang surrounded by Lei Xin and Zheng Hai and smiled brightly. He also wanted to see how many drinks Mu Sang would drink if he didn't drink.
Seeing that all these people wanted to watch him drink, Mu Sang seemed to have no choice but to avoid it. He probably wouldn't even think about leaving if he didn't drink. Isn't it just ten drinks? Maybe nothing would happen.
He picked up the wine glass and drank ten glasses of red wine in one go. Everyone was watching Mu Sang's reaction closely. They didn't expect that he would drink it all in one go. They thought it would take a while. This was not drinking. It was obvious.
It's watering.
After drinking ten cups, Mu Sang's body did not sway, but his cheeks were obviously red, as if the clouds in the sky were reflected on his face. His facial features were already soft, but after adding this touch of clouds, they became even more beautiful.
Look gorgeous.
His eyes were already covered with a faint tint of wine, and were as hazy as gauze.
However, under the surprised eyes of everyone, Mu Sang suddenly knelt down and cried, burying his head in his arms. His low cry made Lei Xin, Zheng Hai and Lin Ziyao look at each other. What was going on?
Why do you cry? Can alcohol hit your tear points?
"Mu Sang, Mu Sang, why are you crying?" Lei Xin pushed Mu Sang's shoulder.
Mu Sang raised her head, her eyes twitching with tears, "I don't want to eat dumplings anymore. I don't want to eat dumplings anymore."
"Ah?" What is this? Did he not want to eat dumplings because they forced him to drink? Is his mind clear or unclear? If he is clear, he should not cry, and if he is not clear, he should not mention dumplings.
"Don't bully me, I won't eat you anymore." Mu Sang's next words made the three big boys almost fall. The three of them have turned into dumplings in Mu Sang's eyes? This illusion is too scary, right?