Like most women, Xiao Muqing, who likes to drink foreign wine, was surprised by the method of mixing country Z liquor with foreign wine. She was even more shocked when she saw Gu Ruizhen actually lighted the wine and drank it.
I thought, what if I really drank this wine and burned my beautiful red lips, what should I do if my white teeth were blackened... Countless questions lingered in my mind.
However, seeing everyone's suspicious eyes on her, the girl who refused to admit defeat could not retreat. She gritted her teeth and grabbed the last cup of Burning Three Kingdoms on the table with her delicate hands.
A group of men and women were surprised. They didn't expect this iceberg beauty to be so strong. She really wanted to drink this extremely perverted spirit. They all admired her so much.
But a big hand appeared at the right time, blocking the soft palm that stretched out.
"This wine is not suitable for women, so I'll drink it for you."
The one who stopped her was Ximen Lang. His thoughtful words moved the girls very much. They all secretly praised him. He is such a good man. He always thinks about his girlfriend. Such good men are almost extinct now. Why can’t I meet him?
!
Although Xiao Muqing was indifferent, she was still moved by him. This brat's status in her heart rose like a helicopter, reaching a very high level. However, she couldn't bear to let him bear the pain alone. She was stubborn
He said: "No, I will drink it myself."
Ximen Lang sighed softly: "I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years, asking the Buddha to let us form a mortal relationship. I have looked back thousands of times and finally seen your fragrant face in this life. I have longed for it in my dreams so many times.
I have been hand in hand with you for a hundred years, and no matter how strong the wind or rain comes, I will always be by your side." On his face.
It was a sincere and passionate love, but he was secretly laughing in his heart. I have captured the hearts of countless young girls with these modern poems that I have pieced together. Now is a good time. I wonder if it will touch the depths of your heart and show you great mercy.
, forgive my debts and restore my freedom.
As if he was about to die as a martyr, with a righteous expression on his face, he suddenly grabbed the cup of Burning Three Kingdoms on the table and drank it.
The purple flames surrounded the lips, forming a real picture of flaming red lips. A group of girls were stunned to see it!
He's so handsome, look at what he said, it's so classic, so awesome, so damn talented!
Lulu's little mouth curled up, her nose twitched twice, and suddenly she covered her mouth with her hand and cried loudly, "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooits[dugs"
Ouyang Xuerou clasped her hands together in front of the huge murder weapon, her eyes were moist, and she looked at the boy with admiring eyes. The feeling in her heart was exactly the same as that of Lulu. It was really touching!
The person who was most moved was naturally the person involved, Xiao Muqing. Her eyes rested on the boy's frowning eyebrows due to discomfort. She felt helpless and a crystal tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, falling to the ground like a pearl.
No need for too many tears, one drop is enough!
Ximen Lang put the empty wine glass on the table, glanced at the expression on her face, and felt secretly proud in his heart. You always scolded me, but this time I made you cry. This is finally a small revenge on you.
Gu Ruizhen cursed in his heart, Damn it, how could this guy be okay after drinking two cups of Burning Three Kingdoms in a row? I have been practicing for so long, and the limit is only two cups of this overbearing wine. Does he have it?
What special function?
However, he was already riding a tiger. The wine fight continued, and Gu Ruizhen made four more cups of Burning Three Kingdoms in the same way. He drank one cup himself, but he was no longer as calm as before. He felt as if there was a raging fire burning in his belly, which was very uncomfortable.
Changmao looked at the burning wine on the table with fearful eyes, and shook his head hurriedly, "No, I can't drink anymore. If I drink any more, something will happen." He hurriedly ducked to the side, like a lost dog.
Gu Ruizhen secretly cursed, "Trash," but there was nothing he could do. They were all classmates, so they couldn't use force to coerce him into having a bar fight.
Seeing that the opponent had retreated by one, and now fighting one on one, Ximen Lang was even more confident. He picked up the wine glass and drank it in one go. Then he picked up another glass and drank it in succession amidst everyone's exclamations. He pointed at the table.
There was only one glass of wine left, and he said with a smile: "This glass is yours, drink it."
In full view of the public, how could Gu Ruizhen admit defeat? He gritted his teeth and grabbed the last glass of wine, drinking it with trembling arms. The glass of wine went into his stomach, and his face was covered with cold sweat. He said helplessly: "You have a good drinking capacity, follow me."
It’s almost the same. If you drink any more, you will easily get injured. Let’s stop here and consider it a draw.”
Ximen Lang sneered, "What's the point of a drinking contest without a winner? Unless you admit defeat now, the rest will follow."
How could it be possible to ask him to admit defeat? Gu Ruizhen's previous elegance was gone, and he said with a ferocious face and anger: "You ungrateful fellow, do you think I am really afraid of you? How can we go on?" He grabbed the young man with trembling hands.
Half a bottle of Bawang was drunk, and he wanted to pour more wine into the cup. Suddenly, his mouth opened, and a mouthful of red blood spurted out, spreading in the cup and on the table, making a group of girls scream in surprise.
"What's wrong with him, monitor? Why is he like this?"
"It may be stomach bleeding, please go to the hospital quickly."
"No one can bear such a strong drink. It may burn out the stomach..."
Gu Ruizhen's body was swaying, his face was pale, and he pressed his hands on the table. He could no longer show strength, and said dejectedly: "I lost..."
Ximenlang sneered, "I've given up, that's good. Not everyone can drink this kind of strong mixed liquor. You're playing with fire and burning yourself. If you're sorry, I'm going to the bathroom." He said it easily, but in fact, he felt the same in his belly.
It was uncomfortable, as if a burning boiler was placed inside, emitting scalding heat, which was simply unbearable for him.
The group of people paid attention to Gu Ruizhen who was vomiting blood, helped him get ready, and persuaded him to go to the hospital for examination. No one noticed that when the boy walked to the entrance of the hall, he turned directly into the kitchen.
When a kitchen staff saw someone coming in, he quickly asked: "Sir, what do you want to do?"
Ximen Lang said anxiously: "Give me a bottle of Shanxi mature vinegar."
"Wait a moment, I'll get it for you." The young man turned around and took a bottle of vinegar from the chopping board and handed it over.
Ximen Lang took it in his hand and quickly unscrewed the cap, put the top of the bottle into his mouth, raised his head and poured the vinegar down his throat. The staff in the kitchen were stunned to see what was going on. Could it be that he drank too much?
Okay, do you think this is wine?
A bottle full of mature vinegar was drunk by Ximen Lang until every last drop was left. He put the empty bottle on the chopping board and burped happily. He felt that the burning in his stomach was relieved a lot, as if the burning fire was extinguished by the rain from the sky.
Not so uncomfortable anymore.
Ximen Lang let out a long breath, knowing that he was fine. Although this method of using vinegar to relieve hangover is old-fashioned, it is the most practical. It can weaken the alcohol content and protect his stomach from being harmed. This is what his father once taught him.
method.
Feeling the sour taste in his mouth, he grabbed a piece of snow pear as a side dish from the plate on the chopping board and threw it into his mouth to chew. The sweet juice rolled in his mouth to cover up the sour taste.
After finishing these things, Ximen Lang came out of the kitchen and walked to the bathroom. Now it was time to release the waste water accumulated in his bladder. He was so relaxed and happy that he didn't notice that a figure like a civet cat followed silently.
Later, when he arrived at the bathroom, he opened the door and walked in.