After drinking the cool and transparent Japanese sake, it is pleasantly aromatic, soft and refreshing, with a little sourness and bitterness. After swallowing it, you feel a sweet aftertaste in your mouth.
After Su Xiaoli took two sips, he nodded with a smile and said, "It feels a little better than beer."
"Indeed!" Lin Jiu also nodded in agreement.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Su Xiaoli turned around, looked at him seriously with a pair of big black and white eyes and said: "Brother Lin Jiu, drink less. Do you still remember the last time you drank two bottles of beer?"
Is it just about being drunk??”
"..."
Lin Jiu's small eyes looked at Su Xiaoli through the lenses, and the corner of his mouth twitched helplessly: "Sister, that happened many years ago... My drinking ability has improved in the past few years, don't worry.
!!”
"Really??" Su Xiaoli looked suspicious.
"Really, it has grown from two bottles of beer to four bottles of beer." Lin Jiu reached out and patted his chest, and said to Su Xiaoli very proudly.
"..."
Su Xiaoli has black lines all over his head, which is also called making progress.
However, after Xia Changan heard Lin Jiu's words, he burst out laughing and said, "You can only drink four bottles of beer??"
"This..." As soon as Lin Jiu heard Xia Changan's smiling voice, the proud look on his face disappeared in an instant.
"Then you'd better drink less." Xia Changan picked up the cup in front of Lin Jiu without saying anything, poured more than half of the full cup of sake into his own cup and said, "It will be troublesome if you get drunk.
Already."
"Don't you know how to get drunk??" Lin Jiu watched helplessly as half of the wine in his glass was gone, and looked at Xia Changan with doubts in his eyes.
"Me??" Xia Changan held up the wine glass in his hand, smiled at Lin Jiu and said, "I have the capacity of a pound of liquor. With such a small amount of sake, I won't get drunk."
A pound of white wine...
All right……
This is simply a crushing amount of alcohol.
Lin Jiu twitched the corners of his lips, silently picked up his wine glass, and stopped talking.
Inside the tablet, the Spring Festival Gala is still playing, and even the background music is full of joy.
Su Mu and the others gathered around the low table, chatting happily while eating steaming hot pot.
When the Spring Festival Gala was over and the hot pot was almost finished, Su Mu's mother cleared away the messy dishes on the table, then sent the young ones away and hurried back to the room to sleep.
Su Mu put his arm around Su Xiaoli's shoulders, looked at her with a smile and said, "Xiaoli, do you want to sleep with me tonight??"
"You brat, you have a beautiful idea!" After Su Mu's mother, who was cleaning the table, heard what he said, she threw the rag at him and said, "Your mother is still here, don't give me
Why am I messing around with my thoughts? Xiaoli, you stay at mom’s place first, and then I’ll send you back to your room after mom cleans up."
"Mom, I was just joking, why are you so excited??" Su Mu tilted his head, skillfully dodged the rag thrown by his mother, and looked at her with a funny look on his face.
"I heard that many people like to use jokes to cover up their true feelings." Su Mu's mother rolled her eyes at him and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking."
"Hmm... you know best..." Su Mu nodded perfunctorily.
