After much effort, Yan Feng opened the wine bottle and muttered in a low voice: "The technology of this fake wine is pretty good."
When the bottle cap was opened, a strong aroma of wine rushed out.
Even someone like Yan Jialu, who doesn't know how to drink, can smell it. This wine is very good.
Yan Zhenbei's eyes lit up: "It smells so mellow, it must be true."
Yan Feng's throat moved, and the wine bug was suddenly hooked.
He muttered a little, but still insisted on his opinion: "The taste can be faked, you have to taste it to know."
As he spoke, he took a small cup and poured himself a cup.
After taking a sip, Yan Feng's eyes widened and he drank the rest in one gulp.
Then, his eyes were closed tightly, and the muscles on his face were trembling slightly, with a look of enjoyment on his face.
Both father and daughter stared at him nervously.
"Ah~"
A few seconds later, Yan Feng let out a groan: "Good wine, this is truly a hundred years old!"
He had drank the regular version, and compared to this, it was a world of difference.
Yan Jialu's eyes lit up: "Is this true?"
Yan Feng nodded: "It's true. I didn't expect you, Jialu, to find such a rich boyfriend."
With that said, he was going to get the wine and pour himself another glass.
Yan Jialu snatched the wine with quick eyes and hands, and quickly closed the lid.
Yan Feng jumped into the air and screamed: "Hey, Jialu, what are you doing?"
Yan Jialu said with a smile: "This wine is for my father. No one can drink more."
"This, this, this..." Yan Feng became anxious on the spot: "Jialu, you are not very kind. Your Uncle Feng and I have just been hooked out of the alcohol bug.
Come on, come on, give me another drink, just one."
Yan Jialu ignored this old guy, who just said that about herself.
Take the other unopened bottle of wine and take it back to the room.
Yan Feng was so anxious that he scratched his head and said to Yan Zhenbei: "Look at your daughter, she doesn't have any hospitality at all."
Yan Zhenbei was not angry, but felt that his daughter had done a good job.
How did you scold my future son-in-law just now?
Still want to drink now?
Dream on you!
I’m so hungry for you!
"Next time, next time."
Yan Feng was very thick-skinned, and he was not willing to give up like that. After catching Yan Zhenbei for a while, he almost fell into trouble.
Yan Jialu felt nauseated and rolled her eyes vigorously.
At this time, Yan Mei brought out a plate of food from the kitchen, and the aroma instantly filled the whole house.
Yan Feng, who was stalking her, immediately sat up straight and moved his nose vigorously: "Wow, it smells so good. Yan Mei, what delicious food did you make today?"
"No, just do something casually." Yan Mei responded casually, not liking this guy very much.
Moreover, today is the first time that the 'future son-in-law' comes to visit, and the family wants to have a good meal.
So instead of asking him to stay as usual, he issued an eviction order: "It's almost dinner time, aren't you going back?"
Yan Fengba smacked his lips and showed no intention of getting up. He smiled and said, "I'm eating late. It doesn't matter. Then you can eat first and don't worry about me."
Ye Xiu also walked out, holding two plates of food in his hands.
It's all made by him, and the taste goes without saying.
Yan Mei sincerely praised: "Xiaoye's cooking skills are really great, many times better than mine."
Yan Zhenbei and the women looked at the dishes in Ye Xiu's hands and were extremely surprised.
He glanced at Ye Xiu again.
Yan Jialu grabbed a piece of barbecue with her hands and brought it to her mouth. Her eyes widened like goldfish in an instant: "Wow, this is so delicious. I feel like I'm going to become an immortal."