Mengli and Xiao Gengzi struggled to squeeze into Su Mengdie's side. In this market where there were endless hawking, it was already too crowded. Now that the two kings have come to power, they have attracted a large number of people to surround them, most of whom are women: "Young Master, why did they get up?"

"How do I know? Maybe they were finally aroused their playfulness!" A woman replied casually. She really didn't know why Fu Yunche went up. Shen Feng was comparing him to the top. She could see, Humph, she was finally infected by happiness, right? Fu Yunche, admit that you are a playful person.

Wanqi Shenfeng pushed the black hair on his chest to the back of his head, spread his legs, ready to fight at any time.

Fu Yunche seemed much more elegant, standing straight, with his hands behind his back, facing the world coldly, his sharp temperament attracted many girls' screams, but he himself was indifferent and no one went to see it until he started, picked up the wine jar and raised his head, and the Adam's apple rolled up and down vigorously.

"Puchi!"

"What kind of wine is this?"

Seven out of ten people vomited, and even Wanqi Shenfeng frowned and sprayed it all out after taking a sip. He glared at the boss. When he was about to scold him, he saw applause overwhelming. When he turned around, he saw that there were only two people, one of them insisted on drinking water, but finally lost. Looking at the left, he gasped. He saw that the person he called his mortal enemy was drinking directly and asked in obedience: "You can drink so hard, too?" It was just a small game, wouldn't he?

"Okay, good boy!" The crowd raised their hands and encouraged them wildly.

Fu Yunche ignored Wanqi Shenfeng's teasing and never frowned. Half of the jar was already drunk.

Su Mengdie knew that the bracelet had hope. When did Fu Yunche become so addicted to alcohol? Is it so delicious? She wanted to try it, but everyone else vomited. This boy's taste was too different from that of ordinary people, but he liked things that others disdained? For the bracelet, he clapped his hands vigorously: "Come on, Fu...Ache, you can do it, come on, you must finish drinking!"

Fu Yunche frowned, as if he was about to vomit, but for some reason, he became more excited. He drank all the jar of wine under the gaze of attention.

The boss was stunned, this...

'Bang!'

The man panted heavily and threw the wine jar to the ground. In an instant, he split into pieces, not a drop left, his cheeks were a little flushed, and his big hands slapped at the table. The milky white juice dripped along the corner of his lips. His hard face was filled with an indescribable pain, but there was a wicked smile that looked down on everything. When he bent down, he was too big. The black hair and bangs behind his head covered most of his handsome face, and his breathing was rapid, and he slowly raised his head.

Su Mengdie saw him looking at her, for a second, she understood that he went up for her, but she knew that he was not, so bad, but he drank it. According to the plot in the novel, is that bracelet very important to him? Could it be the owner of the person in the painting?

She didn't think he would do such a ridiculous thing for her.

"Give it!" Sure enough, Fu Yunche straightened his waist and reached out to the boss. The words were like an order.

The boss squeezed the bracelet tightly and said dryly, "That young master, this is my family heirloom, I just want to make a living..." As the name suggests, I don't want to give it to me.

When Su Mengdie heard this, she was so angry that she lifted her robe, turned her sideways over and grabbed the old man's collar, and sneered: "Are you admitting that you are cheating the audience? Do you want to go to the yamen with us?"
Chapter completed!