Chen Hao was stunned.

Wanwan actually moved out several large clay pots from the stone house!

"What's this?"

Chen Hao asked doubtfully.

"liquor!"

After Wanwan moved the clay pot out, she was very tired and sat down on the snowdrift.

"liquor?"

Chen Hao became more and more confused:

"Why are you bringing so much wine out?"

"drink!"

Wanwan's answer was very concise.

"Uh...just the two of us?"

Chen Hao scratched his head, feeling that Wanwan was acting strange today.

"yes!"

Wanwan still only said one word.

"Can you...can you say two more words?"

Chen Hao was embarrassed. Although Wanwan was very handsome like this, he always felt fuzzy in his heart. He felt that Wanwan spoke with murderous intent.

"good!"

Wanwan nodded, but still only said one word.

"Are you... okay?"

Chen Hao asked tentatively, guessing that Wanwan had been controlled by a feminine object, and her brain has not recovered yet, so she can only say one word?

"without!"

Wanwan answered neatly.

Moreover, as if she had had enough rest, she slapped her palm on the wine jar, and the mud seal on the mouth of the jar was knocked off.

In an instant, the aroma of wine filled the air.

Wanwan blushed and put the wine jar in front of Chen Hao.

Then, she raised her hand and opened the jar of wine again.

"drink!"

Wanwan said while holding a wine jar half as tall as a person.

"Just drink like this?"

Chen Hao pointed to the wine jar in front of him, his face dark.

He knew that women in primitive tribes were very bold and bold, but this was too bold.

You know, in those costume dramas, a few men are drinking with wine cans as high as their forearms, which is considered rough and unruly.

Now Wanwan actually wants him to drink from a wine jar half as tall as a man!

If someone from China saw this, would they faint from fear?

"right!"

Wanwan gave Chen Hao a positive answer.

Moreover, she moved directly, holding the wine jar with both hands, placing her mouth on the mouth of the jar, and just raised her head to drink.

Gulu gulu.

Chen Hao saw the swelling in Wanwan's throat and her stomach swollen little by little.

Wanwan drank half the jar!

Boom——

When Wanwan put the wine jar down, her face was already flushed, and she was feeling dizzy, unable to sit still, swaying, and seemed to be about to faint at any time.

When Wanwan saw Chen Hao touching the wine jar without taking a sip, she pointed at Chen Hao and opened her mouth several times, but no words came out.

After a long while, she let out a long belch and then said one word.

"Dry!"

Hearing this, Chen Hao's face turned green.

Good guy, you actually let him kill this guy directly?

"Dry!"

Wanwan held the wine jar, her crimson face poked out from the side of the wine jar, and urged him.

"Wanwan, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Hao picked up the wine jar and put it down again, wanting to help Wanwan sober up first so as not to make Wanwan feel so uncomfortable.

However, Wanwan shook off his hand.

"You're about to leave, and I just want to toast you. Why can't I do that?"

This is the first time Wanwan has said so many words since going up the mountain.

At the same time, Chen Hao also froze in place, feeling sad.

It turns out that Wanwan's brain was not injured and she couldn't say any more words. She was just too sad to say too much. If she had said too much, maybe she would have cried like she is now.

.

"Don't look at me, you are drinking. I didn't offer you too many drinks at the last bonfire party. Now that you are leaving, your tribe will definitely see you off. So many people will offer you a farewell drink.

It’s definitely not my turn, so I’ll just give you my full respect now!”

Wanwan was holding the wine jar, her body was swaying, and she was talking as if she was talking in her sleep.

But every word she said was like a bullet, hitting Chen Hao's heart hard.

"Okay, I'll drink."

Chen Hao raised the wine jar and said, "I did it!"

Gulu, Gulu.

Chen Hao kept swallowing the wine.

The wine of primitive tribes is very spicy. After one sip, your mouth, throat, stomach... your whole body feels like it is burning.

But Chen Hao persisted, sip after sip. Even though his stomach was unbearably bloated, he didn't stop and drank all the wine in the jar.

And this time, he did not use his spiritual power to induce alcohol.

He felt that since Wanwan, a woman, risked her life to drink with him, then it would be too unethical for him to use his spiritual power and he would no longer be a man.

But in this way, after Chen Hao drank a jar of wine, his face turned red.

Click——

The wine jar in Chen Hao's hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

"Have you finished drinking?"

Wanwan shook her head, trying to wake herself up:

"It's my turn now. I haven't finished drinking yet. I just said I would finish it, so I have to finish it."

As she said that, she grabbed the wine jar again and wanted to lift it up to drink.

"You, please stop drinking."

Chen Hao staggered, trying to grab the wine jar from Wanwan's hand.

But Wanwan dodged away.

Snap.

Chen Hao lost his footing and fell face down into the snow.

"Chen Hao, you...how are you?"

Wanwan quickly put down the wine jar and bent down to pull Chen Hao up.

But she and Chen Hao were both drunk. When they bent down, their feet slipped and they fell on Chen Hao.

"Wanwan."

Chen Hao looked at Wanwan, feeling the softness and warmth on his chest, and his heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate to the fastest speed.

"Chen Hao."
To be continued...