But Feng Chenglin firmly believes that a person's alcohol addiction can be controlled because he has not encountered any alcohol that can arouse his addiction!

After all, a group of sailors at the bottom of the house had no good wine.

When faced with poor wine, anyone with a little willpower can do it.

But if it is good wine in front, it is hard to say-

This can be seen from the expression of the old helmsman when he smells the wine!

After drinking a few big mouthfuls of himself, Feng Chenglin bit off another piece of sizzling oily mutton and immediately greeted a sailor next to him.

"Who... brother, do me a favor and bring me the small stove over there... The meat will be no good if it is cold!"

The sailor also drank a little high, and after struggling several times, he took Xiaoluzi and charcoal fire over.

Feng Chenglin cut a piece of meat, put it on the stove and roasted it, and then staggered to the old helmsman again.

"Brother, you said you are really... Such a delicious food, you don't even have a bite!"

The old helmsman glanced at him with complicated eyes, stayed on the wine cup for a long time before he turned his eyes away reluctantly.

"Sir, I'm driving the boat. I can't drink alcohol when I drive it..."

"Brother, I heard that you are the one with the best alcohol content on our boat! Since you have the best alcohol content... then this glass of wine is not even a squeezing gap for you!"

The old helmsman glanced at the wine cup without responding.

Feng Chenglin leaned in front of him, raised the wine cup and wandered back and forth: "It's just a glass of wine... Brother, don't give me face!"

“…”

"Your little prince and captain both give me this face, but you don't give me face... You make me feel so frustrated..."

After Feng Chenglin's remarks, he also made a little angry.

"No, if you don't drink my glass of wine today, you won't be considered as giving me face... I have no face, my brother will lose face, my brother will lose face, your princess will lose her life... Come on, your princess's fortune and life will be in your drinking or not..."

Old helmsman: "…"

Isn't this nonsense?

What does the princess’ life or death have to do with him?

But looking at Feng Chenglin's appearance, he seemed to be drunk and a little drunk.

There is no reason to say for a drunk person!

The old helmsman himself is also a drunk person, and he knows that people who are drunk are the most unreasonable.

In other words, if he didn't drink this glass of wine today, he would probably be able to sway in front of him until tomorrow morning.

It would be fine if nothing happened, but if something happened, it would be a chain of reactions.

Besides—

He looked at the wine glass:

This glass of wine looks really delicious!

Especially the fragrance that penetrated his heart and spleen made the wine worm in his belly rush straight into his head!

With his identity, it is rare to encounter such a fine wine!

After getting off the boat, the people left and he really couldn't taste such deliciousness!

"Actually... you just have to drink one cup!" Feng Chenglin patted his chest and said with a stern voice: "As long as you drink one cup, it will give me face... I have face... you will also have face..."

He mumbled, as if he was drunk, muttering in his mouth, and his mouth was a little unclear.
Chapter completed!