According to her subordinate Omaeda, Hanyu Dao San's good wine can be compared with the famous drunkard Matsumoto Rankuki.

But can you imagine that Matsumoto Ranjuku didn't drink alcohol and even poured wine into someone else's glasses?

Then compared to Dao San, isn’t he too utilitarian?

The broken bee calmed down. This time, she raised the wine glass and did not drink it freely like before. Instead, she gently tapped her red lips on the eaves of the cup to savor the glass.

This glass of wine was cold and intense, and what she tasted was not just the wine, but also the ups and downs of Hanyu Dao San at Shiba’s house, and her own…

"call……"

The broken bee gently exhaled a faint smell of alcohol, and her handsome face turned slightly red. When she looked up, the wine filled her again.

Broken bee looked at Dao San in confusion. With a slight drunkenness, her expression and eyes were no longer so terrifying, and even a little cute.

Dao San, who did bad things, saw the broken bee looking at him, hurriedly lowered his head and gently pushed the wine glass forward.

Really, cute.

Perhaps, I was like this in front of that person, and I wanted to get close to her, but I was afraid of dirtying her light.

Stars and wild dogs.

Two completely disproportionate people.

A destiny that is completely inseparable.

The broken bee looked at the glass of wine and felt inexplicably.

That person once said that the third glass of wine is a heart-to-heart wine. If we drink the third glass, we will be friends.

Keeping this sentence in mind, she has never had the third glass of wine with others in her life.

It is enough for one "friend" to be needed in your life.

But!

Perhaps he empathized with the tragic fate of Dao San Hanyu. This glass of wine broke the taboo of the broken bee. He held the cup in both hands and drank it politely.

Dao San is complacent, I am so wise.

Dao San pretended to be thinking about the wine pot inadvertently, and there was less than half a glass of wine, so how could he fool the young captain to drink it?

At this moment, the sob sound suddenly came to the other side.

Dao San raised his head in disbelief.

The young captain leaned on her thighs with both hands, lowered her head, and her shoulders kept shaking. Tears in her eyes became a series of crystal clearness, one after another. She cried so sadly, but she forced herself to make no sound.

Is this the young captain I know?

Also, it wouldn't be enough, so I drank three more glasses of wine and people drank and cried.

The victim, Dao San, was inexplicably more guilty, and his hands holding the wine pot kept trembling.

The broken bee's cry that makes people feel even more heartbreaking.

I am not as strong as you think, and I have to bear the sadness alone.

In just three or five seconds, Dao San couldn't stand the girl captain's tearful attack.

Wouldn't I just rely on you for three glasses of wine?

I'll pay you a drink!

Dao San raised the wine pot, his throat purred itchy, and then reached out to grab the wine pot and drank it all.

Three glasses of wine are like intestines, and only the heart is sad.

The broken bee was slightly drunk and had some ignorance. The joy of the past few years rose in her mind until a sudden burst of spiritual pressure on the opposite side.

The broken bee's alcohol was instantly gone eight minutes.

What's going on?

Dao San's pupils in the eyes of the broken bee became pitch black, and the murderous intent that appeared on the whole person made the heart of the broken bee, which still had the remaining alcohol to stumble.

What a murderous intent.

A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the broken bee showed a divine speed without warning, stretched out her palm and placed it flat forward.

This block just blocked the knife that Hanyu Dao San was stabbing towards him.
Chapter completed!