"What about you?" Yang Di looked down at Juniper, feeling a little gloating in his heart. The guy looked like he probably didn't have much ink in his belly either.
"It's all without saying anything!" Du Song chuckled.
In an instant, Yang Di burst into tears, "Nima, you are so cruel!"
"Here, have another drink!" Jun Song smiled and poured wine for Yang Di.
"Okay!" Yang Di raised his head, looking forward to it, and there was indeed a murmur in his heart. Damn, the taste just now is really not good. It feels very difficult to pronounce. Why do you want to do it again?
"Dulu~~~" I drank it hard, but damn, it was still hard to speak.
"Come again!" Juniper poured the wine again, and he drank it himself, but only took a small sip each time, as if he cherished the wine like gold.
"Gulu!" Yang Di drank again, and it was even harder to swallow.
"Haha, a thousand glasses of wine are too few to meet a close friend. You should drink up all the good red wine after opening it. Otherwise, it would be a waste of money if you turn it into a bottle of vinegar!" Juniper persuaded and poured another glass.
"Dulu!" Yang Di took it, smiled, and drank it. The more he drank, the worse the taste became. Could it be that there was something wrong with his sense of taste, or... all expensive red wines tasted like this?
"Come again!"
"Gulu!"
"Come again!"
"..."
After a while, the entire 750ml bottle of Lafite finally reached its bottom.
At this time, Yang Di felt like her stomach was turning and she wanted to go to the toilet.
And the people around, including the little waitress, all looked at Juniper with different eyes, and became a little admiring. What a generous person, two-thirds of the wine worth 70,000 to 80,000 yuan was given to friends.
.
Such good rich people are rare these days. Alas, that boy is so enviable. He has such a good buddy...
"Haha, my brother seems to be a real lover of wine. I am impressed by his large amount of wine!"
After the waiter cleared the table, Jun Song looked at Yang Di with a smile, his face was calm, and there was no sign of the pain in his body after drinking up a bottle of red wine worth RMB 70,000 to RMB 80,000.
"Haha." Yang Di laughed dryly and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
"Well, let's go together." Juniper stood up.
…
A moment later, two figures stood side by side in front of the urinal in the bathroom of Xiandao Coffee House, shaking coquettishly.
"Brother, to be honest, don't tell me that wine of yours is really Lafite!"
"Haha, it's a Lafite... bottle, but in order to support domestic products, I replaced it with local red wine." Juniper smiled mysteriously.
"What brand?"
“Mountain boutique!”
"Mountain boutique? What a weird and simple name. I seem to have seen it somewhere..." Yang Di recalled with a smile on his face.
"Hmm... the largest barrel is in front of the wholesale store."
"Depend on!!!"
…
When he came out again, Yang Di was walking in front, with a face that was already possessed by Mr. Bao.
"Sir, are you feeling unwell?" At the top of the stairs, a waitress with two dimples on her pretty face came up to her with concern.
"My stomach hurts!" Yang Di said with a dark face.
"Stomach pain? We have digestion tablets here. Do you need two tablets for you? It's free." The little girl said very thoughtfully.
"Give me a knife." Yang Di's face turned darker.
"Knife..." The little girl didn't turn around for a moment.
"I want to kill someone!"
"..." The little girl immediately stayed where she was, watching Yang Di return to the sofa area.
…
"嘘嘚嘚嘚~~~" After sitting down, Yang Di's teeth were still chattering.
"ah!"
Suddenly, the little girl at the top of the stairs screamed, scaring many guests.
"It's okay, it's okay, I just accidentally bumped into the door beam, it's okay." Jun Song looked around with a smile, comforting everyone and the little waitress.
He smiled brightly, but the black circle on his left eye was swollen and very clear, comparable to that of a panda.
The little waitress was shocked by his panda eyes just now. She was fine when she first entered, but why did she look like this when she came out?
"Hehe..." In an instant, many thoughtful people suddenly realized, hiding and snickering.
"Kekeke..." Several waitress girls also covered their mouths and couldn't help laughing after Jun Song left.
The little girl with two cute dimples on her pretty face who had received Yang Di yesterday and was standing at the top of the stairs seemed to be half a beat too slow in her reaction.
"Hahaha..." The next moment, the little girl came back to her senses and was completely overjoyed, laughing so hard that tears almost flowed out.
From a distance, the manager stared at her.
"Oh." The little girl retracted her head and stuck out her pink tongue cutely. Then, she couldn't help but look at Yang Di on the sofa with sympathy.
Juniper came over and sat down and asked with concern: "Is your stomach okay? Do you want a bowl of hot soup to ward off the cold?"
"Is your face okay? Do you want a cooked egg to cover your eyes?" Yang Di also replied with concern.
Immediately, two murderous gazes collided in the air, causing sparks to fly.
Both of them were laughing sinisterly. Juniper patted his belly and Yang Di rubbed his eyes. They demonstrated to each other and refused to compromise.
"Okay, it was my fault just now." After a few breaths, Jun Song finally compromised, but he was still a little aggrieved. He covered his eyes with a pained look and said resentfully: "But you shouldn't take the opportunity to knock me.
It's a rip-off, right? In fact, it's your fault for not treating someone so unscrupulous, right?"
"Haha." Yang Di hummed and laughed. Suddenly, his stomach was filled with butterflies.
"Okay, if the matter can be negotiated, I will give you the 8888 bottle of Bordeaux in the store as compensation." Juniper sighed, suddenly feeling like he had met his opponent, and took another step back.
"Tch, I've never seen a wealthy young man as stingy as you." Yang Di was scornful. He was very unhappy about what happened just now, but seeing how sincere this kid was, his expression finally relaxed a little.
"That's my dad's money, not mine. I said I'm not afraid of your jokes, but in fact I'm very poor!" Jun Song was helpless.
"Haha," Yang Di smiled expressionlessly, "Is there any difference?"
"Yes! You don't understand..." Jun Song straightened up and his face became solemn.
"Oh?" Yang Di was surprised and suddenly became curious.
This is the first time I have seen such a stingy Kuo Shao. Could there be some hidden secret in it?
"When we get used to it later, I will tell you naturally." Jun Song refused to say it clearly and kept it secret.
"What about now?" Yang Di was annoyed. He always felt that this kid was a big trap. Of course, he himself was also a big trap.
The two pits met, so just now he drank a large bottle of low-quality red wine, and at the same time...he gave Juniper a punch!
"Now..." Jun Song suddenly smiled mysteriously, "Now let's talk business!"
"I can't trust you!" Yang Di said expressionlessly.
Juniper was a little embarrassed, and then revealed the truth: "Actually, I can't trust you either!"
"..." Yang Di was confused. Who are these people? Do they have unshakable self-esteem? Compared with this guy, he really deserves to be despised to death for his crazy behavior at the school anniversary party that day.
Simply weak burst!
"Okay, we're not kidding, I'm serious." After feeling embarrassed, Jun Song suddenly stood up, smiling mysteriously, with an ambiguous look in his eyes, and wanted to come closer.
"What are you going to do?"
Yang Di crossed his chest and stepped back. His heart was full of aversion, and he was ready for another old punch. He looked at the face with a mean smile and wanted to fight for his integrity to the end.
"You really don't want me to come close?" Jun Song saw that he had already clenched his fist, and his heart tightened, and the smile on his face was frozen. The old punch just now had already beaten him to pieces, and he didn't want to suffer it again.
"No, I'm a serious person!" Yang Di refused. He had planned a harem, but he was not interested in men, so he couldn't do it decisively!
"Okay, let me tell you," Jun Song looked hurt and sighed: "Actually, you are a cultivator..."
Yang Di was proud of the previous sentence, but as soon as the word "cultivation" came out of Jun Song's mouth, he was startled and quickly stood up and covered the guy's mouth with his hands.