The man swallowed the wine and had no time to feel the taste. Suddenly he felt dizzy, forcing him to almost lean over.
The bartender next to him had seen Song Xiang adding wine and knew that the man could not hold on for a minute, so he looked at him and signaled the bodyguard to drag him down.
Sure enough, as soon as the bodyguard took action, the man leaned over.
A group of men whistled and looked at Song Xiang with a slightly different look.
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little dizzy, and said coolly: "You can't even hold a glass of wine, and you still want to take me away."
She didn't deliberately lower her voice, and many people around her heard her.
"Does that mean I can take you away after you drink your wine?" Someone found a way to guide Song Xiang to open up a little.
Song Xiang glanced at the bartender, who quietly took a bottle of wine from under the counter and gave it to her with an obvious attitude.
Go to death, no one can take you away.
"Okay." Song Xiang gained confidence and immediately started playing, "As long as someone can drink three drinks in a row, I will go with him."
The people present were all masters of the wine table. They had never seen any battle before. Facing a top-notch showman like Song Xiang, some people were rushing to kill him.
Song Xiang mixed the drinks slowly. According to the bartender's hint, each glass of wine was different, but in fact the base wine was the same.
Everyone who came up, without exception, drank by the glass.
After five in a row, the atmosphere became heated and male self-esteem was challenged, which is unforgivable for men.
There was a muscular man with a strong body. He took a sip and didn't even fall down.
The place exploded with cheers and boos.
"Follow me, this guy will definitely treat you right!"
Someone was teasing her with words, and the whole place was filled with laughter.
Song Xiang is not afraid. If the first two glasses are not poured, the third glass will no longer contain wine. She will not follow anyone else no matter what.
She mixed the second cup and placed it in front of the man.
"Sir, please."
In fact, the muscular man's eyes were already spinning. His hand that went to take the glass was trembling, and his eyes were staring at the wine glass motionlessly.
However, everyone around him was booing, forcing him to drink the second cup in one gulp.
one two three……
Didn’t fall!
Song Xiang was slightly shocked, and the whole audience cheered.
"The third cup! The third cup!"
The booing was uniform, as if it had been rehearsed.
The smile on Song Xiang's face did not change, and she secretly took the goodies handed to her by the bartender.
Suddenly! Bang.
The muscular man slumped against the bar and fell unconscious.
There were boos.
Song Xiang also breathed a sigh of relief, no need to waste good things.
The muscular man was carried down by the bodyguards, and that was the end of the death squad. The other people were a little frightened seeing how strong the wine was.
They are all here for fun, it would be boring to drink in the hospital.
Song Xiang scanned around and no one dared to come up. She sat down at the bar and mixed herself a glass of fruit wine, enjoying herself so much that her eyes narrowed.
She was a little drunk and dizzy, but her mind was sober. She was humming songs here and there, and her whole body felt relaxed.
Dong Dong.
Two knocks.
She squinted her eyes and raised her head in a daze.
The man was standing in front of the bar wearing a silver mask, his fingers clasped on the table, and his eyes were staring at her face.
Song Xiang was lying on the bar counter, looking at the man against the colored lights above. She could barely see the man's face. Even on the lower half of his face that was missing from the mask, he could only make out the two thin lips.
His lips are very beautiful in shape and color, and they are just the right shade of red.
"Wine." Seeing that she didn't respond, the other party reminded her in a deep voice.
Song Xiang felt excited all over, feeling that the voice was so familiar. He stood up from the stool and looked at the man in front of him with hazy eyes.
Severe...severe cold?
No, he doesn't know how to teleport. He should be in the imperial capital at this time.
She stared straight at the other person, and the other person became even more impatient and tapped the table repeatedly.
"liquor."
Song Xiang said in a daze, almost forgetting his promise of three glasses of wine.
She casually mixed a glass for the other party without touching the wine in the black bottle.
The man took the wine and turned his fingertips around the rim of the cup, "Three cups, are you coming with me?"
Song Xiang was stunned for a moment before he remembered the bet he had just made and regretted mixing a drink.
She watched the other person take a sip of the wine, then returned the glass to her without any change in expression, "Second glass."
Song Xiang reluctantly kept smiling, feeling a little frightened. The other person's eyes made her feel panicked.
The movement on their side brought the crowd back together who were about to disperse. When they saw that they had already had their second cup, the crowd quickly activated the heckling function.
Song Xiang shook the black wine bottle and found that there was not much liquid in it. It was only enough for one cup at most.
She turned to look at the bartender and found that the bartender avoided her eyes.
what's the situation?
"Don't dare to change things. Weren't you very arrogant just now?" The man raised his thin lips lightly and his tone was mocking.
Song Xiang swallowed and looked at the other person again and again, trying to confirm whether he was Yan Han.
"Hurry up for the second glass of wine," someone next to me urged.
Song Xiang had no choice but to pour all the wine in the black bottle. Anyway, if the man didn't pour it, she still had a special move.
"Your wine." She handed the mixed wine to the man again, just in time to meet his eyes.