Chapter 81 Let her drink three glasses of wine too
Song Xiang expected that Yan Han would not let go easily, but now even if she was asked to pick the stars for Yan Han, she would have to move the ladder immediately.
The man sat next to her, with a trace of evil flashing in his eyes, "Do you know who made me get wet last night?"
He asked in a casual tone, as if he was not asking for a crime.
A chill ran down Song Xiang's spine. Shouldn't this guy want her to get cold water?
She tightened her skirt and smiled mechanically, "I don't know..."
"A ungrateful woman." The man suddenly suppressed the smile in his eyes and said word by word, "If I catch her, I will kill her."
Song Xiang: "..."
"What do you think?" Yan Han asked again.
Song Xiang laughed dryly, "You're right, she deserves to die."
"Before I got cold water from her, I drank three glasses of strong wine because of her." Yan Han snorted and asked Song Xiang: "How do you think this account should be settled?"
Song Xiang's back felt cold, he closed his eyes, and the strong man broke his wrist, "Let her drink it too!"
Yan Han clapped his hands, "Good idea."
Song Xiang vomited blood in her heart and stared at the dog man's neck. She really wanted to bite him and let his blood splatter on the spot.
"Would you like a drink?" Lu Zechen, who was watching the show, appeared again, his eyes shining, "I have plenty here, feel free to drink."
Yan Han stood up and walked towards the bar with his long legs, "I will mix the wine myself, do you want to try it?"
When I heard this, I was talking to Song Xiang.
Song Xiang stood up and followed him, feeling anxious, "It's an honor for me to drink the wine you mixed."
As she spoke, her eyes kept staring at the bottles of wine in Yan Han's hand. They were all strong liquor, vodka, and brandy, and they were all deadly.
Yan Han walked into the bar, picked out three cups, looked at Song Xiang and said, "Don't drink too much, three cups are enough."
The cup was not big, but just looking at it made Song Xiang feel that Yan Han was being merciful.
As soon as she relaxed, Yan Han opened the vodka cup and filled all three cups without ceremony.
Song Xiang stared at the three cups in front of him, with all the curse words floating in his mind.
"Is this the wine you mixed?"
Yan Han leaned sideways against the bar and said confidently, "Minimalism."
fart!
Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's very meaningful."
"As long as you understand." Yan Han was not embarrassed at all.
The two of them went back and forth, playing the fool to the extreme. Lu Zechen and Gong Shiheng enjoyed watching it, and they adjusted it appropriately.
"If a girl drinks such three cups, it will probably harm her body." Gong Shiheng disapproved a little and looked at Yan Han, "It would be better to mix it with some juice."
Yan Han looked at Song Xiang and smiled, "Do you want juice?"
Song Xiang twitched her lips and shrugged at Gong Shiheng, "Thank you, Master Gong, but I don't like juice very much."
"Right." Yan Han leaned forward and lazily pushed a glass of wine in front of Song Xiang, saying: "Vodka must be drunk with alcohol, otherwise it will be a waste of natural resources."
You are a father, and whatever you say is right.
Song Xiang glanced at the wine in front of him, raised his glass, and saluted Yan Han, "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for being willing to lend me money."
After saying that, without giving myself a chance to regret, I raised my head and drank it all in one gulp!
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It was like a fire was burning through his throat and all his internal organs. Song Xiang immediately curled up and gritted his teeth to hold back the indescribable feeling after a breath of suffocation.
She felt like her whole body was on fire, and her brain seemed to be struggling in her head and about to pop out in the next second.
"Are you okay?" Gong Shiheng was a little worried and came forward with a plate of fruit, "Eat slowly."
Song Xiang wanted to eat it, and out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of Yan Han's expressionless face. She gritted her teeth and shook her hand silently.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's cruel. I've come all the way to give you a gift." Lu Zechen made a look of disdain and knocked on the table, "I'm going to die after just one cup. I won't be able to drink another two."
Dead bodies were found on the spot.”
Song Xiang also estimated this. After drinking one glass, she is still holding her stomach.
Yan Han stood up straight with one hand in his pocket and his eyes fixed on the woman's head.
"I drank three large glasses last night, and the last one was vodka." He suddenly said coolly.
Song Xiang gritted her teeth, feeling the same at this moment. She instantly felt that she was really cruel last night, but then she thought about it, she didn't force Yan Han to drink, he did it himself.
She reluctantly straightened up, bit her lip, stared at the two glasses of wine in front of her, and stretched out her hand again.
"I'll have a drink for her."
Gong Shiheng suddenly stepped forward and blocked Song Xiang's move to bring the wine.
Song Xiang was surprised and couldn't help but look at him.
Yan Han stood behind the bar, his eyes wandering back and forth between the two of them, and his face quickly darkened.
"Who are you to drink two million glasses of wine for her?"
When Lu Zechen heard that this tone was wrong, he quickly went to start a fight, "What are you doing, why are you taking it seriously?"
He casually picked up a glass of wine, drank it down, looked at Yan Han and said, "Hurry up, drink it, and leave a way for this girl to survive."
Yan Han did not move, but stared at Gong Shiheng.
Gong Shiheng had no choice but to take back his hands and make a gesture of surrender.
Song Xiang pursed his lips and stretched out his hand again, ready to drink it himself.
However, before her hand touched the last glass of wine, a man's hand took away the glass first.