Originally, he felt that Xiao Yun was drunk, and he felt confident that he was holding a voucher.
You can see that this guy drinks fiercer, and even his eyes have not changed. Jiang Xiuran's heart began to retreat.
His alcohol is good, but this super deep -water bomb can only drink about two cups at most.
If this cup of Xiao Yun still didn't fall down ...
No, no no!
impossible!
Jiang Xiuran shook his head in his heart and denied his thoughts.
This kid must be pretended. Normal people drink so much wine, it has been gone long ago.
He doesn't believe Xiao Yun can persist!
Thinking of this, Jiang Xiuran's heart recovered a little bit of confidence.
He secretly looked back at Lin Qiaoqiao, and then seemed to be determined, took a deep breath, lifted the glass tank in front of him and drank it.
"Guru! Guru!"
In the second glass of wine, Jiang Xiuran had no previous kind of heroic.
I saw that he closed his eyes, frowned, and the one or five officials were twisted together, as if drinking a tank of extremely bitter Chinese medicine.
Every time he swallowed a bite, his throat was hot, and his stomach was tumbling. His strong vomiting felt like a wave of waves.
But when so many people looked at themselves, Lin Qiaoqiao was among them. Jiang Xiuran had to swallow the wine back again!
At the end of the drink, his face was already obvious, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. The whole person was like a sweat steaming room.
In this glass of wine, Jiang Xiuran stopped and stopped, and it took five or six minutes to finish it.
When the wine glass was put down, his mind was fainted into a paste, and there were three heavy shadows in seeing people.
The sense of dizziness accompanied the headache, and there was a sour water in his stomach, and it seemed that he might spit it out at any time!
Watching Xiao Yun stood in front of himself with a smile, his eyes mocked, and Jiang Xiuran's heart suddenly became angry, and he stabbed his thigh!
No, you must not spit out!
Never lose to this stinky silk!
Finally, after he vomited twice, he pressed the vomiting in his stomach.
"It's time for you to drink!"
Jiang Xiuran had a little unstable standing, and he could even find that his tongue was numb.
But strong self -esteem, still let him grit his teeth and say this ruthless words.
Looking at his appearance of not seeing the coffin and not crying, Xiao Yun was funny, shook his head, and made himself full of wine with a large glass tank.
"Guru! Guru!"
In less than ten seconds, he drank the third glass of wine.
Putting down the glass, Xiao Yun wiped his mouth and smashed it twice: "This wine is still not enough, it doesn't drink it, I think it's our old white dry!"
When he said this, he mocked and relaxed his face, as if he was really drinking, but a few glasses of boiled water.
At this time, the crowd in the box was completely dull.
His mother, is this boy still a human?
With so many spirits mixed together, I drank three major tanks, and they were just like a child!
Jiang Xiuran was even more stupid, looking at Xiao Yun's eyes, like watching a monster!
Where did they know that Xiao Yun was so able to drink because of the whole fighting wine, he quietly ran the true gas in his body.
Whenever the drink enters the stomach, he uses Qi Qi to wave most of the alcohol.
Therefore, for him, these cups of mixed wine are really similar to boiling water! This chapter has been completed!