In fact, Sister Jin really didn't deceive people, the glass of wine in her hand was indeed her killer feature.

And it was not specially prepared for Ding Fan, but for all those who came to challenge.

The last challenger was an old overseas Chinese who came back from abroad, the old man was not young, but the amount of wine was really good, he drank two glasses in a row, and it was almost the same as Ding Fan now, and everyone thought he had hope.

But before the third glass of wine in Sister Jin's hand was concocted, the old man spurted blood and died on the spot.

Later, after investigation, the old man died of acute gastric perforation, and drinking two kinds of high alcohol is not something you can cope with with with a good amount of alcohol, and you must be able to bear it physically.

Therefore, this glass of wine was not taken out at that time, but it has been placed in the bar all the time, and it has been sealed for almost a year.

After a year of fermentation, the wine in the cup has already become blood-red, it was frozen before, and now it is poured out, and the mouth of the cup is still emitting bursts of white smoke, which looks a little hideous.

As for the alcohol content, in fact, the alcohol content of this glass is not very high, but it is a very low cocktail.

However, in this glass of wine, Sister Jin put a lot of wine to blend, and even used some special spices, the taste is naturally not said, but if you drink this wine, it will inevitably have a special reaction with the two glasses of wine you drank before.

This cup is simply a catalyst for alcohol, but only Sister Jin knows about this matter, and he doesn't know the hidden mystery of Ding Fan, who rarely drinks cocktails.

But the opportunity is in front of him, and he can't retreat at this time.

The people around him kept cheering and shouting, although he didn't care, but he didn't want to lose this opportunity, so he could only pick up the wine glass, take a deep breath, and pour the wine in the cup in one gulp.

The frowning appearance was as if she was drinking poison, and she looked like she was going home, and Sister Jin almost laughed.

A glass of wine in the stomach, the taste seems to be good, there is no strong stimulation as imagined, there seems to be no wine, put down the cold glass in his hand, gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, moved his muscles and bones, it seems that the body does not have any uncomfortable reaction, then I am relieved.

The crowd behind him seemed to know what he was going to do next, and one by one made a way for him to reach the door.

Although his legs were a little numb at this time, his thinking was still quite sober, which had little impact on him, and after adapting to a few steps, he threw off his big stride and walked outside.

Sister Jin looked at his back, smiled meaningfully, and then put away the cup on the table, asked someone to clean the cup, and walked out after her.

The wine she made herself, she naturally knew the power of this wine, as long as Ding Fan walked outside, as soon as the cold wind blew, he couldn't bear it at all.

But when Sister Jin walked out of the gate, she found a fact that surprised her incomparably.

Ding Fan didn't fall down, although his body trembled a little, as if he was about to fall with the wind, but in the end he still poked on the ground and struggled to control his body.

The surrounding drinkers were already excitedly shouting, and they were even more nervous than Sister Jin at this time.

It's just that Sister Jin hopes that Ding Fan will fall, and these drinkers hope that he can hold on.

After all, this rule has been here for a few years, and everyone regards this rule as a huge gap that no one can overcome, in fact, they also know that they don't have this ability, but I hope that one day someone can cross this natural danger that no one can conquer, and see if Sister Jin will really fulfill her promise.

A minute passed, and the crooked Ding Fan still did not fall.

Two minutes passed, and although Ding Fan's body was a little stiff and crumbling, he still did not fall.

......

Until ten minutes later, the unyielding figure was still standing in the cold wind, and the resolute back seemed to have stood in everyone's hearts.

"He's a success!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly asked in a whisper, although the voice was not loud, but because of everything Ding Fan did, everyone focused on time, no one made a sound at all, and even the heartbeat had to be controlled, so when this sound appeared, everyone listened to it in their ears and looked at him in surprise.

Sister Jin took a deep breath, walked behind Ding Fan, clasped her hands tightly in front of her chest, and said faintly, "You won." ”

Three simple words hit everyone's hearts, and after a short silence, a roar of excitement erupted in the crowd, but Ding Fan still turned his back to everyone and did not reflect at all.

Sister Jin glanced at Ding Fan curiously, her brows suddenly furrowed, and she hurriedly walked in front of him, only to find that at this time, this man actually closed his eyes, clenched his teeth and had a hideous expression, as if he was enduring some pain.

Seeing that he still had a reaction, Sister Jin was also relieved, in fact, she was really a little afraid of whether Ding Fan was dead just now.

"You...... Are you alright?"

"Uh, uh......"

didn't get a positive answer, but Ding Fan's vomiting sound made everyone who was very excited before stunned instantly, and even Sister Jin was not much better, and was sprayed head-on.

......

The morning sun sprinkled on Ding Fan's face, the warm feeling, as if he had returned to his childhood, the refreshing and innocent taste, really made him a little reluctant to wake up.

"Hmmm......"

After stretching hard, Ding Fan finally opened his eyes, and the ivory white ceiling in front of him and the simple European-style decoration allowed him to confirm that he was definitely not in the hospital now.

He still barely remembers what he had done yesterday, but only when he walked out of the bar.

After going out, the cold wind blows in your face...... After that, he didn't have any impression at all.

He could remember that after drinking four glasses of wine, he almost passed out when the cold wind blew, and the rest seemed to be ......

"Awake?"

Ding Fan was still reminiscing, but was interrupted by a woman's voice, which frightened him and quickly turned around to look over.

Sister Jin stood at the door wearing a loose silk nightgown, hanging two white and delicate big * legs, leaning against the edge of the door, seeing that her eyes were a little dark, obviously she didn't sleep well last night.

"Why are you here?" Ding Fan was still a little confused now, and asked with a weak mind.

Sister Jin rolled her eyes directly, and said coquettishly: "This is my home, can't I be here?"

When Ding Fan heard this, he hurriedly got up, but as soon as he was halfway up, he immediately lay back, pulled the cup tightly with both hands, looked down at the quilt, and immediately frowned: "I, what about my clothes?"

Sister Jin didn't think so, turned around and left for a few minutes, threw a piece of clothing to him casually and said, "Your clothes have been washed, I don't have men's clothes here, you can wear this first!"

Ding Fan reached out and took the clothes, but it turned out to be a bathrobe, with a faint fragrance on it, and he subconsciously smelled it.

But this action was seen by Sister Jin, and her face instantly turned red.

"I've washed it, don't wear it if you dislike it!"

Sister Jin said angrily, and a pair of big moist eyes glared fiercely at Ding Fan.

It seems that if he really dares to say that he dislikes it, Sister Jin may rush up and bite him to death.

Ding Fan didn't seem to have been so nervous before, he didn't wear the clothes in his hand, and finally glanced at Sister Jin, and said helplessly: "Can you avoid it, I'm here...... It's all empty!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Sister Jin suddenly laughed: "Are you still afraid to watch it, you have already seen it last night." ”

Early in the morning, he was still in a state of hangover and unawakened, but he was completely stunned by this series of indiscriminate bombardments.

Ding Fan now wants to know what he did last night.

If she did something sorry for Qin Lu yesterday, she might have castrated herself with one knife when she went back, and Qin Lu would definitely be able to do this kind of thing.

As soon as he thought of Qin Lu, the cold sweat on Ding Fan's forehead came out.

Fortunately, Sister Jin didn't really stand at the door all the time, laughed for a while and turned around and went out.

After putting on the bathrobe, Ding Fan secretly walked out of the room like a thief.

found that Sister Jin was a little tired sitting at the dining table drinking milk, but the only thing in the room was that she didn't see her clothes.

"Come over to dinner, are you going to wait for me to feed you?"

Sister Jin put down the milk in her hand and pointed to the opposite position.

Ding Fan could only give up the plan to find clothes and run secretly, pulled the bathrobe that was not long, and cautiously walked to the edge of the table, at this time he was really thirsty, his throat seemed to have been cut by a knife, he picked up the milk on the table and poured it hard, he didn't dare to raise his head down, and after thinking for a while, he still asked: "Yesterday...... I ......"

Before she finished asking, Sister Jin sat opposite and snorted, looking tired.

Ding Fan asked casually: "It's okay if you haven't rested?"

If he didn't ask this, it might be fine, but as soon as he asked this, Sister Jin rolled her eyes directly, snorted and said: "You are embarrassed to say, this night, my bones almost fell apart after tossing, and I was sprayed all over my body, and it was everywhere, and after cleaning up, I was in the shower, and it was dawn!"

Ding Fan, who had just stuffed a mouthful of bread, almost choked to death by her words.

At this moment, my mind has already begun to paint a picture of what happened last night, and the sweat of nervousness is running down my face, as if I can't lock the water on my body anymore.

Sister Jin didn't care, picked up the tissue on the table, and carefully wiped it for him.

This kind of intimate action is already imaginative, coupled with the embarrassing breakfast between the two of them, and what happened in a daze last night, Ding Fan is now dead.

"Then I...... That ......"

Seeing Ding Fan's spitting appearance, Sister Jin seemed very happy, a smile crossed the corner of her mouth, and she clasped her hands around her chest and said with a smile: "If you don't think about it, you just think about it, if you can't figure it out, don't think about it, I don't want to hear it anyway." ”

"After eating, clean up, put on your clothes and walk away, you can pretend that nothing happened today. ”

"You sleep...... I'm going to rest for the night, help me lock the door when I go!"

Sister Jin was free and easy, turned around and left after speaking, stepping on the floor with her bare feet, leaving a gorgeous back, but Ding Fan had a headache and couldn't understand what she just said.

It seems to be talking about something at the table, but thinking about what happened last night, it always feels like she means something else.

"What's this called!" Ding Fan grabbed his hair with a headache, desperately recalling what happened yesterday.

It's just that in the end, he had no choice but to give up, and until this time he didn't quit drinking.