After drinking this cup, Yang Xiaolin was already three and a half cups of Jian Nanchun's belly, which was one and a half catties.

Looking at his face again, it was only a little red, and other than that, there was no drunkenness.

The animals looked at him dumbfounded, and their hearts were full of surprise, and all kinds of thoughts came to their hearts.

There are suspicions: this guy can't be magical, secretly hide the wine when drinking, or secretly pour it out.

There is a sigh: This kid is simply a Dionysian-level drinker.

It's more worrying: with this kid's ruthlessness, if he is targeted for a while, there will be absolutely no good fruit to eat, and I just hope that he will get drunk before he finds himself.

And the most depressed person at this time is probably Zhang Yuan.

Just now, Zhang Yuan drank half a catty of Jian Nanchun in one go, and tried his best to suppress the surging wine in his stomach, not only did he not spit it out on the spot, but he was also able to encourage him to stand firm on the edge of the table.

For him, this should be regarded as a super-level performance, especially compared to the mouse just now, it is simply a perfect table.

Just when Zhang Yuan was secretly proud in his heart, Yang Xiaolin actually played such a trick for him.

Watching Yang Xiaolin smile and turn the wine glass upside down, proving that there was no remaining wine in the glass, and at the same time urging him to drink the full glass of liquor in front of him.

Where does Zhang Yuan still have the ability to continue drinking, at this time, just smelling the wine already makes him feel a little untenable.

What to do? Zhang Yuan didn't think much about it, he closed his eyes directly, and fell back very simply.

Anyway, if you want to pour it, instead of taking another sip and half a sip and getting drunk, it is better to pour it directly now.

As for giving this soil bun a good-looking idea in front of Zhou Yinger, anyway, it will be a long time in the future, and it is a stupid act to fight with this wine jar.

As soon as Zhang Yuan fell like this, someone next to him was about to help him up, Yang Xiaolin seemed to be taken aback, and shouted: "Oops......"

This voice was very sudden and abrupt, which made the two people who were about to help Zhang Yuan slightly stunned.

Just as they were stunned, Zhang Yuan had fallen backwards to the ground without relying on it, and made a "bump" sound.

These guys didn't even pick me up. This was Zhang Yuan's thought for a split second before he fainted.

The wine was pounding, Zhang Yuan estimated that it would be difficult to wake up tonight, Yang Xiaolin shrugged his shoulders, and said with a look of concern: "Senior Zhang won't break it." ”

Someone immediately checked Zhang Yuan's condition and found that he was breathing very steadily, and although his head was broken, there was no bleeding.

Hey, it's a pity, it's cheap, Yang Xiaolin followed Lao Tian and learned a lot of medical skills, so he could see at a glance that Zhang Yuan was fine.

"Don't stand still, sit down." Zhou Yinger pulled Yang Xiaolin's arm and said.

Zhang Yuan's fall, Zhou Yinger did not have much joy, but became more worried.

When the mouse was less than half a cup, he vomited the sky; Zhang Yuan fell to the ground with a glass of wine, unconscious; Yang Xiaolin has already drunk three glasses, a full pound and a half of high liquor.

Even if he looked normal now and showed no signs of drunkenness, she couldn't help but worry about him.

Yang Xiaolin showed a smile that reassured her, and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

"Sit down." Zhou Ying'er rarely showed a rather stern look and said, "Don't be reckless." Hurry up and sit down for a bite to eat. ”

Also, aren't the two pretending to be a couple, they want to cooperate with Zhou Yinger.

Seeing Ying'er pull Yang Xiaolin to sit down and keep serving him vegetables, the corners of Qian Meifu's mouth twitched slightly, revealing a rather weird smile.

Ying'er's little girl's concerned expression doesn't look like she's pretending, she won't really fall in love with this stinky boy.

Qian Meifu thought of this, and glanced at Yang Xiaolin deeply.

For some reason, the more Qian Meifu looked at this dumpling junior, the more pleasing he felt to the eye; Probably because he always surprises himself.

"Don't worry, either." Qian Meifu glanced at the group of animals and said, "I have to let Senior Brother Yang breathe a sigh of relief." ”

"Of course, that's of course......" Even if the animals are thick-skinned, they are embarrassed to take advantage of the danger too much.

And Zhang Yuan's fate also made them feel worried, if anyone expressed too much, maybe they would become the next person to be ordered by Yang Xiaolin.

Although Yang Xiaolin drank a terrifying amount of alcohol, no one in the box would believe that he could pour all the livestock alone, so the more he was behind, the safer he was.

"Can you still drink it? Is there anything wrong with it? Don't be fooled. Zhou Ying'er added vegetables to Yang Xiaolin and said this softly in a low voice.

That look of concern, worry, was simply envious of the animals; Those animals who had a lot of thoughts about Zhou Ying'er looked at Yang Xiaolin's gaze and couldn't help but become sharp again.

Yang Xiaolin kept these hostile gazes in his heart one by one, and when he toasted for a while, these people would inevitably bear the brunt.

Qian Meifu found that a group of people were watching Yang Xiaolin eat and eat, and as if he remembered something, he said, "Let's eat some too." ”

"Just now, in order to wait for me, everyone didn't eat, even if they fought for wine, they would fill their stomachs." Qian Meifu said, picked up the dishes and chopsticks himself, and ate them.

When everyone heard this, they nodded one after another, especially the cattle who thought of the tragic situation of the mouse and Zhang Yuan just now, and they all felt that if they had eaten some food first and weighed their stomachs, the two of them should not be so unbearable.

Because of the matter of fighting for wine, the efficiency of everyone's meal is quite high, and it only takes about ten minutes, and everyone puts down the dishes and chopsticks.

Seeing this, Qian Meifu smiled bitterly: "Originally, it was planned to hold a reception banquet for Ying'er, but it turned out to be a cocktail party. ”

"Ying'er, go back and wait for your military training to end, and Sister Qian will give you another one."

Yang Xiaolin also scratched his head, and said with some guilt: "It's all my fault for being late, so that now there is a bit of a lack of priority." ”

"Well, I'll respect five more seniors. Even if it's to make amends for being late this time. Seniors, seniors, do you think it's okay? ”

When the cattle heard this, they glanced at each other, and then saluted the five people, Yang Xiaolin had to drink at least two and a half catties, plus what he drank before, that is, a full four catties of high-grade liquor.

Four catties of high liquor, what kind of concept is that, at least they have never seen someone who has drunk so much wine before and can not get drunk.

"Hey, four catties of Jian Nanchun drink it. This kid definitely can't hold on. ”

"Yes, let's not let Miss Qian and Ying'er look flat, you have to be generous, and promise him."

After some whispered discussion, the cattle agreed to Yang Xiaolin's offer.

"The seniors are really generous, juniors, I thank you for your understanding." Yang Xiaolin smiled and nodded to the animals.

Many of the cattle's faces couldn't help but turn red, such a group of seniors fighting for a junior brother, how to look at this, how to say it, it seems that it has nothing to do with generosity.

The fight continues.

The five people chosen by Yang Xiaolin were naturally the masters of those hostile eyes.

These people, although the amount of wine is not bad, but compared with Zhang Yuan, it is not at the same level.

One cup is barely there, and the second cup is not even daring to touch it; It was Yang Xiaolin who overturned several seniors one by one very smoothly.

When Yang Xiaolin was the last one, the box door was suddenly pushed open, and a handsome boy walked in.

"Sister Qian, Ying'er, I'm sorry, I'm late." As soon as the boy walked into the box, his affectionate eyes fell on Zhou Yinger.