"Well, drink liquor, okay, no problem, drink liquor and drink liquor! Pour it directly into this cup and drink it. Yang Zhiwen had obviously substituted himself into the role of the red-faced god of wine, only to see him wave his hand and say what he just said very domineeringly.

Uh-huh? Han Feng raised his head, looked at Yang Zhiwen with a smile and thoughtfulness, this kid, really thought he was a god of wine, and he actually dared to drink liquor with himself?

Han Feng is still very confident in his own amount of alcohol, when he was on the battlefield before, his favorite drink was the kind of super high liquor sold on the street for 2 yuan a bottle, Erguotou, with his current physique, it is not a problem to drink dozens of bottles casually, even if he is standing opposite the real god of wine, Han Feng is not afraid, not to mention that this Yang Zhiwen is just a second stunned person who pretends to be forced?

Seeing Han Feng staring at him with a smile, why did Yang Zhiwen always feel that there was a trace of hair on his back?

It wasn't until the younger brother pulled the corner of his clothes and looked at the red wine bottle in the younger brother's hand that Yang Zhiwen felt that something was wrong, I damn it, I was too involved just now, I really thought I was the god of wine? Drinking liquor? A small cup is probably enough to choke, and you still have to drink the goblet of red wine? Isn't this looking for your own smoke?

If you calm down for a while just now, you can tell Han Feng that you are good at drinking red and not white, and you can continue to cheat with blackcurrant juice, but now that your head is hot, you actually agreed to Tang Mi's little witch's request to drink liquor, and it is really difficult for me to ride a tiger today!

What now? Yang Zhiwen made a difficulty.

Before, as soon as I heard that a big cup was going to be used to drink liquor here, the nosy classmates all came up, under so many pairs of eyes, it was obviously impossible to regret it, Yang Zhiwen could only agree hard, and pretended to be generous and said: "Brother Han, what wine you want to drink, it's up to you to decide!" ”

"Hmm!" How could he not see the apprehension in Yang Zhiwen's heart? However, he still pretended not to know, and said with a big grin: "Forget it, classmate Yang, let's save you some money, let's drink Erguotou, the cheapest kind." ”

Uh....Yang Zhiwen's face couldn't help but change Tie Qing, Nima, am I sending you this money? Do I need you to save me this money?

He understands that there may be some liquor with a slightly lower degree among the higher prices, and there are still 38 and 39 degrees. However, although Yang Zhiwen can't drink, he has heard of the name of Erguotou, and I am afraid that this degree can reach eighty or ninety degrees! It's almost comparable to anhydrous alcohol, it's the wine that some super wine tanks choose to drink, this Korean style He actually chose to drink Erguotou, isn't this going for my life?

He won't be scared in the name of my god of wine, and he wants to die with me.

Yang Zhiwen's head was spinning rapidly, and his eyes were also dripping there, looking at the juice poured into Han Feng's wine glass, his eyes lit up suddenly!

Han Feng, he actually drinks juice? Hehe, it seems that he doesn't drink either, it turns out that he was also pulling the tiger Pila banner and pretending to be BI with me just now, then I'm still afraid of him! Besides, this hotel is full of my eyeliner, so what if you really drink with him? The second pot head is also a colorless liquid, and the boiled water is also a colorless liquid, hehe, a wonderful jihua was born spontaneously in Yang Zhiwen's mind!

Hmph, Han Feng, tell you to pretend, pretend hard, the corners of Yang Zhiwen's mouth rose slightly, revealing a subtle smile.

"Okay, Brother Han, although it is a little inappropriate to drink Erguotou on this occasion, since it is your favorite wine, then I will not refute your face, Erguotou will be Erguotou!" Yang Zhiwen said lightly.

Well? Did you really promise to come down? However, this is also expected by Han Feng, it seems that Yang Zhiwen should have thought of a way to deal with it, Han Feng thought to himself in his heart. Actually, Han Feng really didn't take Yang Zhiwen seriously, no matter how you play tricks, your IQ is here, what big waves can you make?

Regarding the wonderful inference that Yang Zhiwen made when he saw Han Feng eating juice just now, Han Feng really didn't expect it.

Han Feng weishenme does not drink alcohol, but chooses to drink juice? The reason is simple.

Although Han Feng drinks a lot, he has no addiction to alcohol, it doesn't matter if he drinks it or not, he sees that the eldest lady and Mi Mi are drinking juice there, and he doesn't want to do anything special, the juice is juice, it would be good if he could quench his thirst, in Han Feng's opinion, drinks are also thirst-quenching, and wine is also thirst-quenching, and there is no essential difference.

I have to admit that Yang Zhiwen's imagination is still very rich, and people who drink juice at dinner won't drink? One can only say to this theory: "Hehe! ”

"Well, since you have chosen to eat Erguotou, you don't need to pour the inside of the wine glass, just blow directly on the bottle, what kind of wine has what kind of way to eat. This grade of wine is the most delicious to eat! Han Feng said with a smile.

Well? Yang Zhiwen was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal, and sneered in his heart: Han Feng, Han Feng, it's all at this point, you are still pretending!! This second pot has a bottle of 200ML, right, he actually said to toast directly to the bottle? Originally, I was really afraid of you, but now, my low-level tricks have been seen through by me, and I am still afraid that you will not succeed?

Yang Zhiwen immediately waved his hand and said with a big grin: "It's okay, just blow on the bottle, it doesn't matter..."

The onlookers couldn't help but be dumbfounded, Nima, I'm C, these people who blow the bottle with two pots are ruthless, I thought that Yang Zhiwen's alcohol was very good, but I didn't expect this Han Feng to be a hidden master!!

"Well, then order two bottles of Erguotou!" Han Feng is still so unfazed.

"Hmmm! Okay, then I'll go and order a drink! Yang Zhiwen said, "But, just now, I drank so much wine, go and put some water first, you wait, I'll bring the wine later." ”

Hehe...... Han Feng smiled slightly and nodded.

Because Yang Zhiwen did drink a lot of wine before, his classmates did not suspect him, and it was normal to go to the toilet.

At the time when Yang Zhiwen left, the classmates were talking about other issues again, but I believe that when Yang Zhiwen bought the wine back, the lively classmates would rush up again.

"Brother Feng, Sister Qiqi, do you really believe that this Yang Zhiwen goes to the toilet?" Tang Mi asked.

"Hehe, what do you say?" Han Feng seemed to be smiling.

"Well, I think this Yang Zhiwen is going to do something again!" Zhang Yuqi said.

"Uh-huh! I didn't expect you all to guess it! Tang Mi smiled, "Brother Feng, let's continue to let Mi Mi perform next, okay?" ”

"Huh? All right! Han Feng smiled and nodded. This Yang Zhiwen wants to play tricks in front of the little witch? Isn't this looking for death?

"Mi Mi, what is your jihua? Tell me about it! Zhang Yuqi said with a smile.

Tang Mi winked at Zhang Yuqi mysteriously, and then attached his mouth to her ear: "Yang Zhiwen will 100% replace the second pot head with boiled water, and ...... when the time comes."

Poor Yang Zhiwen is still nervous there.