Chapter 122: Gu Jing, You Still Don't Drink?
Listening to Gu Jing's concerned words, although Mu Zhitao's heart was warm, the flatness of his tone made Mu Zhitao a little depressed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
But she didn't show it, so she smiled and said, "I'll pay attention, if I wanted to be as stupid as I used to study, I guess I would have been eaten by others a long time ago." ā
Eaten?
Gu Jing couldn't help but be a little puzzled when he heard the awkwardness in Mu Zhitao's words, but he didn't ask, and he didn't notice the discomfort in Mu Zhitao's heart.
Looking at Gu Jing's faint appearance, Mu Zhitao changed the topic with a smile and said: "According to the company's arrangement, the next stop is City B, the snacks in City B are notoriously good, the hot sauce I bought there with my colleagues last time is good, I want to buy more this time." ā
It's pepper again.
Gu Jing heard Mu Zhitao's words of some excitement, and his brows frowned unconsciously.
Before, under his nose, he could still restrain his habit of spicy, but now Mu Zhitao is going to leave his grasp for more than a month, who knows if she will eat casually and damage her body.
The more Gu Jing thought about it, the more he felt that it was not okay to indulge Mu Zhi Tao like this, so he opened his mouth and said: "Zhi Tao, don't eat so many chili peppers when you go to other places, it's not good for your health." ā
Gu Jing's words came quickly, and the shopping list that Mu Zhitao was thinking about was also interrupted because of Gu Jing's words, she frowned and complained: "The shopping list I just drew up in my mind is gone, I will definitely buy something this time, even if I can't take it out, I will come back full." ā
Hearing Mu Zhitao's stubborn words, Gu Jing's brows furrowed, he didn't interrupt the consciousness of the foodie to prepare the menu at all, he only felt that in the face of Mu Zhitao's obsession with chili peppers, he had to take action to stop it.
Gu Jing looked at Mu Zhitao's appearance of counting his fingers, and suddenly said with a flash of inspiration: "Zhitao, the current scenery is good, why don't we make a bet?" ā
Hearing the bet, Mu Zhitao's interest in thinking about the menu was gone, she turned her head to look at it, and said to Gu Jing, "What's the bet?" ā
Seeing that Mu Zhitao was also very interested, Gu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, only feeling that the trap he had placed was too good, and Mu Zhitao, the rabbit, was about to run towards the trap.
A meaningful smile floated on the corner of Gu Jing's mouth, he looked at Mu Zhitao's eyes, and said word by word: "The bet is that the winning side makes a request to the losing side, and the losing side cannot object, protest, but can only obey." ā
Hearing this bet that the male protagonist of a romance novel would only use, Mu Zhitao was also very interested, thinking that after he won, he could ask Gu Jing to ignore her love for chili peppers in the future, and she was not allowed to care how many chili peppers she ate, anyway, she just didn't give it to her.
Mu Zhitao smiled and said, "How to bet?" ā
Gu Jing raised his eyebrows, and seeing that Mu Zhitao agreed so readily, he couldn't help but interrupt with a smile and asked, "How do you want to bet?" ā
When Mu Zhitao heard Gu Jing's words, she saw that she was going to dump the scales on her side, she naturally wouldn't miss such a good advantage, and she chose the one she was best at and the most enjoyable.
"Drink!"
Mu no Momo has a good amount of alcohol, so she has this confidence to win.
Gu Jing heard that Mu Zhitao's proposal was another one that was not good for his health, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but Gu Jing didn't say it, he agreed with a smile, thinking that he would directly ban this if he won.
Seeing that Gu Jing agreed without objection, she stood up with a smile and walked to the door, and said to Hongcai, who was sitting on a chair in the outhouse: "Hongcai, please bring the wine with the highest degree in the farm, thank you." ā
Hongcai paused when she stood up, and when she saw Mu Zhitao's smile like a flower at this time, she couldn't help but wonder, just now it's more spicy than eating, is it better than drinking?
Hongcai thought about it, but she still didn't refuse Mu Zhitao's request, she smiled and bent over Mu Zhitao and said, "Okay Miss Mu, you wait a while, Hongcai will go and get it now." ā
After Hongcai finished speaking, he turned around and walked down the bamboo building.
Mu Zhitao had already gone downstairs, so she sat back in her position with a smile, she glanced at Gu Jing who was eating, the smile on the corner of her mouth became even bigger, and she said with confidence: "I will win." ā
For the amount of alcohol he drinks, Mu no Tao is still very confident.
And Gu Jing, who was picking up vegetables, heard Mu Zhitao's confident words, and her movements were also stunned, she-he turned his head to look at Mu Zhitao, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but increase: "Zhitao, the way I drink, you shouldn't have seen it." ā
The corners of Gu Jing's mouth were slightly raised, and his playful attitude made Mu Zhitao feel a sense of crisis in his heart.
Now that I think about it, I don't seem to have seen Gu Jing drinking, and I don't know the details of the other party, so I rashly bet like this, just in case...... I really lost, so ......
Mu Zhitao thought about it, and regretted it a little, but because of her self-confidence just now, she finally held back what she wanted to say.
He also comforted himself in his heart and said that Gu Jing was still bluffing.
Mu Zhimo, who was afraid of losing, picked up the chopsticks to eat, because she knew that she couldn't drink on an empty stomach.
Hongcai has been there for a long time this time, and Mu Zhitao and the two of them are almost full, so they brought the high-degree wine.
Seeing that Hongcai was holding two ordinary-sized porcelain bottles in his arms, Mu Zhitao frowned, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Hongcai.
"Our farm has its own wine, at this time the highest alcohol in the farm, I got the consent of the farmer, so I took two bottles, Mr. Gu and Miss Mu want to drink less, it is easy to get drunk."
Hongcai put the wine in her arms on the table as she spoke, and she glanced at Mu Zhitao and the two of them with some concern. , turned around and walked out of the back room, thinking about what to do if the peach of the wood couldn't support it.
After Hongcai went out, Mu Zhimo picked up the spare wine glasses on the table, cleaned them a little, took the cork of the spout, and poured wine into the two wine glasses.
The wine in the glass is yellow, and as soon as the wine is poured out of the bottle, the air in the room is filled with the fragrance of the wine, and Mu Zhitao pours a small half glass and puts down the bottle, picks up one of the small wine glasses and smells it.
Because of the fragrance of the wine, Mu Zhitao only felt that his respiratory tract was full of the aroma of wine.
Gu Jing, who was still sitting on the chair, saw that Mu Zhitao had already poured wine, so he stood up and walked to her, picked up another glass of wine, and took a sip gently.
As soon as the rice wine entered his mouth, his mouth was filled with the fragrance of the wine, and Gu Jing's eyes were filled with a touch of love, and he couldn't help but say: "This wine is delicious, but the degree is a little ......."
Gu Jing turned his head to look at Mu Zhitao, only to see that Mu Zhitao should have only half a glass of wine in his hand, but it was already empty at this time.
Mu Zhitao put down the glass in his hand with a smile, and while picking up the wine bottle and pouring wine into the wine glass, he said, "This wine is so fragrant!" ā
Not feeling Gu Jing's movements, Mu Zhitao turned his head suspiciously and saw the wine in his hand, and asked with a smile, "Gu Jing, you still don't drink it?" (To be continued.) )