The recipe went around in the hands of the four people and returned to Tang Guobin's hands, he casually raised the recipe and said: "Lafite, which is 82 years old, is it." ”

The waiter behind him politely took the recipe, stepped back and went out, and gently closed the door with his hand, without even making a sound, and it was really well-trained.

Tang Guobin hugged Xu Qing's shoulder, looking like a good brother, and his palm was pinched on his shoulder blade.

"Dude, I can't see that you really have some real material, these muscles are as hard as elm pimples."

Xu Qing's body shrank back, took off the palm on his shoulder, rolled his eyes and smiled: "What, I don't pinch it for you, we have a normal sexual orientation." ”

"! Hahaha...... "Tang Guobin was happy, and stretched out his hand to Xu Qing's shoulder, who knew that Xu Qing was like an old cat whose tail had been stepped on, jumped up directly from the seat, walked to the side of Liu Fat Man in two steps and sat down, and pushed this laughing Maitreya to Tang Dashao's side, and said angrily: "Brother Liu feels good, I will touch you enough." ”

", let's not take such a burying ......" Liu Fatzi's eyes bulged, the fat on his face twitched twice, and he pretended to complain: "If Tang Dashao takes a fancy to our flesh, I don't mind promising chrysanthemums." After speaking, he flashed Tang Guobin's eyes timidly.

"Fuck off, do you still want me to eat? Lao Tzu's sexual orientation is normal. Tang Guobin sweated profusely, and then grinned.

Maybe it's because the family background is too good, Tang Guobin will always be surrounded by a group of friends who are sloppy and patting, in his words, friends are equal to 'basins', basins are eating and drinking, and there are oceans, this group of so-called friends is nothing more than coming for these two, and this group of friends with wine and meat will feel bored after being together for a long time.

In other words, Tang Guobin is also lonely, and the only person who can really be called a close friend is Liu Youfu, that is, Liu Fatzi, and now Xu Qing also gave him a different feeling, casual and unrestrained.

After a while, the wine and food were all ready, and the waitress lady in a cheongsam held the wine bottle and aimed the wine label at Tang Dashao, and when she saw him nodding slightly, she began to open the bottle and pour the wine.

Xu Qing picked up the small half cup of crimson liquid in front of him, put the mouth of the cup to the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then raised his head and took a sip to drink it clean, smacked his lips and frowned: "This wine is a little rancid......"

Poof――

Liu Fatzi and Tang Dashao sprayed very gracelessly, fortunately they didn't face in time, otherwise a mouthful of wine would be sprayed on the dishes, and at least half of the dishes on this table would be ruined, and this kid was also tough, and the eighty-two years of Lafite was actually rancid.

"Dude, you are so talented, hahaha......" Tang Dashao leaned forward and leaned back with laughter, and said in his heart, this buddy is really a wonderful person, even better than the wonderful jade in the dream of Red Mansions.

Xu Qing's face flushed, knowing that he had a big mess, he scratched his head embarrassedly, and said curtly: "Dare to love red wine is a little rancid, it's better to give it a second pot." ”

Fate is impermanent, he was a poor student who couldn't even pay the rent yesterday, but today he sat in the most luxurious hotel in Jiangcheng, and some things had never been touched before, how do you know that there are still many doorways in this, and the ignorant are fearless.

"Well, the second pot head is indeed much more refreshing than this rancid thing, come, try this gourd." Tang Da Shaoqiang held back a smile and nodded solemnly, stretched out his chopsticks and picked up an oval object wrapped in golden tin foil from the plate in front of him and sent it to Xu Qing's bowl.

Xu Qing's eyes lit up, and he directly tore off the layer of tin foil with his hands, and a sweet fragrance wafted out, and the golden gourd finally revealed its face, which was actually a roasted sweet potato.

"Eight hundred and eighty-eight plates of roasted sweet potatoes, buddy is an eye-opener today......" Xu Qing shook his head and sighed, grabbed the sweet potato and stuffed it into his mouth, not to mention that this kind of thing used to feed pigs in the countryside tastes much sweeter after the hands of celebrity chefs, but eight hundred oceans can buy a meal of sweet potatoes in Xu Qing's hometown.