Song Ze personally welcomed Ni Xiaoye to the courtyard, pulled out a chair and invited her to sit down.

Ni Xiaoye picked up the wine cup on the table: "This has already helped me fill it?" ”

Song Ze's heart tightened, this was Ji Lian's, and he forgot about it in a panic.

Hurriedly took it: "This is what I drank by myself just now." ”

took his own cup and handed it to Xiao Ye Guoshi, and poured it for her: "Xiao Ye Guoshi, please." Ni Xiaoye was stunned for a moment with the stuffed wine glass, and Song Ze touched her cup with the wine cup: "Do it first as respect." ”

Ni Xiaoye watched him drink so boldly, and said tentatively: "Lord Song, you are not happy." ”

Song Ze choked, almost choked, and forcibly choked back the bitterness in his throat. Waving his hand: "No, no." ”

Ni Xiaoye put down the wine cup, propped up his arms on the table, and dragged his cheeks to look at him: "Really?" ”

Song Ze was a little embarrassed to be looked at by a woman so directly for the first time, and unconsciously licked his lips: "It's really not." ”

Ni Xiaoye: Before the flowers, don't tempt me.

Pick up the wine he brought and uncork the bottle: "Try my this, it is said to be very strong." ”

While speaking, he was full of Song Ze. He put his hand up: "Try it." ”

Lord Song is as good as a stream, and when he drinks it all, the wine enters his throat, which is really spicy and exciting.

"This wine is really strong!"

Ni Xiaoye: Of course, the self-brewed sorghum wine is comparable to vodka, pure! Can you ancient people's rice wine also be called wine?

After drinking the mash-like rice wine in the cup in one gulp, he also poured himself a cup of red sorghum.

"Lord Song, do you have salt? And a clean dagger to lend me a hand, and two porcelain plates. ”

Song Ze was a little puzzled, but still let the little guy get it.

I saw Ni Xiaoye take out a paper bag from his sleeve, take two lemons, cut them into slices with a dagger and put them in a porcelain plate, and sprinkle salt on another porcelain plate.

took out the dagger and poked a touch of salt, and said to Song Ze: "Lord Song stretched out his hand to me." ”

Song Ze stretched out his hand, the bones were distinct, slender as bamboo, ouch I have this hand control.

Ni Xiaoye took Song Ze's hand and turned it over, and put the salt on the dagger in the tiger's mouth: "Come, lick a mouthful of salt first, and then drink the whole cup." ”

Song Ze stretched out his tongue and licked it, it was so salty, he quickly picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

The salty taste is mixed with the spirits, and it seems to crackle and explode in the mouth, which is so exciting.

"Open your mouth!" Ni Xiaoye handed over a slice of lemon, "Take a bite!" ”

Song Ze lightly bit the lemon slice in Ni Xiaoye's hand, the aroma of the lemon mixed with the freshness of the liquor, it turned out to be a unique taste.

"Is it good?" Xiao Ye Guoshi looked at him, his eyes were shining.

Lord Song nodded: "It's very special." ”

Ni Xiaoye poured him another cup, put two slices of lemon in it, and put two slices on himself as well.

Cover the two cups with the palms of your hands, beat hard, and secretly add some internal force, so make do without soda. Hand a cup to Song Ze: "Come on, come on, take a sip." ”

Lord Song is as good as a stream: Master Xiaoye is really here to drink.

The two of them are facing the sky, the spirit has a lemon aroma, and there is a strong sour taste, the taste is fresh, sour and exciting.

Lord Song slapped his hands on the edge of the table: "Come again." ”

Ni Xiaoye: This is the beginning of the head?

Resolutely filled him again.

After three cups, Lord Song's eyes were slightly confused.

Ni Xiaoye approached: "Let's draw a fist!" ”

"Okay!"

"Look, this is five, this is ten, fifteen, twenty......"

"Fifteen!"

"Lord Song, you lose, you drink."

"You lose again, drink again."

"Drink!"

……

After losing ten times in a row, Lord Song's ears were slightly red, and his eyes were half-squinted: "Keep going, why is it always me who drinks." ”

Ni Xiaoye nodded: "Okay!" "Lord Song, you're hi, wow.

After another round, Song Ze shook slightly, and spoke half a beat slower: "You're not drunk." ”

Ni Xiaoye grinned, dragged his cheeks to look at him, and licked his lips: "I am not drunk when I am drunk, but I am drunk." ”

Lord Song stood up, propped his hands on the table, looked down at Ni Xiaoye, and smiled.

Reaching out and pinching her chin, "You came to pour me wine." ”

Ni Xiaoye raised his head, and a crescent moon sprinkled silver light through Song Ze, as if a halo was plated on him: "Yes, are you drunk?" ”

Song Ze half-squinted and nodded: "Drunk." ”

"Are you unhappy?"

Song Ze leaned over to Ni Xiaoye and said softly: "I listened to your words, everything is in the plan, and I am very happy." ”

The smell of wine exhaled in his ears with heat, and a tingling sensation escaped from his ears:

You're the one who got it first!