“…… Twilight ...... There you are? "I don't know why, Zhou Luoli just thought that Ye Dusheng would come.

"Well, I'm here." Ye Dusheng looked directly at this Zhou Luoli and nodded.

Glancing at Ye Dusheng, Zhou Luoli closed his eyes and leaned against the tombstone again, and took a big sip of beer. The overflowing beer flowed down Zhou Luoli's thin lips to his pale neck, looking like he remembered depravity and decadence.

There was a low sigh in the air, with a slight smile and helplessness, which sounded unusually soft. Later, Ye Dusheng, who suffered from a slight cleanliness habit, did not dislike getting dirty, and sat directly next to Zhou Luoli.

"Is beer so good?" After speaking, Ye Dusheng directly snatched the beer bottle that was still half a bottle in Zhou Luoli's hand.

"......" was robbed of beer, and Zhou Luoli opened his eyes and stared at Ye Dusheng unhappily. Isn't there still so much beer there? Why rob him.

"I don't know how to open a beer." As if knowing what Zhou Luoli was thinking, Ye Dusheng smiled at Zhou Luoli.

"So you can't." Muttering, Zhou Luoli got up and picked up a bottle of beer again to open the bottle.

At this time, no one noticed Ye Dusheng, who was smiling on his face, but the hand holding the beer bottle was trembling slightly, and the other hand on the ground was suddenly clenched into a fist.

Looking at the beer close to his mouth, Ye Dusheng's eyes flashed with a trace of disgust. Do you really want to drink it?

Ye Dusheng hated the green bottled beer very much, because his so-called father used to drink the most seed wine, and he used this beer to torture him the most.

Pinching his jaw and forcibly pouring him wine, even pouring beer into his intimate parts behind him, were his father's favorite things to do. Every time, Ye Dusheng would be tortured to death, but in order to retaliate against Ye Dusheng, he gritted his teeth and survived every time.

Thinking that he was out of the man's clutches, and that he might encounter this beer again in future missions. So Ye Dusheng gritted his teeth and took a big sip.

The moment the beer flowed into his body, Ye Dusheng's whole body stiffened, and he stared at the cyan beer bottle next to his mouth with wide eyes, and Ye Dusheng's face suddenly changed greatly.

Ye Dusheng first spit out, then covered his mouth and kept coughing, the beer bottle fell from Ye Dusheng's hand and fell to the ground with a thumping sound, Zhou Luoli noticed the abnormal Ye Dusheng.

Zhou Luoli frowned and hurriedly threw down the wine bottle, stood up and ran to Ye Dusheng's side. I saw that Ye Dusheng's face was pale, the roots of his ears were red, he kept coughing, and he was choked very uncomfortable.

Although Zhou Luoli didn't say a word, he frowned and gently pulled Ye Dusheng into his arms, patting him on the back to relieve Ye Dusheng's discomfort.

"If you don't know how to drink, don't drink." Seeing that Ye Dusheng's condition was a little better and he didn't cough, Zhou Luoli frowned and said undoubtedly.

"But when I see you drinking, I want to drink. I don't know how to drink beer, so I can learn slowly! Ye Dusheng looked at Zhou Luoli with an innocent face and said. Because of the violent cough, Ye Dusheng's face was still a little red.

“…… Drinking alcohol is not a good habit, don't learn it. I don't drink it, and you don't drink it either. Zhou Luoli paused, glanced at the case of beer, and sighed helplessly. He knew that in fact, Ye Dusheng just didn't want him to continue drinking beer.

"Okay, we don't drink it." Ye Dusheng said with satisfaction.

In fact, he originally wanted to drink some wine and then pretended to be choked, so that Zhou Luoli obediently did not drink. It's just that what Ye Dusheng didn't expect was that he couldn't cross that threshold and was really choked.