Chapter 66: The people who are in the mess, can they still do this?
Ye Qingyan felt that Huo Xiujie was coming for her, and wanted to find trouble.
"After drinking this wine, I'll let him out." Huo Xiujie gently leaned against the carved railing on the roof, clasped his hands to his chest, and his eyes were sultry.
Drinking is trivial, Ye Qingyan After all, she had been in the Air Force Special Operations Team in her previous life, and she was still confident in her own amount of alcohol.
"Okay." As soon as she said this, she regretted it a little.
Because she saw Huo Xiujie walk to a round table and raise his hand to tear off the black cloth covering it.
10 bottles of expensive 1878 Lafite wine sit neatly on the table.
"After drinking these wines, we are good friends." Huo Xiujie shook his hand in a dashing manner and threw the black cloth aside.
"What do you want to do?"
"That's how I make friends, I didn't inquire clearly on the road, and I dared to come and call me a brother, Brother Ye!"
Xiu Ye said, elegantly put the two goblets on the table, and smiled sideways at Ye Qingyan, his smile was really enchanting.
"Bang!"
Ye Qingyan stepped forward and put the bottle of red wine in his hand on the round table.
"One and a half, it's a little boring, Master Xiu, it's eleven bottles of wine now."
Huo Xiujie looked down at Ye Qingyan, who was one step away, and raised his eyebrows lightly, "Indeed, if we don't play something, we can drink a bottle if we can't do it." ”
"Okay!"
Ye Qingyan said, suddenly pulled out the dagger on his waist, raised his hand and waved, "Da", the dagger firmly pierced into the antenna of the roof.
Ye Qingyan looked at Huo Xiujie and skimmed the antenna, "Master Xiu, it's your turn." ”
On the slender antenna, because of a dagger tied to it, it has already begun to swing with the wind, and it is obvious that even if the second dagger is pierced, the antenna will fall directly.
Therefore, no matter how Master Xiu throws this dagger, he will definitely be defeated.
"There is a hand." Huo Xiujie's thin lips were slightly hooked, and he raised his hand to pick up a bottle of red wine.
"Smack!"
He directly used his slender fingers to pull out the cork.
"Brother Ye, I'll do it first as a respect!"
A full moon hung in the sky, and Huo Xiujie sat elegantly on a European-style chair next to the round table.
He poured himself a glass from his goblet, shook it in his hand, tilted his head, and slowly poured it into his mouth.
The wine is fragrant, but Huo Xiujie's drinking appearance is even more sultry.
After drinking five cups, I saw him holding the bottom of the cup between his two slender fingers and resting his arms on the round table.
A red drop of wine in the glass, surging a few times around the edge of the upside-down goblet, fell to the ground.
Xiu Ye is a mixed person, he must have a few brushes, and this amount of alcohol is one of them, anyway, no one has ever seen him drunk.
"Brother Ye, it's my turn this time!" At the corner of Huo Xiujie's lips, there is still a drop of bright red wine stains, which is evil and sultry.
"Please!" Ye Qingyan didn't know what Master Xiu was going to play, but she was also proficient in dice, poker, and revolver on the road.
Huo Xiujie's face was already covered with a layer of alcoholic crimson.
He suddenly took out a white jade flute and put it to his mouth.
Damn, this wave of operation, cow!
Ye Qingyan's eyes widened and looked at him.
Under the moonlight, the flute moved lightly with Huo Xiujie's thin lips, and floated out a poignant music.
Between the delicate eyebrows, along with the melody, the sadness that floats is shrouded like a thin morning mist.
The flute became more and more urgent, Huo Xiujie's hair was wantonly messy in the wind, and his brown eyes were even more charming and deep.
At the end of the song, he raised his hand and handed the white jade flute to Ye Qingyan, "Is it okay?" ”
"You win!"
Ye Qingyan picked up a bottle of wine and simply bit off the cork.