Ansu snorted and ran into the bar, looked at the colorful liquid in the cabinet, touched his little chin, and casually pulled a few bottles and put them on the table. Bring a beautiful cup and pour a few bottles of things on the table into it, and sprinkle some salt on the rim of the cup.

Clap your little hands, and it means you're done.

“…… Is this your Margaret? Tang Ziyun on the side looked at the cup of colorful things and said quietly.

"Yes." Miss Ann nodded, "Let me try the taste first." He poked his head down and took a sip on the rim of the cup.

“……”

"How does it feel?" Tang Ziyun raised his eyebrows and asked her.

"It's very tasty." Miss An, who had been silent for a long time, raised her little head and nodded affirmatively.

"Really?" Absolutely doubtful.

"Of course." An Suqian took an empty cup again, remixed it according to what he had just done, and pushed it to Tang Ziyun: "Brother Ziyun, I invite you to drink, no money." ”

"Xie Jing is not sensitive." Tang Ziyun didn't fall for her, glanced at the liquids on the table, and probably distinguished what they were.

"Drink." An Suqian pushed the cup towards him again.

"Don't drink it."

"Drink." Don't give up.

"Don't drink it." Sure.

"Don't drink...... Okay, too. Suddenly, Ansu saw the cold night not far away, and Han Mo was walking over from this side, took the cup, put it between the edge of the table, and greeted: "Hey, what a coincidence, two of you." ”

On a cold night, when Han Mo passed by the bar, Han Ye, who was the first to stand, turned his head to look at An Suqian, and gently spit out two words: "It's unfortunate." ”

Han Mo behind him silently added: "We are on the same plane." "What a coincidence it is to see you every day.

"Huh." An Suqian also laughed dryly like Tang Ziyun, and pointed to the "Margaret" on the table, "Brother Ziyun's wine, please drink it." ”

Tang Ziyun stood aside and rolled his eyes silently in his heart, his reputation was a floating cloud......

"Don't drink it." He turned around and walked away on a cold night, leaving a cool back for everyone.

"Hanmo?" It had been a day or two since the cold night, and An Suqian turned his head and asked the other person who was still standing in place.

"Thank you, see you later." Han Mo glanced at Tang Ziyun, who was standing on the side without speaking, and nodded slightly at An Suqian, and then turned around and left.

"It's not cute at all." Ansu pursed her lips lightly, holding her chin to look at the colorful liquid, and then think about the taste of drinking it just now...... It's hard to describe.

"Someone else is coming." Tang Ziyun on the side suddenly spoke, kindly reminding the little girl who was thinking with her chin up.

Miss An, who was holding her chin and thinking, was shocked and beckoned to the visitor: "Hi, two." ”

It was Han Xuan and Han Luo, and the two of them also paused slightly.

"Brother Ziyun's wine, please drink it." An Su smiled brightly.

"Thanks, don't drink." Han Xuan cherished the words like gold, and also turned around and left.

“…… I don't drink either. Han Luo's footsteps that were left behind also moved, stopped again, turned his head to look at Tang Ziyun on the side, and said, "Do you know?" The word conspiracy is written on your expression. When he was done, he turned around and left, and the two people who stayed behind were silent for a while.

After a while, An Suqian pointed at him and complained: "It's all your fault!" ”

Tang Ziyun was innocent: "I didn't do anything. ”

"Hanluo said you did." How can you betray her.

"Hanluo lied to you." Tang Ziyun turned his face and compared his current expression to her: "Do you know what kind of expression this is?" ”

"Conspiracy?" Conspiracy? Ansu poked his face over to take a look.

"It's called expressionlessness."

"Hmph." An Su snorted shallowly, and saw that Si Han not far away was with Ling Yichen, and several people were discussing something.

"Or, you can serve it to the boss." The person next to him kindly suggested it.

"Don't." An Suqian is not fooled, Ling Yichen forbids her to drink, if she takes this wine to Boss Ling, she will definitely be sucked. "You're going to go yourself."

Of course, Tang Ziyun couldn't go, "Pour your cup of stuff and drink your strawberry juice obediently." ”

Just as both of them were staring at the "colorful" glass of "Margaret", a figure quickly sat down on the high chair and picked up the wine that was about to be abandoned.

"Has anyone ever drunk this wine?" The person who came was Feng Ming, I saw him shake the wine glass in his hand, asked the two, and saw that the two shook their heads at the same time, and their movements were quite consistent, so they asked tentatively: "Is there a master?" ”

The two people who were standing shook their heads at the same time, their movements were still the same, and they raised their eyebrows when they saw Feng Ming: "Then can I drink it?" ”

The two people who were standing nodded at the same time, and the movements were trained.

"That's good." Feng Ming felt his mouth drink, and he didn't think about it that much, raised his glass, and swallowed a few mouthfuls.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Feng Ming was directly choked by the wine in his mouth, choking a little tearful, "What kind of wine is this?" Why is it so ......?"

"What is that?" Tang Ziyun on the side asked curiously.

"Spicy." Choking.

"What else?" Tang Ziyun continued to ask.

It should still be a little ......," Feng Ming looked down at the thing in his hand and frowned.

"Sour?" A voice said tentatively beside him.

"Yes, it's still very sour, Tang Ziyun, what kind of wine are you mixing." Feng Ming nodded, and Tang Ziyun liked to mix bartending, and he was also very good, so Feng Ming asked Tang Ziyun directly in the first sentence.

"It's his new wine, called 'Aftertaste.'" An Su patted Feng Ming's shoulder, "Feng Ming, do you have a feeling of endless aftertaste?" ”

Feng Ming shook his head, looked at Tang Ziyun, and asked silently: Is it really your newly brewed wine?

Tang Ziyun looked at his nose and nose, his nose looked at his heart, he didn't understand the outside world, and he didn't want to answer.

"Feng Ming, you must have not drunk enough." An Su Qian looked at ease and pointed to the cup in front of her that was exactly the same as him, "Endless aftertaste", "Look, I've drunk more than half of it." "I don't know when I poured out more than half of the wine that was still full of wine.

"Okay." Feng Ming raised the cup again in disbelief, closed his eyes and drank it all, the taste of it...... It's so bad that I don't want to have a good aftertaste! After finishing and being choked to death, he finally became more comfortable, and Feng Ming looked up, only to find that the eyes of both of them were a little intriguing looking at him

"Not bad." Feng Ming decided to kindly give Tang Ziyun a good review, but what he thought in his heart was: This girl's bartending skills are really getting more and more regressive......

Tang Ziyun didn't say anything, and gave him a thumbs up.

“…… Need another drink? Miss An on the side kindly asked him again.

"No need." Feng Ming shook his head, and he vowed never to drink this cocktail called "Aftertaste" again next time......

"What are you doing?" A low voice interjected.

"Boss." Looking at the people who came, Tang Ziyun and Feng Ming shouted together.

The person who came was Ling Yichen, and I saw that there were still four Han standing behind him, and Si Han's eyes fell on the empty cup in Feng Ming's hand, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

Tang Ziyun, don't you ask, how can he be so kind to bartwine people.

"Shallow." Ling Yichen turned to someone in the bar again.

"Yes, Boss." The people in the bar straightened their chests, thought about it and took a sip of the strawberry juice on the side, took a sip silently, and said, "I'm drinking the wine that Tang Ziyun mixed for me." ”

Khan, dare to love this baby pit people are addicted.

Tang Ziyunmo: "......" An Suqian, this little villain!

"Drink it all, go take a nap."

What?

An Suqian thought she had heard it wrong, what she just said was drinking Tang Ziyun's "wine", when did this person in front of her make her drink so kindly? Didn't you say that she should be forbidden to drink? Looking at the strawberry juice in his hand...... If she asks Tang Ziyun to mix her another glass of wine now, I don't know if it's too late? ……

"Just drink a little." Ansu frowned, what a big cup.

This time, it was Tang Ziyun's turn to look at her gloatingly: Let you be tsundere, let you be tsundere......

"Drink half of it." The head of the Ling family nodded.

Half is better than all, Ansu raised his head and drank it.

After drinking, he followed Ling Yichen to take a nap.

Si Han went to do something, leaving Tang Ziyun and Feng Ming with a curious face.

"Didn't the boss forbid her to drink?"

Tang Ziyun nodded, "No." ”

"Then why are you willing to let her drink it now?" Feng Ming pointed to the remaining half of Ansu's cup of red liquid.

Tang Ziyun moved the red cup in front of him, "You smell it." ”

Feng Ming lowered his head and sniffed, "This is ...... Good strawberry flavor? ”

"This is the strawberry juice I squeezed." I was thinking about giving An Suqian that little villain a drink before, but I didn't know that as soon as she sat up, she wanted to order Margaret, so there were two or three things about the pit wine later.

"Oh." Feng Shen realized, "The boss also knows." ”

Tang Ziyun nodded, thinking that Boss Ling had always listened to the conversation between the two of them before.

"That'...... Was that cup of 'Endless Aftertaste' really made by you? Feng Ming asked again.

“…… No. "He doesn't usually pour half of the lemonade down.

"Ansu Qian, that little guy tuned it." Feng Ming suddenly realized, thought about the feeling just now, and said excitedly: "I'll settle accounts with her!" ”

"Go ahead." If you go to find that little villain now, you will definitely be skinned and cramped by Boss Ling. But...... He's happy to see it happen.

"Hmph, little villain, you wait for you." Feng Ming snorted, as long as Boss Ling is here, even if An Suqian kills people and sets fire, he will be acquitted, the boss has always spoiled her, and he can't cure her even a little bit now.

"Didn't you just drink so much that you want another drink?" Tang Ziyun remained silent.

"Get out! I don't drink that anymore. "Feng Ming stood up, what "endless aftertaste"? He almost couldn't swallow it, and choked him half to death after drinking it, and it was true that he had never had such an "endless aftertaste" in his life!!