The immortal drunk is really worthy of its reputation
The two went up to the fourth floor and ordered a table of signature dishes.
Ye Qianning didn't speak again since she entered the restaurant, she felt that Sang Zhi was like a person.
It's not this era, but a person in the memory of a previous life.,When she was very young, she couldn't remember some pictures of the creation of her head because of her ability.γ
The way Sang Zhi looked up just now made him overlap with a certain picture, and I don't know if it was her illusion or what she had forgotten in her previous life.
Chopping Chi noticed Ye Qianning's silence, thinking that she was missing her mother, thinking of her words just now, she couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
"Don't worry, if anyone bullies you in the future, you tell me, and I'll help you clean him up."
Ye Qianning collected his thoughts and said lightly: "If anyone bullies me, I will beat him and regret coming to this world." β
Hearing this, Chop Chi showed appreciation: "Yes, your temperament is really a little like me." β
"Yes, I can't be like you, and you're not my father." Ye Qianning snorted, picked up the chopsticks and ate them.
Chop Chi was choked, that uncomfortable, speaking of which, this doll did not recognize his relatives with blood, and there are many possibilities that the fat doll has something to do with him.
Ye Qianning felt that Xianren Drunk was worthy of being the No. 1 restaurant in Kyoto City, and it tasted like a first-class chef in China.
"Little Er, come to the pot of immortals and get drunk."
I just don't know what happened to the wine.
"Okay, the immortals in the private room of the Son of Heaven are drunk with a pot." The little guy outside the door shouted.
"You're going to drink?" Slash was shocked.
"Taste it."
"No, the immortals are too drunk for children to touch." Even if he is out of tune, he won't watch children drink, and of course boys will be a different matter.
Ye Qianning continued to eat the dishes.
Chop Chi didn't like children in the first place, but now that he gets along with Ye Qianning, he doesn't like it now, he doesn't understand!
Are children so unreasonable?
"The immortals are drunk." Xiao Er knocked on the door and entered the house.
Ye Qianning's eyes lit up.
Chop the blazing and drunk the immortal in his arms: "You can't drink." β
"Just smell it." Ye Qianning frowned.
"Nope."
"Don't come to me for dinner from now on." There is no wine for dinner, and what is it called a treat.
"That'...... Just smell it? β
"Yes." Ye Qianning nodded.
Chopping Chi opened the immortal drunk and poured it into the cup, he was afraid that Ye Qianning would really drink it, so he pinched the cup and sent it to the tip of her nose.
Ye Qianning likes wine, the taste of immortal drunkenness enters the tip of the nose, the aroma of the wine is overflowing, and when you smell it, you know that this wine must be sweet and spicy.
"Bump"
The people in the room were kicked open, and then Xiang Minghou broke in.
At this glance, his eyes came out, and he saw that he was pouring his daughter's wine with a wine glassββ!
Chop Chi pinched the wine glass and was stunned, turned his head to look at the person above the fire, he said at this time that he just let the fat girl smell it, would he believe it?
"Chop blazing, Lao Tzu has picked your skin!" Xiang Minghou roared angrily, and went up and moved.
Slashing Blazing jumped away, dodging the attack, and his heart was empty.
"Xiang Minghou, calm down, calm down, it's not what you see."
"Calm down, you dare to pour my daughter's wine, see if Lao Tzu doesn't beat you to death." Xiang Minghou was angry, and his attack was ruthless.
Chop Chi couldn't beat Xiang Minghou, so he had to dodge everywhere: "It's all said, it's not what you saw, little fat man, you say something-"
Ye Qianning took the opportunity to take a sip of wine, that was called a satisfaction, and the immortal drunk was really worthy of its reputation.
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Speechless, he rushed out of the window and chased after Minghou, and the two of them hit the street from the private room.