Nangong Ran glanced at it and understood, smiling like an old witch and going to share the dishes, it seemed that he was also gloating.

Coincidentally, this best man is also nine people, and the implication is enough.

Just looking at Nangong Ran's little appearance as an old witch, Di Mingchen wanted to tell her, girl, come out and mix, sooner or later you will have to pay it back!

There is no small half bowl after the bowl is divided, but there are definitely two or three bites.

The faces of the groomsmen instantly turned a little green, and Ai Wen couldn't help but ask, "Your Excellency, what does this taste like?" ”

"It tastes pretty good." Di Mingzhe blushed before he spit out a sentence, turned his head, almost wiped his tears, and patted Ai Wen on the shoulder, "It's hard work." ”

Ai Wen wanted to cry instantly, he really hadn't experienced this kind of thing, would he just hang up after drinking it?

But no matter how weak your heart is, you have to drink it, alas.

Probably they are the saddest group of best men in history.

No matter how complicated the mood is, how sad and joyful, this bowl of dark cuisine has to be drunk even if it is a dead game.

Bowls of top-notch dark dishes full of pungent smell were distributed to the best man team, and all the handsome old men held the bowls with a sad expression.

However, Di Mingchen was the bravest, waved his big hand, and smiled, "Come, everyone, you're welcome, let's do this bowl first." ”

Saying that, he took the lead in touching the bowl with Emperor Mingjue, "Third brother, come on, let's go." ”

Di Mingjue didn't say a word, he picked up the bowl and drank, quite upright.

Emperor Mingchen was not to be outdone, and quickly poured the dark dishes in the bowl directly into his mouth.

It's just that......

After drinking, the expressions of the two of them were called one and couldn't bear to block it, and the two handsome faces were directly distorted.

Emperor Mingchen just wanted to say that he would never be the best man again in his lifetime.

Emperor Mingjue just wants to say that he has nothing to do with a married person, this is the end of the fun.

The frequent reactions of the two scared the rest of the people into not daring to serve the dishes.

But the hesitation was only in a moment, and the emperor's brothers drank it, can they not drink it?

Who made them the best man today!

So everyone also raised the bowls one after another, looking generous and righteous, and sent them to their mouths without saying a word.

After drinking it, the taste, whoever drinks it, knows, the sour ones are about to go straight to the sky.

Di Jinxuan grabbed Nangong Jin, who was about to open her mouth to drink, and said in a low voice, "Are you really drinking?" ”

Nangong Jin was a little surprised and blinked, "Daughter-in-law, is it possible to fake it?" ”

Di Jinxuan was a little anxious and blurted out, "But you have a stomach problem." ”

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Jin was heartwarmed, and she almost burst into tears and cried bitterly.

In an instant, his peach blossom eyes were full of color, and he looked at her gently, "It's okay, it's just two mouthfuls, and I have stomach medicine in the car." ”

After speaking, he was about to drink, but who knew that Di Jinxuan suddenly snatched his bowl, "Don't drink it." ”

The actions of the two naturally attracted everyone's attention.

"What's going on? Xiao Jin, do you want to play tricks? Emperor Mingjue frowned, his eyes were red with spicy eyes, and he asked very unpleasantly.

Nangong Jin blinked, looking pitiful but very show-off, "My daughter-in-law won't let me drink it." ”

Emperor Mingjue raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Jinxuan.

"He has stomach problems." Di Jinxuan blurted out, and instantly felt a little embarrassed, "That, I'm afraid that he will lie in the hospital directly, so let's do it, I'll drink it on my behalf." ”