Chapter 146: Weakness
Jiang Lin poured another cup for Bai Ye, and finally poured it for himself.
Listening to Bai Fu's words, he smiled, "That's not good, what you have to look at in the toast is sincerity." You rely on your uncle in the companyβ"
In the last two words, he seemed to bite a little harder, and immediately raised his wine glass, "I'll toast a glass first, it's more appropriate, come to uncle, I'll do it first." β
As soon as his words fell, Bai Lu took his hand with some concern.
But he didn't stop his movements, and a glass of wine was stuffy without a drop left.
Bai Ye snorted beside him, "My wine was also poured, and I didn't eat anything to cushion my stomach, why didn't I see that some people were worried that I would hurt my stomach?" β
Bai Lu glared at him and said, "You also find a girlfriend, won't someone care about you and take care of you?" β
looks like a playboy, but in fact, Bai Ye, who was still kissing for the first time, was instantly stabbed with a sword, holding his hand to his heart and unable to speak.
Bai Portugal's eyebrows were relaxed, and he deliberately teased him to interrupt.
But how could Jiang Lin be bypassed so easily.
He turned the wine glass upside down, indicating that there was no half drop of wine in it, "Uncle, it's your turn." β
He stood at the table, while Lu Zhaohe was sitting.
Obviously, he already had an advantage in height, but as soon as Lu Zhaohe raised his eyes, his eyebrows and eyes were arrogant and cold, as if he was born with a lofty momentum, which instantly pressed Jiang Lin invisibly.
The muscles on Jiang Lin's face were tense.
Bai Lu was closest to him, and he could feel that something was wrong with him, and he couldn't help sneering in his heart, naturally he didn't feel that Jiang Lin cared too much about Lu Zhaohe's targeting of her.
It's just a little bit of a man's pitiful self-esteem, he can fool around, but he asks a woman to guard herself like jade!
She didn't intervene again this time, and looked at Lu Zhaohe, hoping that he would have a clear understanding of how much she was drinking.
Lu Zhaohe's eyes were cold and indifferent, and he looked at Jiang Lin calmly, as if he didn't see his provocation at all.
The joints of the bones moved his hands clearly, and just when others thought he was going to pick up the wine glass, they saw him directly reach out and block the glass: "I'm sorry, I'm allergic to alcohol." β
"Uncle, have you forgotten that we drank together in Beisa, why didn't I see you say that you were allergic to alcohol that time?" Jiang Lin smiled, but the smile was no longer in his eyes, revealing a gloomy coldness.
Lu Zhaohe looked back indifferently: "Recently, the amount of exercise has been a bit large, and my immunity is low, so I am allergic, no?" β
He said it as a matter of course, and even deliberately emphasized the words 'a lot of exercise'.
Bai Portugal is already going to worship.
How could anyone be so able to tell nonsense with their eyes open.
Jiang Lin's face was almost unbearable.
Bai Ye suddenly 'tsk' and said curiously, "Isn't exercise to enhance resistance, why are you coming against others, Mr. Lu?" β
"Mr. Bai doesn't know." Lu Zhaohe paused after speaking, leaned back lazily, turned his gaze slowly, and naturally crossed Bai Gu's face.
The corners of his lips were hooked a little, and the usual rustiness of his eyebrows and eyes faded, and there was a hint of ruffianism, which meant that he continued, "Some exercises are too much, and it is normal to be weak." β
With a snort, it was Xu Xiaoran who laughed.
She was an old driver, leaning on the corner of the table with her hands on her chest, making an exaggerated nervous and expectant look: "Why did Mr. Lu suddenly drive, I almost didn't grasp it." β
Obviously, he already understood Lu Zhaohe's meaning.
Bai Ye has never eaten pork and watched pigs run, let alone let people see that he has not eaten pork.
Danfeng raised his eyes, and immediately smiled knowingly, "Then Mr. Lu came here today, and he just prepared nourishing dishes, and you can taste them." β