Shao Heng calmly took a sip of the free lemonade in the restaurant. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a health care person with hot water soaked in wolfberry. It was really hard to imagine him drinking with others at the wine table.

Compared to their curiosity, Shen Lingxi knew a little more.

When investigating North American forces, she accidentally found Shao Heng's background.

The heir to the No. 1 chaebol family in North America, what he learned from childhood is naturally different from most people.

What's more, Shao Heng's father has always been a wolf-like education to him, and it is not a big deal to train him to drink some wine.

After ordering, Duan Wen rubbed his hands together, looking a little excited.

"Brother Feng, you can drink it when you see it, let's drink it later."

Xie Feng raised his eyebrows, and he really had the courage to ask him for a drink. When he was the little prince at the night show, was it for nothing?

"Okay." Xie Feng agreed.

Shen Lingxi couldn't help laughing, Xie Feng was a good drinker, but he couldn't agree with the wine.

After the dishes were served, Shen Lingxi and Wang Ningxiu concentrated on cooking.

Duan Wenyi took Xie Feng to drink very skillfully. At the beginning, the style of painting was normal, and he didn't know if his drinking was too bad, so he started talking nonsense after a few drinks.

Shen Lingxi glanced at the label of the wine, and it was indeed 3.8 degrees.

The degree of blushing of these two people, who didn't know, still drank fifty-eight degrees of wine.

"Brother, I respect you." Duan Wenyi hooked on Xie Feng's shoulder, "You don't know, when you first came here, I was so frightened of you, I think your school bully must be the type to fight whoever is unhappy. , has a bad temper, and owes him five million dead donkey faces to everyone."

Xie Feng's hand holding the wine glass trembled.

Dead donkey face?

Saying he has a bad temper, bad grades, and even hitting someone, saying he is ugly is absolutely unbearable.

"But after the basketball game with you, I know that you are a bad mouth, and you are still very righteous, otherwise you would not suffer such a big loss to help the boy surnamed Zhu." Duan Wenyi said. Yes, and hiccups.

He almost didn't send Xie Feng away because of the heavy taste. The original thought of wanting to fight wine has vanished. Now the expression on his face is three big characters.

help me.

However, the food-eating duo and Wang Zhuo, who was fighting with Niu Baiye in the pot, had absolutely no intention of saving him.

The only one, Shao Heng, who seemed to be a bit idle, was calmly watching the two of them cross their shoulders.

"Brother Feng, I'm so happy to be your brother." Duan Wenyi said, and filled him with a glass of wine.

Xie Feng was suddenly strangled by the neck, and he almost died: "Brother, I can feel your enthusiasm, but if you don't let me go, we will only be brothers in the next life."

Hearing this, Duan Wenyi patted him on the back in dissatisfaction, and that force may have come from the idea of ​​sending him away.

For a moment, Shen Lingxi saw his eyes widen slightly, and shook his head sympathetically.

It's so pitiful.

Xie Feng also regretted in his heart why he agreed to drink with Duan Wenyi.

If God was giving him a chance, he would have said it.

Fuck you, who wants to drink with you.

Shao Heng, who was regarded as the hope of the whole village, finally couldn't stand it any longer.

"If you are loud, don't talk about the teacher, the whole class knows you are drinking."

Shao Heng didn't scare them. After the classmates at the next table saw the wine bottles on their table, some people were already imitating and ordering wine.

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