Chapter 185: What the **** is dinner? (1/2)

Even with the addition of half a glass of beer to the black and red plum juice, it is hard to see any changes.

It's still dark in color.

Tan Mo smelled it, and the taste of sour plum juice overwhelmed the taste of beer.

She really wanted to taste what it was like drinking beer, but Wang Yuemu didn't give it to them.

She can only take second place.

Tan Mo took a sip.

The original sweet and sour taste of sour plum juice has a bit more bitterness.

The bitterness should be the taste of beer.

Tan Mo secretly smashed it, smashed it, and distinguished it carefully.

Feeling that the distinction is not clear in one sip, he took another sip.

Before I knew it, I distinguished one bite after another.

He drank all the plum juice mixed with beer in one breath.

In fact, it is the amount of half a glass of beer, but I didn't expect that after Tanmo drank it, I felt a little dizzy in my head.

Even when everyone talked to her, her reaction slowed down.

Wang Yue looked at it and felt that something was wrong, and Tan Mo's eyes were not very focused.

Talking about Mo, I didn't drink.

Wang Yuemu looked down and asked whether Mo was secretly hiding the wine. As a result, he saw the beer on the leg of his chair. The position seemed to have changed.

Wang Yuemu picked up the beer suspiciously, good guy, a lot lighter!

Raise it to your eyes again, it's less!

”This girl, didn't you secretly pour beer into sour plum juice?” Wang Yuemu murmured, then asked Tanmo, ”Tanmo, did you just drink alcohol?”

”Huh?” Tan Mo's face blushed, his blinking speed was much slower, the light in his eyes was hazy, he tilted his head slowly, and nodded slowly, ”Drink!”

”How much did you drink?” Wang Yuemu asked again.

Tan Mo picked up his empty cup and smiled sillyly: ”It's mixed with sour plum juice. Probably...a little more than half a cup?”

Everyone: ”...”

Pu Xinyan helped her forehead: ”This little girl, dare you to pour half a cup?”

Wang Yuemu hurriedly filled Tanmo with sour plum juice: ”You have only a small amount of alcohol, but you are not allowed to drink anymore. Hurry up and drink some sour plum juice for a hangover.”

Wang Yuemu directly brought the sour plum juice to Tan Mo, and Tan Mo obediently took it, took a sip, pushed the cup away, and stopped drinking.

When Wang Yuemu was about to let her drink more, he saw Tan Mo picking up the mobile phone placed on the table, found Wei Zhiqian's WeChat, and dialed the voice call.

Wei Zhiqian was driving to Beijing University at this time.

There is also a Bluetooth headset on the right ear, and the mobile phone is placed on the front mobile phone holder.

Seeing that it was a voice call from Tan Mo, Wei Zhiqian immediately picked it up.

Before he could speak out, he heard Tan Mo's soft voice: ”Uncle, didn't you say that you will come to me tonight? Why haven't you come yet? Lie!”

Wei Zhiqian laughed: ”I'm on the road, what's the matter with your voice?”

It sounds sticky, unlike Tan Mo's usual voice. Although soft and cute, it is not so sticky.

”Oh, uncle, I'm not in school right now.” I can think of this even though Tanmo is drunk.

Wei Zhiqian smiled angrily.

This little girl actually blamed him for not looking for her yet.

As a result, she herself is not in school.

If she didn't make this phone call, wouldn't he be empty?

”Are you home?” Tan Mo might indeed go home today Friday.

”No, I'm having a dinner with senior brothers and sisters.” Tan Mo said softly, ”I won the game today, senior brothers and sisters invite me to dinner!”

Wei Zhiqian: ”...”

What the **** is dinner?

Tan Mo Ke has never said this before.

Even when she was a 6-year-old little dumpling, she had never been like this.

Wei Zhiqian sighed and asked, ”Where are you eating now?”