C61 (1/2)

Xiao Yiran clenched his fists tightly, unable to stop the surging emotions in his heart.

Had she had five drinks and was in such a hurry that her stomach could take it?

”Mom, are you okay? Why does it feel like you're drinking water?” On the side, Zhao Chen's heart was already in her throat. She tugged at Su Wangzheng's sleeve and said in a low voice.

”I'm fine.” Su Wangzheng lightly patted Zhao Chen Chen's head and comforted her. No matter what, she had been trained before.

Because spies took on special tasks, the worst thing they could not accept was the loss of words after drinking too much. In order to avoid this mistake, every undercover agent had to be trained in alcohol to ensure that she never said anything she shouldn't say when she was drunk.

Although Su Zhizheng was a woman, her alcohol tolerance had been no less than that of an average man ever since she became a spy.

He didn't just guess what color card Su Wanzheng was holding, he had also guessed which card it was. He stared at Su Wanzheng helplessly and said, ”Those with the red A's, toast to everyone. The others can do whatever they want.”

The boss had already spoken. If he didn't take any measures, then he wouldn't hold the boss in high regard.

One cup.

He Wenhao really gave her face.

Su Wangzheng smiled helplessly at the A's in her hands.

How could they tell this was a red A? It seemed that in the future, not only would she have to train her alcohol capacity, but she would also have to teach her how to become a God of Gamble.

”Let me help you drink it.” At this moment, Zhao Musheng finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He stood up and spoke to Su Wanxin.

It had only been three rounds and she had already drunk six cups of wine. This was not a good sign at all. She was just purposely getting drunk.

”Mr. Zhao, it's only one cup, not five or ten cups. What's the point?” Hearing that, He Wenhao helplessly grinned. This Zhao Musheng was clearly adding fuel to the fire.

”I want to represent you. Say, what rules do you have?” Zhao Musheng stubbornly looked at He Wenhao and said.

”Actually, it's nothing much. I'll first punish myself with three cups, then replace the wine with the previous one.” He Wenhao laughed as he spoke. What he said was the usual rule, and the lowest of the rules.

”Alright.” Zhao Musheng's reply was very straightforward. He picked up his wine cup and was about to drink.

”No need.” Su Wangzheng coldly refused and then drained the cup of wine in her hand. She and Zhao Musheng had to keep one of them awake, right? Moreover, He Wenhao was right. This wasn't five or ten cups. Zhao Musheng had to punish himself with three cups of wine for her sake. It was not worth it.

Everyone was speechless as they watched Su Wangzheng dry the wine.

Six whole cups of wine, two catties. Can you still drink anymore?

This time, the spoon pointed at Nan Feng Yi, but just as Nan Feng Yi was about to speak of the orders, Nan Feng Yu opened his mouth and said: ”Brother, don't let big sister Su drink. It's time for me to feel uncomfortable. ”

”Alright.” Unexpectedly, Nanfeng Yi agreed quite happily.

This was because just now, he had thought of a very good wine order. Xiao Yiran's anger would be quelled after this wine order was given.

”The king, the mandarin duck, and the large and small shall share a cup with each other.” Nanfeng Yi smiled as he announced the wine order.

Hearing the two words ”mandarin duck”, Su Wangzheng's heart suddenly tightened.

That's right, she had the King in her hands. Then whose hands would the Little King be in? He really didn't need to think about it anymore.

Zhao Musheng also came to his senses at this moment. The wine order, other than being a forfeit, could actually be so warm. The message from Concealed. But should he stop them?

As the cards slowly opened, it turned out that it was indeed Su Wenjin and Xiao Yiran.

This mandarin duck drink together is different from the usual drink together. Drinking together in normal times would only be a matter of two people touching the cup together. However, when the two of them drank together, they would each pick up a cup of wine and then each drink a mouthful until they had finished drinking the wine.

In the process of drinking together, the two of them were practically touching their foreheads, their eyes and noses were only a few centimeters apart, and they could even clearly hear each other's breathing.

Su Wangzheng picked up a cup with a bitter expression and turned to look at Xiao Yiran.

He discovered that Xiao Yiran was currently looking at him with interest. Did he remember what had happened?

She remembered that when they were drinking, they had met with the Lovers before. However, at that time, she would always shyly hide behind Xiao Yiran's back, and Xiao Yiran would also drink his cup in one gulp.

However, the current Xiao Yiran wouldn't do that for her, right?

While Su Wenzheng was still hesitating, Xiao Yiran had already snatched Su Wanzheng's wine cup and then grabbed his own.

Su Wangzheng glanced at Zhao Musheng and walked forward hesitantly.

Were they really going to drink with Xiao Yiran? If this was considered unfair to Zhao Musheng, her nominal husband, then wouldn't it be considered unfair?

Su He's zither decisively stopped in his tracks.

If she really loved her husband, she thought, she would not have to compromise like this.

The crowd looked at her in a daze when they felt her rejection. How could Xiao Yiran accept her refusal? It was just a cup of wine. If this cup of wine could allow the two of them to get rid of their past grudges, then wouldn't everything be fine?

The corner of Su He's mouth slightly curled up, revealing a trace of an undetectable smile.