Black-bellied highness, don't mess around

"Honey, let's have another drink." Qi Dianxuan said to Yi Yiling with a smile, he ignored Mu Chenluo's surprised and angry expression, and actually gave Xiao Ling such a nasty wine, he was really black-bellied and shameless.

Yi Yiling smiled helplessly, and said to Qi Dianxuan: "Don't worry, there is no poison in the wine."

Of course, the blood poppy is not poisonous, but the cup of blue flame in her hand is poisonous. The more beautiful things are, the more poisonous they are.

"No, wife, that glass of wine tastes like you, I like it." Qi Dianxuan looked like a kitten, as if he was flattering his master.

Therefore, this glass of wine was dubbed "taste like a wife", and it became one of the must-try drinks for people who come to the night bar in the future.

"Here, here it is, don't let it go to waste!" Yi Yiling handed the wine glass in her hand to Qi Dianxuan, and looked at it regretfully. Of course, she wished that Qi Dianxuan could taste the best wine.

"Obey, my wife!" Qi Dianxuan happily took the wine glass, and glanced at Mu Chenluo proudly, extremely childish, as if to say: "Look, look, do I have you?"

Mu Chenluo still had that zombie face, but his heart burst into laughter: the special wine made by An himself and the medicine powder prepared by Xiao Ling are one of An Ye's top ten tortures.

The lights are still colorful, different colors of light hit different people, and different shadows appear on the ground, big and small, different in length.

Qi Dianxuan shook his hands a few times, but found that the seven layers of liquid in the glass, the seven colors were not confused, and the layers were still distinct, which shows the superb skills of the bartender. He raised the glass, took a sip, and then " A "poof" came out of his mouth, but he wanted to spray but was knocked back to his original shape by Yi Yiling's words.

"What's wrong? Isn't it good? But you promised me that I'll finish it." Yi Yiling took out a tissue with a little guilt to help Qi Dianxuan wipe off the remaining alcohol from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at him expectantly God knows how good Yi Yiling is at acting, Tian Yumo's cunning is nothing at all, and Yi Yiling is the king of black belly.

Qi Dianxuan resisted the feeling of churning in his stomach, drank all the wine in one gulp, and said embarrassingly with the corners of his mouth twitching: "Old... granny... granny's... craftsmanship... really good... ah!"

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