Note the sweet scale

Chapter 52: Our Forest Is About Trees (1)

"The faster, faster, better, better."

Finally, Situ Nanke did not forget to add these four words.

Four words, one word at a time, revealed full domineering and insufficient strength to refuse.

The waiter nodded hurriedly, "Okay, sir. So, do you two want drinks?"

"do not want!"

"want!"

Two voices sounded simultaneously.

It was Situ Nanke who said "no", and Yi Meng who said "yes".

Situ Nanke frowned.

"do not want!"

She is not good at drinking, what kind of wine should she drink?

"want!"

Yi Meng persisted.

She was so depressed today that she couldn't be any more depressed. Didn't she say that getting drunk relieves her worries? She wants to get drunk too!
Situ Nanke raised his eyebrows.

The little girl raised her eyebrows higher than his.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and in the end, it was he who compromised.

"Lafite 96 in Bordeaux, France."

"Okay, I'll place an order right away!"

The waiter saluted and trotted away.

"Hey!" Yi Meng hurriedly got up, trying to stop her, "Wait, I don't want it anymore!"

Situ Nanke pulled her over, pressed the chair back again, and continued to help her with cold compresses, "You didn't say you wanted it, why don't you want it now?"

Please, that's Lafite 96. That's right, she likes Bordeaux of that vintage the most, and it doesn't taste so astringent.

But can she afford the bill?
This guy obviously did it on purpose!

Yi Meng rolled her eyes back at him, "You order, you pay!"

She was also someone who could afford to drink Lafite, so of course she knew how much the wine was worth, and she already owed him so much money, she didn't want to add another [-] to the bill.

Before Situ Nanke could speak, she had already looked at him sideways and asked.

"How do you know I like to eat these?"

The little girl's eyes were full of surprise and puzzlement.

She really doesn't remember all of it? !

As soon as Situ Nanke was distracted, the strength in his hand was unconsciously a little heavy.

"what!"

Yi Meng screamed again.

He came back to his senses and raised his hand to support her head.

"Hey, don't move around anymore."

The towel has been soaked by the chill of the ice, and it was pasted on the wound. The coolness gradually paralyzed the painful nerves, and the pain of the wound seemed to become insignificant.

The waiter hurried back, cleared the table, and set the two appetizers.

Seeing the delicious food on the table, Yi Meng immediately grabbed the tableware and started to eat.

Although eager, eating is still elegant, after all, some things are in the bones.

"You two please take it slow."

The waiter opened the wine, poured good wine for the two, and immediately exited the box knowingly.

The starter was settled quickly, and when the soup was on the table, Yi Meng took the wine glass, brought it to her mouth, and took a sip.

"How do you know him?"

Situ Nanke asked while helping her apply ice.

"Who?"

"Han Xuesong."

He bit these three words very clearly, and his tone seemed to want that person to chew them up in his mouth.

How did you meet?
"We met at a classmate's birthday party..."

I still remember that day, when he was wearing a white shirt, he stood under the light as if his whole body was glowing.

Yi Meng's thoughts went back to the past, recalling the first time they met in high school, she felt a sense of relief in her heart, lifted the cup to her mouth, and took a big gulp.

cough!
She has never been good at drinking, she drank too fast and coughed.

"How many times have I said, drink slowly!"

Situ Nanke instinctively reminded him, stretched out his right hand and patted him on the back lightly.

Yi Meng took a tight breath.

"That day, he also patted my back like this, Han Xuesong, you bastard!"

Grabbing the glass, she continued to pour wine into her mouth.

"I told you to drink slowly!"

Situ Nanke reached out and snatched her cup.

(End of this chapter)