Lin Shao's prodigal daughter-in-law

Chapter 139 Yu Wenhao Lan Luo Being Played
Xi Shaoqi quickly brought back two boxes of wine with the waiter, and said to Annan: "I'll go get it if it's not enough."

Annan nodded slightly, but did not answer him, his cold eyes still fell on the man beside him, and his tone was calm and unwavering: "Young Master Lin, let's start, don't waste time."

"Come on." Unexpectedly, Lin Mubai did not reject Annan's proposal.

A mahjong feast that does not start with gambling.

The first lap ended quickly, Lin Mubai drove first, Annan followed, and Lan Luo came last, that is to say, Lan Luo lost. Just when he thought it was a bet between his good brother Lin Mubai and Annan, and he was just an outsider, a glass of Moutai When the wine was handed to him, his face immediately turned pale: "What does this mean?"

Annan looked at him with the corner of his mouth curled into a half-smile, "What? Can't you afford to lose? It was agreed before that the loser will have to drink a glass of white wine."

After hearing these words, Lan Luo suddenly felt like he was on a pirate ship. He felt that something was wrong, so he took the cup in the opponent's hand vigorously and finished it in one go.

As soon as he drank it, he felt the burning from the esophagus all the way to his throat, which was terribly uncomfortable, but he couldn't stop drinking it. Would he admit that he couldn't afford to lose?

A man can not want anything, but he can't want to save face.

Throwing the cup aside, he immediately yelled angrily: "Go on, go on, I won't admit it, I'll be drinking tonight."

The sound of mahjong's 'hula hula' continued to resound over the box.

As the tabletop mahjong became less and less, everyone became more and more nervous. While nervous, there was a hint of anticipation. They were really curious about who would be the next to drink baijiu.

Among these nervous people, Lin Mubai and An Nan's expressions were calm from the beginning, no matter what cards they caught, they didn't change much.

"Touch, it's mushy." With Annan's crisp voice, the first person who didn't drink was born.

This time, Lan Luo's heart became anxious. If he drank any more, he would definitely be the first person to fall down tonight. He is Lan Luo, so he can't be so ashamed.

"God bless, God bless, this time I must touch three."

"Wow, wow, three, three, I touched myself."

At this moment, Lan Luo had the strength to take a deep breath. Just now he felt that he was about to suffocate.

An Nan and Lan Luo's consecutive victories left Yu Wenhao and Lin Mubai in the end. The IQ of these two can be regarded as evenly matched. Now the rest is luck. After finishing a card, the beautiful arc of the corner of the mouth slightly raised, and then said to the man opposite, seemingly guilty: "I'm so sorry, I touched myself."

As soon as Yu Wenhao's voice fell, Xi Shaoqi quickly handed a glass of white wine to his good brother, his tone was half a smile, but he couldn't hide the complacency and smile: "Hehe, drink, drink, a man, don't be caught Women say they can't afford it."

At this time, Lin Mubai took the wine glass from the other party's hand, and gave him a hard look, signaling the other party not to gloat too much.

As expected of blood relationship with Lan Luo, the movements of drinking are exactly the same.

Putting down the cup in his hand, his faint voice reached everyone's ears: "Go on."

(End of this chapter)