Because we just had dinner together.
At night, you won't be very hungry.
All the pork rib rice made by Mo Bei was pushed to Nailin.
It was supposed to be an ordinary dinner.
The servant didn't quite understand why the young master, who never drank alcohol, asked them to prepare fruity champagne.
Of course, this champagne is close to the drink both in terms of taste and packaging.
So the young master likes it very much.
But didn't the young master always think that this kind of champagne with little alcohol should be thrown away
How can you take it out to greet guests
strangeness.
With doubts, the servant checked with the butler before opening the champagne and putting it on the table.
Xiao Nailin's ultimate task today is also here.
His brother said that if he could coax his little brother to drink a glass of champagne.
When the little brother comes again in the future, he will not be so domineering, and even take him to the little brother's school to see how the little brother usually goes to class.
For Xiao Nailin, all of these are temptations.
At first, he was afraid that his little brother was allergic to alcohol.
Later, after knowing that it was not, I felt that the deal was good.
It would be great if the little brother could stay at his house.
While thinking about it, Xiao Nailin picked up one of the cups, rolled her round black eyes, took a sip of champagne, let out a big "ah", and handed her cup to Mo Bei: "Xiao Nailin Brother, this drink is delicious, you should drink it too."
Mo Bei lowered his eyes and glanced at the cup, not so defensive.
After all, the drink was given by Xiao Nailin, but since the last trip to the hot spring.
Mo Bei is very careful about everything he drinks.
So she didn't pick up.
All he said was, "I'll just drink water."
Nailin drooped her two little ears, and let out a muffled "Oh".
Feng Nai touched his brother's head, as if he was very careless: "The last time he drank this drink, he said he would give it to you to taste."
Xiao Nailin maintained a gloomy posture and did not speak. His brother's ability to lie without drafting is getting better and better, and he is aggressive.
The little brother always loved him, and after hearing this, he definitely didn't want to let him down.
as expected.
Mo Bei turned his gaze away again, and reached out to take it: "I'll have a drink later."
"No hurry." Feng Nai's smile remained undiminished, that handsome face would make people unable to concentrate anytime he looked at it: "You can also drink it when you are watching a movie after dinner."
This trick is to retreat and advance, and it is really good.
If it wasn't for the WeChat message sent to him by Uncle Feng lying on the phone, it reminded her of what her master told her repeatedly a long time ago.
Mo Bei almost drank.
Or look again.
Feng Nai didn't seem to care whether she drank that glass of champagne or not.
Xiao Nai refused to accept the parting, but when his brother became shameless, he still held his breath.
This is similar to when he was playing games, there are routines everywhere.
Just one thing, Xiao Nailin forgot, his "little brother" is also a master of game routines.
Wait until after dinner is over.
Mo Bei stayed on purpose and cleared the table.
While a certain master was taking his little milk to take a bath, he stopped the servant who poured water for them just now: "Wait a minute."
The servant looked back with a respectful attitude: "Do you have any orders, Young Master Mo?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask if this cup has a prescription." Mo Bei's voice was very light, concise to the point.
The servant smiled and said, "Yes, but it's very low, only three degrees. Master Mo can drink it at ease, and it won't hurt if you drink a bottle."
(end of this chapter)