Second Marriage with the Alliance Marshal

C41

Ling Changfeng looked at Xu Xinghe and was speechless for a while.

    While his little spouse promised not to drink much, he poured the wine into his mouth one cup after another—it was no longer a matter of yang versus yin, it was totally yang versus yang.

    Even if you think about it carefully, if the other party is really drunk, it is yourself who will take advantage.

    However, when think about not long ago, Xu Xinghe also promised well, and finally he was drunk outside before going home...

    Ling Changfeng calmly licked the tips of his teeth.

    His index finger tapped lightly on the table, and asked Xu Xinghe in a light voice, "Have you tasted the wine?"

    Xu Xinghe was drinking vigorously, and he began to talk more, completely unaware that the other party's tone was not right: "I tasted it! Compared with ordinary wine, the wine has a stronger aroma, and it also has a fragrant fruity aroma and taste. Delicate and silky, slightly sour, slightly bitter, but not astringent - in short, a good wine! It's just that the alcohol is too low to drink well."

    Ling Changfeng: "..."

    When General Waite heard it, he explained in his rough voice: "How can wine have a high degree? But don't think that this wine has only 13 degrees, and the stamina is not small! You also take it easy, don't get drunk."

    The Xu Xinghe people have slowly started to get excited, and said unconvinced: "Just kidding, I will get drunk with 13 degrees of wine? I was on the campus of Capital University back then, but I was called the leader of the wine table."

    "So powerful?" Parrish was intrigued and looked at the omega who looked so young, "Then you must be very good at drinking?"

    ——And Changfeng are completely two extremes.

    Xu Xinghe said firmly: "Of course!"

    Hearing this, Ling Changfeng glanced at him lightly, but did not expose him in person.

    He felt that Xu Xinghe's drinking capacity would not be too good. Because I saw him drunk twice just by myself, and it felt like it was quite easy to get drunk.

    But he didn't know how much Xu Xinghe drank last time to become like that. That is to say, he didn't have a very precise understanding of Xu Xinghe's alcohol consumption.

    Lin Ting's eyes lit up: "Disrespect, disrespect, I am also the head of the wine table of our First Military Academy, why don't we have two drinks?"

    Xu Xinghe nodded: "Drink! But drinking this wine is too wasteful." Then he turned to ask the waiter, "Do you have any other wine?"

    Lin Ting patted the table and said, "Refreshing! If we want to drink, we will drink it hard!"

    Then he turned to the waiter and said, "Two bottles of crystal vodka!"

    Xu Xinghe knew that this was about to start drinking, he hesitated, but felt that men couldn't admit defeat at such a time.

    No, still gotta go!

    The first thing to do in a wine fight is to overpower the opponent, so Team Leader Xu turned on the taunting skill: "I have a friend whose surname is also Lin, and he can drink enough food to drink, but I don't know if Colonel Lin can handle the wine table. How many kilograms?"

    Lin Ting, who is really not drunk, smiled calmly: "The mouth cannon is useless. If we see the real trick in the wine field, we will know if we drink it?"

    Seeing this, the people at the table began to boo.

    Only Qin Yuan noticed that something was wrong, he silently stepped back, and started to smash the truffle eel rice in the bowl.

    Sure enough, the next moment, Marshal Ling spoke up.

    He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Ting, his tone was slightly cold: "Are you drunk before you drink?"

    Then he turned to look at Xu Xinghe: "Is this what you mean by 'never drink too much'?"

    Lin Ting only felt a coldness strike, his smile suddenly froze on his face, and he couldn't help shivering.

    Seeing this, his wife Su Lan also patted him and persuaded: "You said that you are in your fifties, what kind of wine are you fighting with children in their twenties? Winning is also shameful, losing is even more shameful, almost the same. Got it."

    After a pause, he threatened again: "If you are really drunk here tonight, you don't have to go home."

    Although the atmosphere at the wine table was a bit high, Lin Ting himself was completely sober.

    Realizing that something was wrong, he hurriedly stopped the waiter who was going to open the vodka, and finally waved his hand away.

    However, Xu Xinghe, who was drunk, was not very sober.

    He and Ling Changfeng looked at each other for a moment, then began to be rude: "When did I say 'never drink too much'?"

    Ling Changfeng looked at his little spouse with a bit of anger and amusement, and his tone was still indifferent: "Didn't you just try to see what this wine tastes like? Now that you have tasted it, can you stop it?"

    Xu Xinghe looked at him fearlessly: "I haven't tasted enough yet! To be honest, do you feel bad for this good wine? So you are reluctant to give it to me?"

    Ling Changfeng: "..."

    He took a deep breath, his voice still calm and said: "Yes, I feel bad for wine, this year's wine is one bottle less, so can you drink less?"