Money fans cute baby come to cheat father

Chapter 221 The Legendary Scud?
"So, have a toast?" Chu Heng proposed to her, raising the goblet in his hand.

"Okay!" Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't wish more, nodded immediately, and clinked glasses with him.

She originally wanted to bring a bottle of blood as a courtesy, but she didn't expect to actually bring a bottle of wine by mistake.Since there is wine, she will change her strategy now and pour him down first.

She felt that a blood-drinking species like the Sanguine must not be able to drink very much. As long as she can drink him down, she can take the opportunity to steal the Pharaoh's scepter quietly.

Chu Heng said in the basement just now that this pharaoh's scepter is a treasure that the blood race and other people are vying for.Maybe Bai Xue's father's illness is really caused by some people with ulterior motives, but Yan Xiaoxiao can't control that much.

All she knew was that her friend's father was on the verge of death, and only the Pharaoh's scepter was his last hope.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoxiao drank the red wine in her glass in one gulp.

"The capacity for alcohol is good." Chu Heng took a sip of the red wine, and then continued, "But red wine is not drunk like this, you need to drink it slowly." As he spoke, he gently shook the glass twice, bringing the mouth of the glass to his nose Down, sniffed gently.

"I only know that the meat should be eaten in large pieces, and the wine should be drunk in large gulps." Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at him contemptuously, and said again, "Are you a man after all, and you are such a bitch after drinking?"

She and Yan Zile are usually satisfied at home as long as they can be fed with rice, there is no such thing as leisurely drinking red wine.

It's just that her purpose at this time is to get Chu Heng drunk. With his current drinking method, it is impossible to get drunk even if he drinks until dawn.

"Drinking is a style, and you don't blame you if you don't understand." Chu Heng raised the corners of his lips, glanced at her lazily, and said with a smile, "I can teach you."

"Who cares about your teaching!" Yan Xiaoxiao gave him a blank look, took the red wine glass from his hand, and filled the red wine in his glass, "Drink with me, you must follow my rules! Let's come Fist, whoever loses will drink, do you dare to play?"

"I won't." Chu Heng lowered his eyes to meet her provocative gaze, shook his head and sincerely replied three words.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up immediately.

What I want is that he won't be okay?If he can play, how can I beat him?

Rolling her eyes twice, Yan Xiaoxiao raised her chin, patted her chest with a sense of superiority, and imitated his tone just now and said: "It's okay, I can teach you! It's very simple, just keep it safe and teach it!"

When she was talking, she couldn't help but glance at the pharaoh's scepter on the bedside table from the corner of her eyes.

Chu Heng saw through her little thought at once, but he didn't point it out, and even nodded cooperatively: "Okay."

Yan Xiaoxiao got excited, and immediately began to teach him the formula of punching and some rules to pay attention to.

Chu Heng has an excellent memory, and he quickly remembered that when he officially started playing, he, a novice, was actually better than Lan, defeating Yan Xiaoxiao time and time again.

When Yan Xiaoxiao drank the whole bottle of red wine one cup after another, she couldn't help frowning and staring at a certain man suspiciously: "Have you never played punching before? You are so skilled, you should You must be a veteran!"

"I'm just lucky." Chu Heng replied modestly.

Yan Xiaoxiao lost another round, and was about to continue pouring wine, but found that the red wine bottle had bottomed out.She thought about it, and said to Chu Heng, "Just wait, I'll go downstairs and bring up some bottles of wine."

Chu Heng held her back before she turned to leave, and said considerately, "I'll get it."

"Okay!" Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't wait more than she wanted, and quickly nodded in agreement.

After Chu Heng walked out of the bedroom, Yan Xiaoxiao quietly pawed at the door, wanting to see if he really went downstairs.However, when she looked out, she found that the corridor outside was empty, and there was not even a shadow of a person at all.

Yan Xiaoxiao rubbed her eyes vigorously, and said to herself suspiciously: "Damn it, I watched him come out, why can't I see anyone all of a sudden?"

She tried her best to stare, and searched back and forth in the corridor, but still did not see Chu Heng.Yan Xiaoxiao slowly moved out of the room, trying to see if he had entered the next bedroom.However, just two steps away, she suddenly stopped.

Isn't Chu Heng's absence here his best chance to steal the scepter?No matter where he went, it's his home anyway, so he won't lose it!
Thinking of this, Yan Xiaoxiao immediately turned back to Chu Heng's bedroom and walked over to the bedside table.

When she saw the pharaoh's scepter quietly lying on the bedside table, Yan Xiaoxiao was so excited that she couldn't describe it in words.

If she had known how easy it was to steal the scepter, she should have brought him a bottle of wine to drink with him yesterday!
She was about to take the scepter with her when, at this moment, footsteps came from the door. Before she had time to look at the door, she heard Chu Heng's deep and familiar voice from far to near: "The wine is here, Do you want to continue drinking?"

Yan Xiaoxiao had a guilty conscience at first, but she was startled when she heard his voice, and the scepter in her hand fell to the ground in response.

When she looked up again, she found that Chu Heng was already standing in front of her.So, before her heart calmed down, she was taken aback again.

"Didn't you go downstairs to get some red wine? Why did you come back so soon?" She couldn't help asking.

This man was so elusive that he appeared in front of her in the blink of an eye.

Chu Heng waved the two bottles of red wine in his hand in front of her eyes, hooked his lips and replied, "It's already taken."

"So fast? Are you riding a rocket?" Yan Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of disbelief.

She has already seen how big the Chu Heng family’s villa is. It takes three to four minutes to go from the upstairs bedroom to the downstairs bar. Even if his legs are not 4 minutes long, it will definitely take 10 minutes to go back and forth. time.

But, from when he went out just now to when he appeared in front of her now, it didn't even take 2 minutes, okay?
Could this man be the legendary scud?
Chu Heng shrugged, and replied casually: "At home, it will be faster if you go too much."

Well, anyway, that's not what she really cares about, so she reluctantly accepts this explanation.

Yan Xiaoxiao glanced down at the scepter that she had dropped on the carpet, and was about to bend down to pick it up, when someone picked up the pharaoh's scepter one step ahead of her.

Chu Heng conveniently threw the scepter back on the bedside table, and opened both bottles of wine: "Do you want to continue drinking? If you admit defeat, then stop playing."

"Drink! Of course!" Yan Xiaoxiao grabbed the red wine bottle in his hand and filled both wine glasses, "If I don't drink you up, how can I admit defeat? Come on, let's continue punching!"

Yan Xiaoxiao, who had originally clamored to kill Chu Heng without leaving any traces, was so defeated that she drank more than a dozen glasses in a row. Not long after the two bottles of red wine were brought over, she bottomed out again.

(End of this chapter)