The super god lottery system of the glory of the king

Chapter 734 This wine is called life
Everyone in the bar looked at each other and exchanged eager eyes, wondering why Murong Chujiao's mood changed so drastically after drinking.

With the first sip, she shed tears.

After taking the second sip, she smiled dimpledly.

But now that she drank the third sip, she turned sullen and smashed the wine glass to pieces.

Seeing her reaction, the atmosphere in the bar suddenly became extremely cold, and the sound of each other's breathing could be heard quietly.

Only a few of them are still taking pictures and uploading them to the Internet, updating the real-time news inside the bar for everyone outside the bar.

Obviously, the release of the photos this time caused an uproar on the Internet.

"Fuck me, why did the Goddess drop the cup? Goddess, please don't be angry, okay!"

"It must be that the wine is too nasty to drink. Senior Colonel Murong can't take it anymore."

"Have you noticed that the goddess reacts differently every time she takes a sip of wine? What's going on here?"

"I really want to take a sip, but unfortunately the goddess has already dropped the cup."

"Who was splashed by that wine, come out and let me lick it!"

In the bar, only Chen Hao had a calm face, with a faint smile on his mouth, as if Murong Chujiao's series of reactions were all in his expectation.

When the waiter came to clean up, Chen Hao snapped his fingers at the sullen Murong Chujiao.

It's amazing to say that after Chen Hao snapped his fingers, Murong Chujiao's complexion gradually returned to its usual coolness, and her frown gradually relaxed.

Chen Hao smiled harmlessly and asked, "How do you feel?"

Murong Chujiao clenched her five fingers on the bar into fists: "You lied to me."

"Beauty, how did I lie to you?"

Before Murong Chujiao could answer, Zhendong next to him couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and cursed at Chen Hao: "Paralyzed, didn't you say that you can forget your sorrow after drinking the wine you made? You See what kind of jerk you just tuned?!"

"I really don't make wine that can make people forget their sorrows." Chen Hao smiled and looked at Murong Chujiao, "The wine you drank just now is called life."

Murong Chujiao frowned, she had never heard the name of this cocktail before.

Even Xia Wei on the side looked at Chen Hao suspiciously. In the past, she could call out the name of the wine Chen Hao mixed in one sip, but the glass of wine Chen Hao mixed just now, even if Chen Hao himself said the name of the wine. After saying it, Xia Qian hadn't heard of it either.

"Stop pretending, kid, let me tell you, you're dead!" Zhen Dong raised his fist as he spoke, intending to swing towards Chen Hao.

Just now seeing Chen Hao pretending to be aggressive for a few minutes, Zhendong was already very upset.

Now that he finally saw Chen Hao pretending to show his flaws, Zhendong felt that his chance to show himself in front of Murong Chujiao had come.

Teach Chen Hao a lesson and vent her anger on behalf of the goddess, Murong Chujiao might fall in love with her because of it.

When the fist as hard as iron was swung, there was a biting fist wind in the air.

In the next second, Chen Hao picked up the leftover almonds that he had just used to mix the wine, and flicked his fingers towards Zhendong.

"Ow!"

Zhendong only felt a pain in his hand, and when he looked again, a deep bloody gash had been drawn on the back of his hand, the flesh on the back of his hand was shockingly turned outward, and blood kept coming out of the gash.

He screamed in pain, and the fist he swung naturally couldn't hit Chen Hao's body again.

"Life?" Murong Chujiao murmured to herself.

"Yes, life."

Chen Hao nodded, and said to Murong Chujiao with a serious face: "Life is full of flavors, ups and downs, since you have come to this world for a while, you must try all the flavors, just like the wine just now, when you drank the first sip, You feel bitter, so you shed tears, take a second sip, and the sweetness spreads in your mouth, so you smile, and your mind is full of happy memories."

Looking at Murong Chujiao's exquisite little face close at hand, Chen Hao continued: "And after the third sip, the name of the wine will become anger, and your mind is completely occupied by anger, so you raise your hand and beat The glass is broken, and every sip of this wine has a different taste, so it is called life."

Listening to Chen Hao's description, everyone in the bar felt that it sounded a bit evil.

But judging from Murong Chujiao's reaction just now, it seems that this wine is really so awesome that every sip can taste different.

Murong Chujiao sneered: "A week ago, according to the agreement, you said that you could make a glass of wine that would make you forget your sorrows after drinking it."

What Murong Chujiao said meant that Chen Hao broke his promise.

He couldn't make such a wine, but tricked her into giving him a bento made by himself for a week.

"Beauty, I don't know what you've been through. You have to find a glass of wine that can forget your sorrows after drinking, but I want to tell you that if you don't taste all the ups and downs in your life, it can't be called life. It's like—"

Chen Hao raised his eyebrows, and a smirk curled up at the corner of his mouth: "It's like, when two people are in bed, if you don't experience the pain of ruptured membranes, you won't be able to experience the excitement and pleasure that the orgasm will bring you later."

Chen Hao's metaphor directly made Murong Chujiao's face blush.

"You only took three sips of the glass of wine just now, but you experienced the three emotions of joy, anger, and sorrow. It's a pity that you dropped the glass, otherwise you could taste other different flavors."

Chen Hao fixedly stared into Murong Chujiao's eyes, and asked with a smile, "This feeling is far more satisfying than just enjoying happiness, isn't it?"

Hearing Chen Hao's words, Murong Chujiao's red lips parted slightly, and her long and curly eyelashes trembled slightly.

Her breathing became a little messy in an instant, the exhaled breath merged with Chen Hao's, and she saw a completely different self in Chen Hao's pupils.

Chen Hao and Murong Chujiao's stare at each other obviously made Zhendong jealous.

He had always seen Chen Hao as very upset, but now they were looking at each other affectionately, if he could bear it, he would not be a man anymore.

"Ma De, what about your uncle, let me see if I don't beat you to death!"

Murong Chujiao gave Zhendong a cold look, then looked at Chen Hao, and slowly said two words: "You're right."

"What?!" Zhendong was so frightened that he almost staggered and fell to the ground.

It sounds so nonsense, even if it is told to a three-year-old child, no one will believe it. Why does Murong Chujiao still praise Chen Hao for being right?
Could it be that Chen Hao poured sweat medicine into the wine just now, he stepped on the horse, he already saw that Chen Hao's motives for Murong Chujiao were impure!

(End of this chapter)