Lustful Auntie

Yan Wuque looked at the two bottles of wine in front of him. He couldn't help hesitating. When he was in Beijing, he not only had the reputation of a thousand hand Guanyin, but also had the reputation of a thousand cups of wine. He had the best drinking capacity in the capital. He once boasted that the person who could drink Yan Wuque had not been born.

Of course, this was his joke when he was young and frivolous, but it also showed from another side that his drinking capacity was really good. At least in his circle, he was one of the best.

However, no matter how good the wine is and how a thousand cups can't fall, it depends on how to drink it. Now I drink four kilograms at once, and it's more than 80 degrees of spirits. It can be imagined what will happen if these two bottles of wine go on.

Looking at Yan Wuwu's reluctance to lift the wine bottle, the fat man over there held up the chicken leg, facing Yan Wuwu from afar and said sarcastically, "Why are there so many swallows? Can't you afford to lose? Or can't you drink? Just drink a bottle as long as you speak. Everyone is an acquaintance. Why do you have to die?"

The fat man said sarcastic words heartlessly, but he grabbed a bottle of wine, opened the lid, chewed a chicken leg, and then took a mouthful of strong wine. He shouted exaggeratedly while eating. Good wine!

Most of the children of senior officials have a common problem. They are not arrogant, but most of them have pride, not to mention Yan's lack. His pride is famous in Beijing.

Now when he heard the fat man say these words, although he knew it was the fat man who deliberately used words to run him, he just had to put it on.

He snorted coldly, looked at the fat man contemptuously, then picked up a bottle of liquor, looked up and poured it into his mouth!

No wonder Yan wuduan has a reputation for not drinking a thousand cups. With his drinking style, such courage and pride, who can be as heroic as his pro?

Listening to his sound of drinking, all the people in the ninth column changed color in horror. How can the captain drink like boiled water? You know, this is an 85 degree liquor. If you pour it down so violently, won't your stomach be burned? However, looking at the captain's unchanged face, it seems that he doesn't feel at all. The people of the ninth column worry from the beginning. With Yan's stomach full of wine, it has become a crazy worship. It is worthy of being their captain. Such heroic drinking is really cool!

The green snake has already looked at the captain with tender eyes. Such a man is the man she wants to follow all her life.

After a bottle of wine was eaten, Yan Wuwu's stomach had already been overturned. It was impossible that the 85 degree liquor hit violently without sparking. Yan Wuwu felt that there were flames burning in his stomach, but he pressed himself with his deep Qi. Although his internal power was extraordinary, he wanted to suppress the wine with his internal power, That's not an easy thing.

Now my mind is quite clear, but if I really drink too much and if the wine gas counterattacks, even if I have a deep internal reaction, I can only be drunk.

With a "pa", Yan Wuque slammed the wine bottle on the table, and now he looked as if he had nothing to do.

"Yan Dashao is really a good drinker. It's really admirable that a bottle of wine packed in two kilograms can be finished in one breath."

The fat man is still eating chicken legs and drinking wine. He looks leisurely and says that he doesn't want money and has no self-restraint.

"Hum!" Yan Wuwu looked at him coldly. A burst of wine came up. Yan Wuwu hurriedly stopped with his real strength and pressed it down. The wine was really strong and full of stamina. I didn't feel anything when I drank it just now. Later, I found that the wine was so delicious.

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"Yan Dashao really has an extraordinary capacity for wine, but it seems that there is still a bottle left?" after Ye Fan finished, he pointed to another bottle open on the table.

Yan wuduan's eyelids jumped and her heart sank in an instant. This bastard, if we don't start a war on this!

As soon as Ye Fan's words fell, the fat man over there immediately took over the words and said, "Xiao Fan, you're wrong. Yan Dashao doesn't pour a thousand cups. What's this wine? Moreover, he never persuades wine. When he's in the capital, everyone in the circle knows, so you can rest assured."

Ye Fan hesitated and said, "you can't say that. It's 85 degree liquor. Who can stand it? Yan Dashao is our old friend. He almost got it. Do you really want to kill him?"

When ye Fan said this, he was absolutely sincere. Even Liu Qin beside him looked at him in surprise. What's the matter with Ye Fan? Why did you speak for Yan Wuwu instead?

The green snake over there didn't know, so she was afraid that the captain would drink too much, so she went down the slope and said, "yes, captain..."

Yan Wuque waved his hand and looked at Ye Fan angrily. The green snake thought he heard his words, so he stopped talking. But unexpectedly, Yan Wuque suddenly picked up another bottle of wine on the table, pointed it at his mouth and drank wildly!

"Captain!"

The green snake and the people of the ninth column looked at Yan Wuke in great surprise. Captain, what's the matter? The other party clearly said to drink one bottle. Why does he really want to drink two bottles?

Ye Fan and the fat man looked at each other very tacitly. No one spoke, and everything was silent.

Yan Wukui endured the burning pain in his heart and turned over rivers and seas in his stomach, but he couldn't compare with his anger. He secretly vowed not to kill Ye tonight. He vowed not to be a man!

Just now, Ye Fan and the fat man of the Chen family obviously sang and drank, deliberately provoking him, but he couldn't help but set him up.

His proud character decided that he would never tolerate being despised by others. Even if he did drink, he would dry another bottle of wine without hesitation.

The highest level of ambush is to let your enemy know there is a trap, but the other party just has to get into it.

Yan Wukui had this feeling at this time. He felt extremely uncomfortable as if he had been punched in the chest, but he couldn't fight back directly. This feeling made him very unhappy.

This time, Yan wuduan was angry, so he drank it quickly and urgently, and it was even more deadly.

After drinking a bottle of wine, you can finish it in one breath without gasping. It takes less than ten seconds before and afte