"Since young master Zhu is so appreciative, I don't respect him."

With an indifferent smile, ye Tian directly picked up a bottle of wine on the table and drank it up in one breath like drinking boiled water.

"A few more bottles. It's a good day tonight."

"Er... Sir, it's easy to say that there are only three bottles of crane shadow Pavilion music."

Hearing Ye Tian's words, the bartender looked tight and embarrassed.

He had never seen such a drinker before, as if there was no alcohol in the bottle.

Let go and drink!

I'm not polite to young master Zhu at all.

This is the first time he has seen such a dull head.

"Three bottles first."

Ye Tiangen didn't give Zhu ran a chance to repent. He nodded directly, picked up the crane shadow Pavilion and began to drink.

As calm as before.

"Younger martial sister, your friend is really good at drinking..."

In his heart, he has killed Ye Tian. Naturally, Zhu ran will not be timid in front of the rich children in the circle.

Just smiled coldly at Mo Ling, and there was hatred inside and outside.

"Yes, Mr. Ye can drink very much."

Mo Ling smiled sweetly, pretended to be ignorant and nodded.

"I like watching Mr. Ye drink best."

"OK, ok..."

Seeing that Mo Ling was standing at the end of Ye Tian, Zhu ran was not interested in speaking again.

While the dark flesh hurt, he looked calmly at the entrance of the corridor.

Just waiting for the bar manager to come and give himself an explanation.

I'm a young master of the Zhu family. I have to wait in the club hall. What does he mean!

Soon, the bar manager took the young master of the Song family to the hall.

Seeing Mo Ling sitting beside Zhu ran, several young masters immediately straightened their eyes and were excited.

"Brother Zhu, what a blessing!"

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