Chapter 937: Nine hundred forty-six
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The eSports King’s Crush
- Warring Young Seven
- 609 characters
- 2021-01-29 06:25:22
Chapter 937: Ninty One Forty-Six
Because I just had a meal.
In the evening, you will not be hungry.
Mo Bei's ribs and rice were pushed to Xiaomi Pro.
It was a very ordinary dinner.
The maids didn't quite understand how the young and old masters who had never touched the wine made them prepare fruity champagne.
Of course, this champagne is close to beverages both in taste and packaging.
So young master likes it very much.
But did n’t Grandpa always think that this champagne without much alcohol should be thrown away?
How come you greet your guests?
strange.
With questions, the maid also asked the housekeeper for confirmation before opening the champagne and placing it on the table.
Xiaomi Pro's ultimate mission has arrived today.
His brother said, if he could coax the younger brother to drink a glass of champagne.
After the younger brother came back, he would not be so overbearing, and took him to the younger brother's school to see how the younger brother usually attended class.
These are all temptations for Xiaomi Pro.
At first he was afraid that his little brother was allergic to alcohol.
After knowing that it wasn't, I thought the deal was good.
It would be great if the little brother could stay in his house.
Xiao Ni Lin was thinking, holding one of the cups, her round black eyes turned, and after drinking a sip of champagne, she made a loud "ah", then handed her cup to Mo Bei: Brother, this drink is so good, you drink it too. "
Mo Bei lowered his eyes and glanced at the cup, not being so alert.
After all, I drank it from Xiaomi Lin, but since my last trip to the hot spring.
Mo Bei is very careful about everything he drinks.
So she didn't answer.
Just one sentence: "I just drink water."
The little girl pulled down her two small ears, and made a muffled "Oh".
Feng Nai touched his brother's head, and seemed to be casual: "He drank this drink last time and said he wanted to give it to you."
Xiao Ni Lin maintained a dim posture, didn't speak, his brother's ability to lie and not draft was getting better and better, and he was aggressive.
The elder brother always hurt him, and after hearing it, he certainly didn't want to let him down.
as expected.
Mo Bei dropped his eyes again, and reached out: "I'll drink and see."
"Not in a hurry." Feng Nai smiled unswervingly, and that handsome face could make people's attention inconsistent whenever they watched it: "You can drink it after dinner and watch a movie."
This is a retreat and it works really well.
If it weren't for the WeChat that Uncle Feng sent to him lying on the phone, it reminded her of a long time ago, the master repeatedly told her.
Mo Bei is almost ready to drink.
Let's take a look again.
Feng Nai didn't seem to care if she drank that glass of champagne.
When Xiaomi refused to accept anything else, she convinced his brother that he was shameless, and he was still very calm.
This is almost the same as when he played the game, there are routines everywhere.
Just one thing, Xiao Ni Lin forgot, and his "Little Brother" is also a master of game routine.
Wait until after dinner.
Mo Bei deliberately stayed and packed the table.
While a certain brought a little milk to the bath, he called the servant who had just poured water to them: "Wait."
The maid looked back, respectfully: "Is there anything you want, Master Mo?"
"It's nothing, I just want to ask if this cup has a degree." Mo Bei's voice was very light, simple and clear.
The servant smiled: "Yes, but it's very low, only three times. Mo Shao can rest assured that drinking a bottle won't do much."
(End of this chapter)