Chapter 102: Just drink a small cup!

Mo Qingli squinted a glance at the excited Ge Yiming and said lightly: "No, I'm a zombie. Naturally no one x / ing, I only have x / ing."
Ge Yiming: "..."
After stunning for a long time, his face turned red, and finally he spit out two words, "You are cruel!"
Xu Shige has lived for so long. He has not seen such a person as Mo Qingli, his face turned red, and he could not calm down for a long time. Sitting alone on the stool next to him, sulking.
Mo Qingli looked funny, and banged his elbow with Ge Yiming.
"What?" Ge Yan gave a glance at Mo Qingli, and looked unprepared to deal with Mo Qingli.
Mo Qingli raised an eyebrow and said quietly: "If you have two dishes, this palace may consider allowing you to drink a glass of wine."
As soon as the words fell, Ge Yiming picked up the chopsticks and clipped two dishes regardless of his image.
"Well ... is this okay?"
"Huh ..." Mo Qingli looked at the funny Ge Yuming who was eating meals, and couldn't help laughing, but still couldn't help laughing, and whispered, "Huh."
There was tenderness in her tone that she had never discovered before.
Ge Yiming was also rude. He picked up the jug in Mo Qingli's hand and poured himself a glass of wine, and then drank it.
It is a pity that a glass of wine is not enough for Ge Yiming to fill his teeth. When Ge Yiming prepares to pour another glass, Mo Juli is ruthlessly snatched away.
"Drink another small cup!" Ge Yiming looked at the jug with golden eyes, and took advantage of the strength of the wine to pour away at Mo Li.
This look caused Mo Qingli to stun it for a moment, a suspicious blush appeared on his face, "keke ..."
Ge Yiming thought that Mo Qingli had agreed, and he grinned and stretched out his hand to prepare to take the hip flask from Mo Qingli's hand, but unexpectedly the hip flask was still tightly held by Mo Qingli, how could Ren Ge Yiming snatch? , The jug was still in the hands of Mo Qingli.
"Just drink a small cup!" Ge Yiming put his hands on x / iong, front, hands folded, said coquettishly.
Because of the previous experience, Mo Qingli did not respond much this time, but changed his hand to the other hand and said, "If you grab it again, it will become a glass of wine with three dishes."
Ge Yiming robbed many times without success, and had to stuffy three mouthfuls into his mouth, and swallowed hard. To be honest, compared with Xiaoyao Yunyan's cooking, this meal is far too bad.
However, for the sake of the wine, Ge Yiming still barely ate it, and then looked at the hip flask in Mo Qingli's hands.
Mo Qingli looked at the few dishes that Ge Yiming casually clipped, and none of them clipped on the blood-supplying dishes, his face couldn't help but be a little bad.
Pick up the chopsticks and put some blood-supplying dishes such as pig blood, chicken, pig liver, etc. into the bowl of Ge Mingming. A lot of clips.
Ge Yuming watched the mountains piled up in the bowl, and swallowed his throat, then looked at Mo Qingli, and seemed to be asking--Is he going to finish all these?
Mo Qingli nodded without hesitation, of course, "I'm finished with these and I'll give you a drink."
"Why, you liar. Obviously the two dishes are good for a glass of wine." Ge Yiming roared.
Mo Qingli raised an eyebrow and said, "This is the result of punishing you for eating lazily. Of course, if you don't want it, this palace will not force it, just these wines can ..."
"I eat, I still can't eat it!" Ge Yan angrily retracted his gaze, staring at the vegetables in the bowl in front of him, his heart widened, and his mouth opened to eat.