Xueba, don't look at me, look at the question!

Before Mu Nanyu could say "he has hands", Bai Jingtan had already moved the bowl in front of him, waiting for him to pour him a drink.

The skillful movements and calm demeanor are jaw-dropping.

Seeing that he didn't move, Mu Wenjun on the other side urged him again.

"Xiaoyu, hurry up, pour it for your brother...Xiaotan called yesterday to ask us to prepare more dumpling wrappers, saying you want to eat it, and now I'm asking you to pour a drink and it's still a bit of a grind."

Mu Nanyu poured the drink for Bai Jingtan with a whimper, and heard the other party say in the next second.

"Good boy." The ending sound raised, languidly.

Grass.

Bullying dog thing!

After two drinks, crayfish and crab shells were piled up on the table.

The dumplings were finally out of the pot, and Mu Nanyu neatly picked out the stuffed mushrooms and pork, and took a bite. The hot juice made him squint his eyes subconsciously, and let out a breath of satisfaction.

Not to mention, Baijingtan is good at making dumplings, and the stuffing is better than many breakfast shops.

"Xiaoyu, Xiaotan, you two are eighteen or nineteen-year-old young men, why don't you try baijiu?"

"Uncle! You are just getting better. The doctor told you not to smoke and drink less alcohol. Why do you still persuade us to drink!"

Just as Mu Wenjun was enjoying himself, he raised a bottle of white wine and waved his hand.

"Oh, what does it matter if you drink less... Before you two came back, I didn't drink a drop of wine. Today, if I am happy, uncle will drink two glasses, drink two glasses! Come, Xiaotan, you accompany me!"

Mu Nanyu couldn't stop his uncle from pouring the wine, so he looked at Baijingtan for help.

"Okay, Uncle Mu, Xiaoyu and I will drink with you...I'll drink this glass of wine, and I'll refill it for you."

Bai Jingtan moved the full glass of baijiu in front of him, and poured a shallow glass for Mu Wenjun.

Naturally, Mu Wenjun could see their little tricks, and scolded with a smile: "Xiaotan, you have learned to fool me like Xiaoyu now!"

"Drink less is better, drink less is better!"

Mu Nanyu hurriedly raised the wine glass to his uncle's mouth, gagged his mouth, lowered his head, saw the pitiful thin layer of wine in his wine glass, and frowned uncomfortably.

"Bai Jingtan, you just give me this little drink?!"

So much wine, how about feeding the chicken?

He took another look at the full wine glass in Bai Jingtan's hand, and felt more and more that he couldn't be inferior to him, so he reached out to snatch the wine bottle.

"Give me some more, this is too little!"

Bai Jingtan stopped him quickly, and hooked his lips helplessly and amusedly: "Xiaoyu, this is baijiu with a high concentration. It's the first time you drink alcohol and you'll get drunk easily. Drink less first."

"Don't come here, brother Yu, I won't drink a thousand cups—besides, isn't it your first time drinking?"

Mu Nanyu was like a fighting chicken, staring at the wine bottle in Bai Jingtan's hand.

"give me!"

"Xiaoyu..."

"Give me the bottle, or give me your glass."

Bai Jingtan couldn't resist him, so he poured a little more.

"That's all, I'll pour it for you after you finish drinking."

"Cut...how can I get drunk so easily?"

Mu Nanyu snorted softly, raised his head and drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, a pungent burning sensation spread all the way down the throat along with the wine, making his face turn red from the choking, instinctively I want to cough.

No!

Can't cough, can't let Bai Jingtan see the joke!

Mu Nanyu gritted his teeth and held back for a while, then he regained his strength and spit out a few words from between his teeth.

"...Just ordering wine like that, it's completely tasteless!"

Damn, I'm going to kill myself!

Bai Jingtan rolled his eyelids and glanced at him: "No smell?"

While speaking, he slowly raised the wine glass, his thinned lips were printed on the glass wall, the transparent wine fell into his mouth, and as the abrupt Adam's apple rolled lightly, the skin on the side of the small red mole on the side of Bai Jingtan's neck In an instant, it turned a little red.

But that's all.

Mu Nanyu watched Bai Jingtan's reaction with all his strength, trying to see any flaws in his expression.

But the movement of the other party to put down the wine glass was unhurried, his eyes were cold and his expression was upright, there was nothing unusual about it, as if what he was drinking was just a glass of plain water.

"Well, it's tasteless."

How can this be? !

Mu Nanyu would never admit that Bai Jingtan could drink better than him, and went to fill the bottle again unconvinced: "I still want to drink, let me have some more."

This time Bai Jingtan didn't stop him.

After drinking a glass of white wine, Mu Nanyu felt that his throat was going to burn, and for some reason, a little physiological water vapor gushed out from the corners of his eyes, which made him squint his almond eyes.

want to knead.

But Baijingtan is on the side.

He just kept saying that the baijiu was tasteless and he couldn't slap himself in the face.

Mu Nanyu encouraged himself.

Take another sip, and you will definitely be able to drink Baijingtan down!

Bai Jingtan glanced at the tense cheeks of the person beside him, and slowly moved his gaze upwards, seeing the crimson end of his eyes stimulated by alcohol.

Lined with lacquer-like ink eyes, she is rebellious and obedient.

"Are you still drinking?"

Mu Nanyu naturally responded: "Drink, of course! You..."

Tongue knotted somehow.

"You still owe a cup!"

"...Okay, this is what you said you wanted to drink."

Bai Jingtan filled himself with wine casually, holding the wine glass with his slender knuckles, and swallowed the whole drink.

The light-colored thin lips are a little red, but the tone is still steady: "It's your turn."

Mu Nanyu ground his molars, shook his head lightly, and shook off the swelling pain from his temples.

"hold head high!"

Another cup.

My tongue is a little numb, and I almost lose my sense of taste.

The will has been unable to prevent the pupils from being covered with a thin layer of water mist, making his vision a little unclear.

It seems that the table in front of you is turning.

Hmm...the Baijingtan on the side is also turning.

But Bai Jingtan's handsome face looks good when he turns around, with straight brows and handsome bones, just... laughing and looking at the well-dressed beasts who deserve to be beaten!

Seeing his nephew blinking in a daze, Mu Wenjun looked at the half-empty wine bottle, and quickly reached out to stop it.

"Don't drink it, don't drink it, this is baijiu, it has a high alcohol content, and it still has a lot of stamina——Xiaoyu, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, no, not uncomfortable!"

Why is it that he doesn't speak well?

Mu Nanyu knocked on the table irritably. He didn't hear what his uncle said clearly, and there was only one thought left in his mind, which was that Bai Jingtan still owed him a drink.

He snatched the wine bottle and poured it for Bai Jingtan himself, shaking his hands uncontrollably, the liquid spilled out along the side of the glass.

"Bai, Bai Jingtan, drink! Yes, brother, give me a drink!"

"Xiaoyu!" Mu Wenjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "This child—"

"It's okay, Uncle Mu, I'll help him go to the bedroom to rest after I finish this cup."

Bai Jingtan took the glass, saw Mu Nanyu staring at him with burning eyes, raised his eyebrows and smiled lightly, then drank the last bit of wine.

There were a little waves in the amber pupils, which were suppressed by his closing them.

"Xiaoyu, let me help you lie down for a while, okay?"

"What are you lying on?!"

Mu Nanyu pressed the center of his eyebrows, feeling dizzy in front of his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, and pointed to the braised pork ribs on the plate in the distance.

"I, I, I'm not full yet...I want to eat..."

Mu Wenjun looked at the tablecloth pointed by his nephew, and said in surprise, "You want to eat the tablecloth?!"

A piece of braised pork ribs was firmly sandwiched by Bai Jingtan into the Munanyu bowl.

Mu Nanyu was slurred, and finally spit out the last two words.

"Ribs".

"Okay, eat pork ribs." Bai Jingtan stroked his back lightly, and patiently said in a gentle voice, "Then let's go to bed after we're full, shall we?"