Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

Lin Qiao took a step forward, "I'll drink."

She didn't want to embarrass Sister Ming, and she didn't want to setback the shop that had finally improved its business this year because of her.

Anyway, it was beer, and she was thirsty, so she drank it.

Lin Qiao grabbed a beer bottle and blew directly to his mouth, gulping down more than half of it.

Not far away, Mo Siting's eyes fell on the girl.

He just recognized it.

This girl is the girl she rescued last time in the bar.

He stood up abruptly, and walked towards table number three.

Just as Song Feng lowered his head to get the wine bottle on the ground, Mo Siting disappeared when he looked up. Where is he?
Lin Qiao drank most of it, but he didn't find the wine spicy and stimulating, but it was unpalatable, and he almost squeezed his nose down.

She drank half of it and began to cough violently while leaning on the table.

Sister Ming pulled Lin Qiao's arm, "Stop drinking."

"Why don't you drink it?" the man refused to let go when he heard this, "I've agreed on a bottle, and it's still halfway there. The little girl hasn't said anything yet. It's not that I won't give you anything if you mix it up." Drink money."

Lin Qiao didn't want people to fight in Sister Ming's shop, and it was Sister Ming's voice that hurt her in the end. She said, "I'll drink it."

Lin Qiao was holding the bottle and was about to continue drinking when one hand pressed down and grabbed the beer bottle in Lin Qiao's hand.

Lin Qiao looked against the light, and met a pair of pitch-black eyes, as black as the deepest night before dawn.

She recognized him.

This is the brother Bing who helped her teach those hooligans a lesson in the bar last time.

It's just that today, he didn't wear a camouflage uniform, and he was wearing a casual outfit, which made him look very young.

"What kind of skill is bullying a little girl, how about I drink with you."

Mo Siting's long legs hooked over to a chair, sat down on the chair legs, and ordered a bottle of Erguotou.

"Drink this, dare?"

The man raised his eyes upwards, "Where did you come from? Dare to show off with me here!"

Mo Siting gave a low laugh, "Dare you, a word, if you say a word, I'll leave right away."

The man glanced at the Erguotou that Mo Siting was holding in his hand, and there were several subordinates beside him. If he was scared now, how could he raise his head in front of these subordinates in the future.

"Okay!" the man said, "Come on, drink as you please, thinking that I'm afraid of a yellow-haired boy like you!"

Mo Siting laughed, and asked Sister Ming to bring two glasses, holding the Erguotou in one hand, and poured it into the glasses like a splash of tap water.

After pouring half a glass, the man was about to raise his hand to serve it, but was held down by Mo Siting.

"Wait a minute."

Mo Siting leisurely took the wine bottle from Lin Qiao's hand, and poured another half glass of beer into the baijiu with a clatter.

Sister Ming was a little surprised by this encounter.

You know, drinking wine alone is nothing, if you drink it together, you will get drunk quickly!
This young man looked young, but he didn't expect to be so vigorous. When he came up, he used such a big beer glass to blend a glass of white mixed beer.

Mo Siting pushed forward, "Do one?"

The man looked at such a full glass of wine and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

You know, white wine is wine with [-] degrees.

And if you add beer...

Mo Siting raised his eyebrows, "Are you scared? We're going to get drunk today, and I'll be billed for the wine."

"Who, who said I was scared? Don't you look down on people? You drink first!"

Mo Siting didn't say anything else, "Okay, I'll come first."

He picked up the beer glass, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The crowd was stunned.

It's like drinking tap water!
A man pointed at Mo Siting's cup, "You... this is not a white bar!"

Mo Siting laughed, "Let your boss try it and you'll know."

"Boss, try it."

The boss stretched out his fingers tremblingly, grasped the large glass of beer, put it to his mouth, showed that he sniffed it with his nose, took another sip, and then...

The facial features seemed to be tied in an instant, and suddenly became hideous, and the eyeballs almost protruded.

What the hell... Lie!

Mo Siting leaned on the back of the chair, put one hand on the edge of the table, and clasped it lightly, "Drink up, we still have another round."

The boss pinched his nose and barely drank half a cup with the fried peanuts on the table, but he couldn't finish it no matter what.

Mo Siting looked at the calm and calm, and poured another half a glass of wine into the glass, his dark eyes seemed to be dotted with ink, "Drink quickly, since I have spoken, I can't do it now, isn't it just a fight?" face."

The boss's face was also red and white, and he was unwilling to be scolded by a brat who didn't know where he came from. He felt shameless, so he slapped the table violently, and grabbed Mo Siting collar, and shouted: "Where did you come from?"

Mo Siting was grabbed by the collar, and he didn't rush, "Brother, are you trying to teach me a lesson?"

The boss said coldly, "So what if I teach you a lesson?"

Mo Siting smiled, "I think this small barbecue shop is too small, you can't fight big bro, I want to beg the boss to go out, the street outside is huge."

When the boss heard that it made sense, he nodded and walked out pulling Mo Siting's collar.

Lin Qiao was in a hurry.

It was her reason, but now she has implicated an innocent person for no reason.

How could she not know why this soldier brother dragged those people out to beat them.

It must have been because he was afraid of damaging the tables, chairs and benches at Sister Ming's place.

She was about to chase out in a hurry, but was stopped by a person behind her.

Turning around, he saw a fair-looking man with eyes on the bridge of his nose, "Little girl, don't worry about him, he has rough skin and thick flesh."

The movement of such a table naturally attracted the attention of the guests at other tables, and those who probed their heads stood at the door and looked outside to watch the excitement.

"it is good!"

"Good fight!"

When Lin Qiao squatted and squeezed out from the crowd, he finally saw the few people in the front, and was stunned.

There was only one person standing there.

On the ground around him, there are all the subordinates of those bosses, and there are even bosses who fell on the ground and cried for their father and mother.

Mo Siting squatted down, and patted the big fat pig's face twice, "How about it, do you want to do it again?"

"not coming!"

The boss shrank back in a hurry, and someone helped him up. Several people stumbled towards the entrance of the alley, and pointed the middle finger at Mo Siting while running, "Wait for me, you boy! There is no end!"