Princess Against the World

After speaking, he thought of something.

"No, we are all dead..."

"..."

"Such a beautiful wine, if you don't taste it, you will die in vain. Come on, drink..."

There is no need to find something to hold the wine, just hold it in both hands and drink it.

Dingmiao looked at one side and puckered his mouth--

This alcoholic is an alcoholic!

As long as you encounter wine, life and death will matter!

He took the leaves, folded them into a wine cup, and handed it to Cui Bangtang.

"Use this, let's drink slowly...there are so many more!"

"Yeah, there are so many more, drink slowly!"

Cui Bangtang smiled openly, took the drink and looked at it, speechless.

"This is too small..."

Without waiting for the Dingmiao to speak more, he has picked up the wine jar, faced his mouth, and took a few big mouthfuls.

Dingmiao: "..."

Is this drinking?

This is a cow drink! ?

Seeing this, he doesn't need to accompany him at all.

Cui Bangtang took a big mouth, only to find that Dingmiao was sighing at the wine jar.

"What's wrong? Why don't you drink it?"

His face was red and purple, and his eyes were full of alcohol.

"Why, there is no food and drink, can't drink it?"

Dingmiao sighed: "Big Brother, I really admire you. It's this time, can you still drink?"

"At this time? When..."

"We are all dead, can you still drink so happy?"

"He lives and lives, as long as there is wine to drink, those who are alive and dead are the same..."

Cui Bangtang patted the wine jar next to him and sat down beside him.

"Come on, one of you, one of me, our brothers are going to die, have a good drink, and do it..."

"I can't, I use this..." Dingmiao hurriedly filled some of the wine with leaves and held it up high: "Brother, I can't drink, just use this to respect you..."

"Look at you, drinking like a scholar!" Cui Bangtang was unhappy, but didn't care.

Anyway, as long as he drinks beautifully, no one else matters.

"Come on, let's do one first, and celebrate us...we can still have wine when we die!"

Dingmiao: "..."

You can celebrate when you die! ?

The dead end of this drunkard is really a bit different from normal people! ?

Taking advantage of Cui Bangtang's drinking break, he poured out his wine, and then pretended to hold his head up and slapped his mouth.

"Don't tell me, the taste of this good wine is different, it's very sweet..."

"Yeah! Sweet and sweet with the fragrance of wine again, one word-beauty!" Cui Bangtang shook his head, enjoying himself.

Dingmiao glanced around and sighed again: "Oh, I don't know how long this Huangquan Road is. After drinking these wines, do you just wait in line for the pan..."

Cui Bangtang's eyes opened quickly: "You...what did you say?"

"What?" Dingmiao blinked his eyes: "I said, we don't know how long we will go on Huangquan Road..."

"Huangquan Road?" Cui Bangtang glanced at the wine jar: "I said, shouldn't there be Meng Po soup on Huangquan Road? Why are we wine..."

"Yeah, this is something I don't understand!" Dingmiao was shocked and Cui Bangtang still thought about it.

Ordinary people have poured so much wine into it, and this head has long become a paste.

He is good!

Can also think of Meng Po Tang.

However, in the next second, Cui Bangtang laughed.

"I said, brother, you and I are dead, you and I are dead, what do you care about so many? Big deal, die again... Whether it is Meng Po soup or wine, drink it first!