[Conan] My years at the winery

51,

In the afternoon we went fishing by the river.

It is said that Scotland and Bourbon often caught more fish than anyone else when they were children.

Obviously, fishing is a very patient sport, and I don't have that kind of patience.

So instead of catching a fish, I accidentally startled Bourbon's fish away.

So Scotland won today's match.

Bourbon: …………………

"You actually did it on purpose!?" Bourbon looked at me.

"So?" I looked innocent.

Bourbon didn't believe it, the way he looked at me made me think he wanted to hit me.

Then I moved closer to Scotland.

Bourbon: …………………

Sure enough.

Otherwise, what is he doing?

Scotland moved back and stood in front of me. "Bourbon, don't look at him like that, you're scaring Zhen."

With Scotland on my side I was more fearless and I made faces at bourbon.

Bourbon: …………… As for Martini, who can scare him except that mad dog of Gin?

Well, today is another day of trying to turn martinis from stinky brats into dead brats.

52,

No.20 eight days:

My snacks are passive, only three packs (eating one pack) of snacks, and now only the unfinished half pack of potato chips in Bourbon's hand is left.

I:……………………

Who the hell is 12 years old! ! !Bourbon, can your revenge be any more childish? ! !It's fine to report to Scotland, but you even stole my snacks! ! !

I rushed forward and snatched back the half bag of potato chips.

My heart hurts so much that I can't restrain myself.

Bourbon, bourbon! ! !

So that afternoon Bourbon's cell phone was blown up by a group of gay guys.

Because I posted a picture of Bourbon wearing an apron and serving delicious food on the largest same-sex dating website in the United States together with the phone contact information.

I have to admit that my evaluation of him at the beginning was correct. Bourbon is indeed a handsome young man with great masculinity. Coupled with his virtuous appearance in the photos, Bourbon was quickly regarded as a gay man on same-sex dating sites. sugar baby.

Bourbon's cell phone number is dead.

Martini! ! ! ! !

That night, I took a bite of the dish and almost threw up on the spot.

It shouldn't be, shouldn't Bourbon's craftsmanship be so poor?

Then Bourbon brought out another dish.

I tasted it and thought it was a devastation to the sense of taste.

Bourbon didn't eat it.

Because he made it so unpalatable and disgusting on purpose.

Then Bourbon forced me to finish the dishes by force.

I finished eating those terrible foods that were said to be nutritious but were so unpalatable that they made my stomach sick. After eating, I rushed to the toilet and threw up in the toilet.

Bourbon smiled darkly behind me.

Bourbon!Bourbon! ! !

Sure enough, today is another day of hurting each other.

53,

I moved back home to Scotland.

Not even gin can hold me back now.

Because bourbon is so nasty! ! !

I am holding various fancy suits in Scotland.

Scotland hugged me for comfort.

"Bourbon did a little too much. I'll scold him and beat him for you. Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you are too childish, you won't be cute."

I took comfort from Scotland, and then began to list Bourbon's various crimes in the past 30 days.

I fell asleep while talking.

Scotland looked at the child who fell asleep in his arms with a flat mouth, amused in his heart, and carried him back to his room.

Then ran to the balcony and talked to Bourbon.

Scotland and Bourbon say a lot.

About him, about Bourbon, about Zhong Lizhen.