Even with the help of the old fish, there are still five jars of wine left.

If you drink this, it is estimated that before he finishes it, he will no longer be able to tell the difference between east and west.

"Three young masters?"

Haha bitterly looked at Ling Luoyu.

Ling Luoyu Danshui Wuhen: "What are you doing? Are you still looking for someone to drink with you?"

"That feeling is good..."

Glancing at Dingmiao and Zhou Yan, seeing that they didn't mean to move, I laughed at myself.

"Forget it, keep the two of them, and when I'm drunk for a while, you can help to lift me!"

"Then please!"

Ling Luoyu meant to knock him to the end.

Feng Chenglin guessed that if he didn't drink it, he wouldn't let it go.

No longer hypocritical, grabbed a jar of wine and poured it down.

Entrance--

"puff"

A sip of wine came out.

"What's this stuff?"

Ling Luoyu's pupils shrank: "What?"

"No, there is a problem with these wines... it's very spicy..." Feng Chenglin wiped the corners of his mouth and frowned.

The ones I drank just now, although they didn't taste good, they were much better than this.

At the very least, the ones just now can be swallowed!

Zhou Yan walked over quickly and glanced at him and took a sip of wine into the entrance.

Swallow it and wipe off the wine stains from the corner of the mouth with your sleeve.

"Not as unbearable as you said?"

"How come?" Feng Chenglin glanced at the wine jar unclearly.

The wine is indeed the jar of wine he had just drunk.

But looking at Zhou Yan's expression, there is nothing wrong with it.

It seems like he was hypocritical.

"Fatty, do you want to admit it?" Ling Luoyu rolled up his sleeves, hands on hips: "Are you still waiting for me to go there and taste it myself?"

"No need..." Feng Chenglin whispered, and smiled awkwardly: "Spicy wine, doesn't this man drink so spicy? Just be spicy..."

The words in his mouth were light and windy, but when he really drank, he frowned.

After finally getting down with a jar, his belly seemed to be lit up.

Even from the tip of the tongue to the lower abdomen, the fire burns like a line of fire.

"What's the matter? It's a bit... uncomfortable..."

He tore off his collar, his expression of pain on his face.

However, uncomfortable is uncomfortable, and the things to be accomplished must continue!

Taking a breath, grabbed the second jar of wine.

Zhou Yan suddenly made a move, pressing his wrist with one hand, looking at him with fixed eyes, and then withdrew.

"Have you seen it?"

Ling Luoyu and Dingmiao stepped forward together.

"as same as him?"

"when did it happen?"

Three people, three pairs of eyes, each with a different color.

Feng Chenglin felt inexplicably hairy when he was seen: "No...you three, what does this mean?"

Just looking at him straightforwardly, the gods have to get furry too! ?

"...What do you mean? Do you feel it yourself?"

Ling Luoyu stepped forward carelessly, stood opposite him, tilted his head, and looked at him.

Zhou Yan and Dingmiao retreated at the same time, and there was more alertness in their eyes.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

For what?

It made him seem like a pest, avoiding that one.

"No, what do you mean? I..."

Thinking of something, he suddenly looked at the old fish.

The old fish at this time was also looking at him.

The look in the eyes is not so good!

"What's wrong with me?"

Slowly raised his hand, touched his cheek, crying instantly.

"No? I won't be so unlucky, am I?!"

With a grimace, he took out a small mirror.

After a glance, it didn't feel better in an instant.