As soon as the wine glass touched the lips, it was stopped by a big hand. Luo Anning stared at the man beside him angrily. Rong Shaoxie curled the corners of his lips, and his eyebrows were full of enchanting: "Drink less, don't get drunk."

Even though he said that, Mr. Rong's evil little thoughts in his heart are probably not so simple.

He wished An Ning had a few more drinks, the more drunk the better, so that he could show off his beastly nature!

You can do whatever you want. She usually refuses to agree to the postures and positions she may be able to experience them one by one while she is drunk!

Luo Anning didn't think much about it, and he spent all his thoughts on beer. When he heard his words, he just nodded and agreed.

I didn't notice how evil the light flashed through the man's eyes was.

It is more interesting to put the slug in. Drinking beer also requires feelings. The general understanding is that you have to drink it very enjoyable. First of all, it proves that the beer tastes great, and when it comes, it means that you are conquered by the taste of beer.

So, ten minutes after the competition began, the facial expressions of the contestants at the two long tables were almost the same.

There is no new meaning, and it is even more difficult to find the interpretation of the word "feeling" in the host's mouth.

Just because those expressions were all too exaggerated and too artificial, they did not feel any joy or enjoyment from the bottom of their hearts.

The host and the organizer couldn't help but shake their heads secretly, it seemed...

The beer glass is different from the conventional cup, very tall. Luo Anning held the glass in both hands, and at first drank in small sips, because she remembered Rong Yan's words, she should not be drunk, and she must not be drunk...

Gradually, the tip of her tongue tasted the wonderful taste of beer, especially the faint smell of maltose spreading in her mouth, which made her unable to let go of her mouth.

The small sip turned into a big sip. Holding the cup in both hands, the bright and clear eyes narrowed gently, just like a cat that had stole the fishy smell.

There is a hint of luxury in laziness.

Young Master Rong held a glass of beer and sipped leisurely, always paying attention to the little women around him. Xu Zhiyuan and the bodyguards in plain clothes were distributed beside and behind the two of them. They seemed to be participating in the competition, but in fact they were always protecting them.

"...Huh, it's delicious." After drinking a glass of wine, my body gradually warmed up. I put the empty glass heavily on the table, and Luo Anning's hand reached out to another glass of beer.

The smile marks on the corner of Rong Yan's lips became deeper and the light in his eyes became even stronger, but he still pretended not to agree with her drinking so much, worried about her, and said, "A peaceful, enough. Don't drink it anymore."

"One cup! Just one cup..."

As thin as green onion, the tenderness pointed out now in front of him, Luo Anning's face was full of a flattering smile, Rong Yan was filled with a happy heart, and he wished he could take her back to the villa and ravage and love her.

However, he was extremely calm, frowned slightly, and after thinking deeply, he said helplessly: "This is what you said, just a cup."

"Yeah!" Luo Anning held the cup with satisfaction and started drinking happily.

Xu Zhiyuan looked at Mr. Rong's expression in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched and twitched. Mr. Rong, even his wife was cheating on him, you were the only one!

Luo Anning didn't notice it. When she finished the second cup, she had time to put down the empty cup, and the empty cup in her hand was taken over and a glass of beer was stuffed over.
Chapter completed!