Chapter seventy-four. Anything else?

"Huh? "

Wang legacy wind is surprised to make a sound, a face of consternation.

Without waiting for his reaction, Su Wenzhe there has a jar of peach wine in hand.

Then, Su Wenzhe did not slow what, directly picked up the wine altar drink up.

"gurgling... "

In this way, Su Wenzhe drinking, a big pot of peach blossom brew will be a while Su Wenzhe to drink up.

"Boom! "

Su Wenzhe drank a jar of peach blossom wine, straight wine altar to the table a place, in the expression deeply drunk.

After seeing Su Wenzhe's manner and expression, Wang's eyes were full of surprise.

He can not help but swallowed saliva, mouth dry tongue looked at Su Wenzhe, asked: "Mr. Su, you... you are all right? "

Su Wenzhe Zheng for a little while, if some incomprehension looked back under the Wang Legacy, way: "Wang eldest brother, what do you mean by this? What can I have? "

Words Fang Xie, Su Wenzhe Wu ground put aside the line of sight, the vision fell directly on another altar peach blossom brew.

A little to stay fixed, Su Wenzhe lightly lightly lightly pursed mouth, if a pair of Yiyiyou did not finish the appearance.

Wang Yifeng a face of bitterness and helplessness, the heart has been dripping blood, secretly thought Su Wenzhe here to drink so much peach brew how no reaction? It gives you the feeling that you're drinking more and more.

At this time, Su Ruan where coldly glanced at Su Wenzhe, facial expression in the gas Yu comes again obviously.

She Du du Mouth, did not good gas ground stare Su Wenzhe one eye, say: "elder brother, do you still want to drink? You drink... "

Let Su soft unexpectedly is, she did not finish here, Su Wenzhe there has already carried the second pot of peach blossom brew in the hand.

Immediately afterward, Su Wenzhe did not stagnate decides what, after lifting the wine altar, then gurgled to drink.

See suwen Zhe such behavior, Su soft frown, Asvina, small mouth high, color in the eyes with a grievance, the breath are turbulent.

Wang Yifeng stared blankly at Su Wenzhe, the bitterness in his heart had swept over him like a The Perfect Storm.

Yan Laogujing looked at Su Wenzhe, frown, Heart Aghast: "He has drunk so many peach blossom brew, how did not feel at all? That is the 10,000 years peach COMPANION SPRING AH! "

Su Wenzhe did not take care of three people's strange, forthright to drink peach wine.

After a while, the second jar of peach blossom wine had been drunk by Su Wenzhe.

After drinking peach blossom wine, Su Wenzhe will wine altar to the table a place, and turn the line of sight down in the body of Wang Legacy.

After receiving Su Wenzhe's vision, Wang Zuifeng complained incessantly, he opened his mouth, as if to say something, but in the end it was nothing to say.

Silence slightly, Su Wenzhe looked at Wang legacy, if some embarrassed to ask: "that... Wang Big Brother... still? "

"This... "

Wang legacy wind a face is embarrassed, a time unexpectedly some do not know how to answer Su Wenzhe.

Stagnate Leng a moment, the king legacy will line of sight down in the Yan old body.

Yan Old under the understanding, convergence in the low expression of expression, smile a way: "The Lord of the door, I will go to fetch wine! "

Said, the Yan old man has turned toward toward the dining room to go.

Su Ruan sat beside Su Wenzhe, look full of disgust, she did not hate Su Wenzhe here to drink more wine, but from the peach wine brewing jar emitted from the sour smell is too strong, smoke her here a kind of want to vomit.

Wang legacy wind full face of bitterness and astringency helpless, he did not want to understand, Su Wenzhe here we can drink so much?

Not Long, Yan old there again carrying peach wine back.

Su Wenzhe slightly embarrassed to sit, his heart is also very clear, oneself here again and again beg to drink peach blossom brew, more or less seems to be some inappropriate.

Yan Old will two jars of peach wine on the table, said with a smile: "Mr. Su, the two jars of peach wine is the last two jars! "

Su Wenzhe smiled back, also did not say anything, only gently nodded.

Wang Feng secretly relieved, although before and after has moved out six tankfuls of peach wine, but fortunately, Yan Lao here has been broken, in addition to the two tankfuls of peach wine, wine cellar at least still so several tankfuls.

Su Ruan's face had already sunk in. She stared at Su Wenzhe angrily. She wondered why Su Wenzhe was so fixated on drinking?

Silence a moment, Su Ruan can not stop ground to say: "elder brother, you still want to drink? "

Smell speech, Su Wenzhe looked back at Su Ruan, if some embarrassed to reply: "Ruan, I drink the last two jars of this did not drink, okay? "

"Huh! "

Su Ruan Leng Hum A, two hands embrace in the chest, the whole person has been very angry.

Under normal circumstances, Su Wenzhe would never have let su Ruan be so angry. He would have thought of ways to coax Su Ruan. But this time it was different. The peach blossom wine just seemed to have some kind of magic power. It firmly captured Su Wenzhe's heart, that made him want to keep drinking.

A little to stagnate, Su Wenzhe put aside the line of sight, but will gaze at the table on the two altar wine.

He pursed his lips, as if in a fit of impatience.

See Shape, Wang legacy wind hurriedly will wine altar of the paper cover opened, smiling way: "Mr. Su, please! "

Su Wenzhe a little Leng under, also don't polite what, directly end up wine altar drank up.

"GURGLING! "

After a while, a jar of peach blossom wine was drunk by Su Wenzhe.

"TSK, TSK! "

Su Wenzhe walked with a face, and felt that the peach blossom wine was getting better and better. He could clearly feel that, with the wine flowing into his stomach, there was a wonderful air current swimming in his body. The air current was warm, let Su Wenzhe make the whole body feel comfortable.

After seeing Su Wenzhe drink up a jar of peach blossom wine, Wang Yifeng looked a little ups and downs, a little pause, he will open the last jar of peach blossom wine, and then pushed the altar to Su Wenzhe, smiled and said: "Mr. Su Really is magnanimous Ah! "

Su Wenzhe embarrassed smiled, and then no longer slow, this will be the last pot of peach wine in the hands of the carry.

This time, Su Wenzhe did not hurry to drink, he gently closed his eyes, a face drunk to smell.

See Su Wenzhe such facial expression of expression, Su soft gas cheeks red, scornfully stare Su Wenzhe, no good manner tunnel: "really a rotten drunkard! "

Su Wenzhe ignored Su Ruan here, the whole person is still wandering in a wonderful feeling.

He could feel that, at that moment, from the inside of the wine-pot, there were wisps of wonderful air rising slowly.

Wang Yifeng frowned, a face inexplicably looking at Su Wenzhe, do not know Su Wenzhe such facial expression why.

Yan old facial expression is dignified already, the heart made a whiny: "He is doing? ... Can he feel the spiritual power in the wine is not? "