1841 Countdown to Homecoming 10
Seville supported himself in pain, burped and said, "Wait... and wait a moment, I'll drink it."
"Then I will keep holding it until you drink it." An Ning said very firmly.
Seville didn't want the beauty to hold her glasses like this, so he quickly picked it up and killed it again.
"Awesome!" An Ning also praised. "You are becoming more and more like a man in our country, awesome."
"Are men in your country good at drinking?" Seville didn't like her tone, as if the men in Country Z were so powerful.
"Yes, men in our country can basically drink a pound, just breathe." An Ning said proudly.
"One pound?" Seville had no idea how much wine was. "How much is one pound!"
"This cup is one or two, and one pound is ten wine cups!" An Ning replied.
"Are there 10 wine cups? Then I have already drunk four of them now. If I drink six more, I will meet the standard?" Seville was already drunk and refused to give in.
Seeing this, An Ning said deliberately. "I think you should stop talking. The wine in our country is very powerful, unlike your foreign wine. The degree of foreign wine is not as high as ours and not as strong as ours. You must drink too much, and it will be bad if you drink too much."
"No..." Seville said unyieldingly. "I don't know how powerful the wine in our country is! It's completely incomparable to your liquor!"
"No, the wine in your country is not comparable to ours! I think you really can't drink it anymore, so don't drink it." An Ning continued to persuade.
At this time, Seville picked up the bottle and poured wine for himself.
One cup after another, all of them were sipped in one go.
When he reached the eighth cup, the man had already fallen on the table.
An Ning was so happy to see him half-dead. These bastards, those who harmed her motherland should die early, just drink to death.
She deliberately persuaded, "No, you really can't drink it anymore. After all, you are not a man from our country, and no one will laugh at you."
"Get out of the way, I must drink it." At this time, he spoke with a big tongue.
Then he poured himself another cup, drank it without blinking his eyes (because his eyes were so narrowed that he couldn't open it), poured himself another cup, and then started drinking it.
When he finished drinking 10, the man was already lying on the floor.
An Ning saw that he was drunk and unconscious, and curled the corners of his mouth.
In his heart, he cursed, "I hope you will die of drinking at once, that's fine."
An Ning walked out of the door and closed the sliding door.
Mo Ang was waiting for her in the corridor, and they came to the garden, a secret location. "Drunk?"
An Ning nodded. "I'm already unconscious."
"Don't be so close to him, and don't underestimate this man. If he is so easy to deceive, he will not become the heir to the Andrew family." Mo Ang said worriedly.
"I know."
Mo Ang glared at her again. "If you really know, you shouldn't do this. You know how much trouble you caused me and how much energy it took!"
An Ning curled the corners of her mouth, not thinking she was wrong at all. "But with me here, I will definitely help you!"
"Do you badly!"
"That may not be." An Ning was still very confident in himself. "In many agent films... many difficult projects are completed by women because women have their own advantages, especially I am still a beauty."
Chapter completed!