But he knew the depth and did not show anything. He just brought it up in person, and calmly sent five bottles of Louis XIII and a so-called dragon supporting role, a champagne.

A wine worth less than 500,000 is not considered a loss of price or overwhelming.

Then he toasted a circle of wine and quietly retreated.

This is enough for him to show off.

Of course, slow shaking is different from roadside stalls, and the restless atmosphere comes up quickly.

Everyone knew Su Mu's alcohol tolerance, so they fired at him one after another. Su Mu refused to accept everyone, and in the manner of hurting one hundred and killing ten thousand enemies, he fought against Mo Zongheng and a group of people alone, making the eyes of a group of beauties straightened.

Apart from Professor Ning, none of the beauties is a fuel-efficient lamp.

In the end, even Professor Ning was pulled down.

She rolled up her sleeves and stared at Zhu Ruirui with red face:

"You have drunk less, no, you must make up for it."

Zhu Ruirui put his hands on his hips, wishing he could step on the sofa with one foot, and shouted with a bottle of three liters of champagne:

"If you have the ability, do you dare to fight with me?"

She had long been dissatisfied with Professor Ning.

snort.

Scheming woman.

Why are you accompanying my mother's man out for a slut?

What a fucking treatment for my father.

Sitting on my mother's private plane.

It's like rolling off the sheets with my mother's man on my bed.

Pooh!

Professor Ning, who has always been gentle, grabbed a bottle of human heads and horses with his back hand:

"Why, drink this?"

Zhu Ruirui's heart was roaring.

provocative.

Bitch, you're provoking.
Chapter completed!