Poisoning the World: The Secret Service Mysterious Doctor is a Young Beastly Wife Chapter 2705: This wine is not my taste

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So she glanced at Rongyue Tianlan inexplicably, then turned her eyes, and was too lazy to guess what mood Rongyue Tianlan was at this moment.

Rong Yue Tianlan looked at her for a moment and suddenly said, "Since four people are drinking, where are the other two cups?"

Ji Shenyue frowned slightly: "This, I don't know that there will be so many people, so I took my cup and his cup with me." She is not a person who often invites people to drink.

Rong Yuetian Lan's fingers in his sleeves were slightly shaken: "It seems your relationship is really good."

Rong Yuetian Heng smiled and saw his teeth, but he put his arms on Ji Shenyue's shoulders: "Of course! We are fatal friends, the kind of life and death that we will never give up ..."

The corner of Ji Shenyue's lips is drawn.

But his words are not wrong, she and he are indeed friends, and they have suffered a few times ...

At this time, refuting this wasn't ridiculous, so she smiled, didn't speak, and held up a glass of wine: "Come, toast for our friendship." He took the opportunity to pull his wolf paw down.

Rongyue Tianmao naturally toasted her with a hearty drink and then drank a hearty drink.

He touched his mouth, turned his head toward Rongyue Tianlan, and said, "Eighth cousin, Brother Shen and I not only love each other, but also have similar hobbies. For example, this wine, I like this Luoshenxiang. The thing is, Brother Shen also likes this. Do you say this is destined for heaven? "

Ji Shenyue was shaken by his words.

This kid speaks like a devil in general today. What is the destiny of heaven? Doesn't that describe couples or lovers?

But can this metaphor be used for family and friendship?

Ji Shenyue was not sure at the moment.

Although Rong Yuetian Yao bears the name of both civil and military, in fact, his accomplishments in this aspect of the text are really not high, and idioms are occasionally wrong. So it ’s okay for him to use the wrong allusion now ...

Rong Yuetian Lan's lips were slightly shallow, and he didn't speak. He turned a cup between his fingers, poured a glass of wine, took a sip of light, and frowned, and said, "This wine is not for me. Taste is too dull. "

Rong Yuetian is not convinced: "This wine is strong enough, and the stamina is very strong. Don't pick and choose among those who eat white food! If you have the ability, you can come up with a better drink!"

Ji Shenyue rubbed her eyebrows: "Don't do these verbal battles at this time. He doesn't have anything on his body. Where can I get good wine? Don't lift these idle bars ..."

Without saying a word, I suddenly closed my mouth and stared at Rongyue Tianlan's finger.

Rongyue Tianlan is like a juggler, who turns a bottle of wine from his fingertips.

He cut off the mud seal on the altar, and a strong and sweet wine fragrance overflowed suddenly ...

Ji Shenyue has good wine, so she can discern the pros and cons of the wine just by smelling the wine. At this moment, when she smells it, she feels refreshed and the pores in her body seem to relax.

Good wine!

The two words simply don't seem to describe the quality of this wine.

Ji Shenyue has been drinking wine for so many years, but compared with this wine, those wines seem to be unbearable ...

Rongyue Tianchi sent out his hand to grab the jar of wine: "Good wine! Eight cousins, why do you get such good wine now? Come on, fill up, fill up." The wine glass in his hand was directly put together. Under the wine jar.