"Honey, let's change a drink." Qidianxuan smiled and said to Yi Yiling. He ignored Mu Chenluo's surprised and angry expression and actually gave such a terrible drink to Xiaoling. He was really sinister and shameless.

Yi Yiling smiled helplessly and said to Qidianxuan: "Don't worry, there is no poison in the wine."

Of course the blood poppy is not poisonous, but the cup of blue flame in her hand is poisonous. The more beautiful something is, the more poisonous it is.

"No, honey, that glass of wine tastes like yours, I like it." Qidianxuan looked like a kitten, as if he was trying to please his master.

As a result, this glass of wine was dubbed "like a wife", and it became one of the must-try drinks for people who come to night bars in the future.

"Here, here you go, don't waste it!" Yi Yiling handed the wine glass in her hand to Qidianxuan and glanced at it regretfully. Of course, she wanted to let Qidianxuan taste the best wine.

"As you command, my dear wife!" Qidianxuan happily took the wine glass and glanced at Mu Chenluo proudly. He was extremely childish, as if to say: Look, look, do I have you?

Mu Chenluo still had that zombie face, but he was smiling in his heart: The wine specially prepared by An himself and the medicinal powder prepared by Xiao Ling were one of An Ye's top ten tortures.

The lights are still colorful, with different colors of light hitting different people, and different shadows appearing on the ground, varying in size and length.

Qidianxuan shook it slightly with his hand a few times, but found that the seven layers of liquid in the wine glass were not mixed up, and the seven colors were still distinct. This showed the bartender's superb skills. He raised the glass, took a sip, and then "

A "puff" sound came out of his mouth, and he wanted to ejaculate but was brought back to his original state by Yi Yiling's words.

"What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good? But you promised me you would finish it." Yi Yiling felt a little guilty and took out a tissue to wipe off the remaining wine from the corners of Qidianxuan's mouth, and then looked at him expectantly.

, God knows how good Yi Yiling is at acting, Tian Yumo’s cunningness is nothing at all, and Yi Yiling is the king of evil.

Qidianxuan resisted the churning feeling in his stomach, drank all the wine in one gulp, and said with twitching corners of his mouth in embarrassment: "My...grandma's...craftsmanship...is so good...ah!"
Chapter completed!