But that doesn't matter. She enjoyed the process of this fight. If her fist could cause damage to him, the pain she had suffered before would be insignificant.

Jian sat on the ground with a butt, Fang Xiaoxiao from the audience reached out to touch the purple purple on Jian's body, and the pity in her eyes almost melted her.

Seeing that Fang Xiaoxiao was about to cry, she interrupted her with a simple impatient voice: "Go and get me a few bottles of drinks, preferably wine."

Fang Xiaoxiao raised her eyes and responded repeatedly. Then she looked around and ran to the bar not far away. She picked up three or four bottles of drinks. Two of them were in English, and she couldn't understand them. Anyway, she could just drink them.

Simply pulled out a bottle from Fang Xiaoxiao's arms and threw it to Gu Jiu opposite him. He took out a bottle himself, unscrewed the bottle cap and drank a large mouthful. The slightly yellow liquid overflowed along the corner of his mouth, slid across his neck, and flowed into the round curve of his chest, and then disappeared...

Gu Jiu's eyes darkened, and he quickly turned his gaze. He opened the bottle cap in his hand absent-mindedly, took a sip...

After the Adam's apple rolled, Gu Jiu suddenly spit out all the water in his mouth, his face a little embarrassed...

He then looked at the English name on his bottle, frowned immediately, then reached out and threw the bottle to one side, ran off the stage, and quickly walked towards the men's bathroom...

Simply looked at the figure that disappeared in a blink of an eye, a little confused.

Fang Xiaoxiao, who was beside her, blinked her eyes, went around from the bottom of the stage to one side, picked up the bottle that Gu Jiu threw away, and muttered: "Does this rich man even choose drinks? As for? Is it so hard to drink? The reaction is so big..."

After saying that, I sniffed my nose gently, put the bottle in my hand closer, and smelled it, and it seemed like there was a smell of wine?

"Simple." Fang Xiaoxiao ran to Jian's side and asked tentatively: "Can he not drink?"

"Hmm?" Su Jian said subconsciously in confusion.

Fang Xiaoxiao handed the bottle to Jian and took a look at the English words on the bottle, but it was just a pre-mixed bartender.

She raised her head and drank the remaining little bit, savored her lips, and then said indifferently: "Just this level of alcohol, even if he can't drink, he will not get drunk. It's okay!"

I didn’t drink it anymore! As for the reaction that was so big?

Besides, the basic social etiquette of these upper-class celebrities is impossible to avoid touching this wine!

If you don’t want to drink a thousand cups, at least you shouldn’t drink wine without getting drunk.

"But his reaction was that he was allergic to alcohol or feeling uncomfortable, so he couldn't touch alcohol, or something?"

Fang Xiaoxiao was a little worried, after all, she took the drink from the counter.

After a brief pause, the body is not allowed to drink alcohol, high blood pressure heart disease, or contraindications for the stomach, liver and intestines.

It seems that people with hemorrhoids should not drink alcohol...

It would be fine if she was really allergic to alcohol. If there was any physical problem, she would have to win this game even if she had to pay her life!

Thinking of this, Su Shi suddenly got up, bent over and walked through the rope, and ran to the bathroom—

She had to take this opportunity to ask for it.

Fang Xiaoxiao and the referee who were still there looked at the figure who left suddenly, and their brains slowly emptied, emptied...

Then, the referee received an inquiry call from the director and ran out to report what had just happened and his complicated psychological feelings...

Fang Xiaoxiao stood there, her body stiffened for a few seconds. The writer's brains and imagination and her brainstorm for the possibility of what would happen later...
Chapter completed!