"Such a beautiful wine, if you don't taste it, you will die in vain. Come on, drink..."
You don't have to find something to hold the wine, just hold it in your hands and drink it.
Ding temple is on the side of the temple and looks straight at it --
this drunkard is a drunkard!
As long as the encounter of wine, whether dead or alive!
He took the leaves, folded them into a wine cup and handed them to Cui Bangtang.
"With this, let's drink slowly There are so many more! "
"Yes, there is so much more. Drink slowly!"
Cui Bangtang beamed, took the wine and looked at it.
"It's too small..."
Not waiting for the temple to talk more, he has already picked up the wine jar, facing the mouth, holding up his head and pouring down a few big mouthfuls.
Ding Temple:
Is this drinking?
Is this a cow drink!?
I don't need him at all.
Cui Bangtang took a big gulp and found that Ding temple was sighing at the wine jar.
"What's the matter? Why don't you drink it? "
His face was red and purple, and his eyes were full of wine.
"Why, can't I drink without food and wine?"
Ding Temple sighs: "elder brother, I really admire you, all this time, you still drink down?"
"No matter whether he is dead or alive, as long as there is wine, the dead and the living are the same..."
Cui Bangtang patted the wine jar beside him and sat down beside him.
"Come on, you and I will die. We'll have a good drink and do it..."
"I can't, I use this..." Ding Temple quickly filled some with leaf wine cup and held it high: "elder brother, I can't drink this wine, so I'll use this to you..."
"You see, drinking like a scholar!" Cui Bangtang was unhappy, but he didn't care.
Anyway, as long as he drinks well, other people don't care.
"Come on, let's do one to celebrate us We can still drink when we die
Ding Temple:
Can you celebrate when you die!?
This drunkard's death is a little different from that of normal people, huh!?
Taking advantage of Cui Bangtang's drinking space, he poured out his own wine and pretended to hold his head high and smacked his mouth.
"Don't tell me, the taste of this good wine is different. It's very sweet..."
"Well! Sweet with the fragrance of wine, a word - beauty Cui Bangtang shakes his head and enjoys his face.
Ding Temple looked around and sighed again: "Alas, I don't know how long the huangquan road is. After drinking these wine, are you waiting in line for the oil pan..."
Cui Bangtang's eyes suddenly opened: "you What do you say
"What, what?" Ding Temple blinked: "I said, we do not know how long we still have to walk on the huangquan road..."
"Huangquan road?" Cui Bangtang looked at the wine jar: "I said, isn't there supposed to be Mengpo soup on the huangquan road? How can we be wine... "
"Yes, that's what I don't understand." Ding temple is frightened, Cui Bangtang still has the mind to deal with this.
Ordinary people pour so much wine down, this head has already become paste.
Good for him!
You can also think of Mengpo soup.
However, the next second, Cui Bangtang laughed.
"I said," brother, you and I are all dead. What do you care about? Big deal, die again Whether it's Mengpo soup or wine, drink it first
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