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Chapter four hundred and twelve poor drinking

only.

In a moment, Lin Bei's fair cheeks turned red.

Seeing this.

Cheng Wei immediately poured himself a glass of wine, his right hand was still drooping, his left hand held the wine glass, and walked up with a smile: "Brother Lin, as Sheng Nan's friend, I'll give you the second cup..."

After saying that.

After saying "Do it first, it's forgiving", Cheng Wei immediately drank the wine in his glass in one sip.

after.

The other four people.

Two men and two women.

Chai Shaohui, Lu Kaiding, Jiang Yixuan and Weiwei also stepped forward separately, and each of them to Lin Bei a glass of wine.

Lin Bei was "unable to refuse" and clinked his glasses one after another, and drank them all in one go.

And every time Lin Bei drinks an extra drink, he feels like he is getting more drunk.

But I was never drunk.

The more this is.

The more excited Zhou Jiashu and others were, the less they were, they felt that they could only drink Lin Bei down.

However.

Round after round.

It repeats itself.

I don't know how many rounds later.

There are fewer and fewer wines placed on the table.

The drunkenness on Zhou Jiashu and others' faces became stronger and stronger.

Only Lin Bei.

Always like this.

It seems like I'm going to be drunk, but in fact I'm not drunk.

Now, Zhou Jiashu and others can still not know how Lin Bei was pretending to be.

This is called poor alcohol content. What is called good alcohol content?

This is almost a thousand cups and you won’t get drunk.

It was clearly intentionally cheating them.

"Lin Bei, that's what you said. Do you have a good alcohol tolerance?"

After realizing the truth, Zhou Jiashu gritted his teeth in anger, and he became drunk a little. Looking at Lin Bei, his face was not very good.

Lin Bei had a faint smile on his lips, "On our side, my alcohol tolerance is really not good, I thought..."

I think you have a good alcohol tolerance.

However, Lin Bei did not say anything later.

But how could Zhou Jiashu and others not understand the meaning of Lin Bei's dialect?

This is just trying to trick Lin Bei, get him drunk, and make him fool of himself, but he shot himself in the foot.

The key is, it's not possible to say it yet.

After all, they were taking turns to inject Lin Bei, not Lin Bei deliberately injecting them.

Zhou Jiashu and others could only break their teeth and swallow them into their stomachs.

Zhou Jiashu didn't know how much Lin Bei could drink, but he knew that if they continued to drink, they would definitely get completely drunk.
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