Chapter 586
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In fact, there was only one thought in Mo Boyuan's mind at this moment, and that was:
"How dare you touch my cabbage?
I'll kill you, you pig! "
As the saying goes, when rivals in love meet, their eyes will be especially red.
Both sides knew what the other was thinking, so naturally, no one wanted to show weakness.
Luo Xi watched Mo Boyuan finish the glass of white wine in one gulp. His eyes darkened, and then he also finished his own glass.
Then, he smiled again and said, "I've long heard that Mr. Mo is very straightforward. Sure enough, I've watched all your movies over the years, and I really admire you. I must toast to you again."
"Well, again and again, you just want to make me drink!"
"Fine, I'll accompany you to the end!"
Mo Boyuan didn't refuse at all and drank directly.
At this time, the people around also began to toast to each other. Of course, except for these two, everyone else drank beer.
Mo Boyuan was probably the only one present who noticed that something was wrong with Luo Xi. The others basically didn't notice anything. At this time, Lin Bei and Li Han also came over, and they raised their glasses to Mo Boyuan at the same time.
"Since you're Junior Sister's husband, you're a family. Come, come, come, let's have a toast."
Mo Boyuan gladly accepted, "Thank you all for taking care of my wife all these years. This toast is to everyone. I'll drink. Everyone, please."
How could they drink casually?
All of them directly drank.
Then, Mo Boyuan was indeed a little miserable.
Except for Luo Xi, who deliberately urged him to drink, the rest of the senior brothers also drank.
After all, who asked this man to take away the youngest junior sister in the laboratory early?
Seven or eight senior brothers came twice each, and Mo Boyuan was completely beaten by his senior brothers in succession.
Of course, these senior brothers all drank beer. Fortunately, the alcohol content of beer was much lower than that of white wine.
No matter how much Mo Boyuan could drink, at this time, his tongue was a little numb, his legs were weak, and his head was dizzy.
He drank four or five glasses of white wine, which was nearly three ounces.
He had drunk at least a dozen bottles of beer, which was 12 bottles.
The man usually didn't drink too much. If he drank, he would occasionally drink with Tan Yiming and the others. Most of them were red wine or beer, but not as much as today.
Jiang Tingxu was sitting next to the man. How could she not know how much the man drank?
She was worried and nervous.
When all the senior brothers returned to their seats, she asked in a low voice,
"Are you okay?"
Mo Boyuan leaned back in his chair and rubbed his forehead. He listened to his wife's concerned words and replied in a low voice,
"I'm fine, I'm not that bad.
Was this a question of humility?
Jiang Tingxu secretly pinched the man's thigh.
"Don't drink," she warned him.
The man blew a few breaths of hot air into his wife's ear.
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