After two glasses were poured out, Mark let go of Elise's hand, picked up the wine glass he had just used, and touched it "bang" and said, "Cheers! Beautiful Elise."

Seeing that the red wine was poured out like this, Elise widened her eyes. Instead of taking the wine glass in front of her, she directly shrank her hand back and repeatedly checked the bottom of the bottle.

There was no problem with the bottom of the bottle. Even if it was turned over again, no drop of wine was poured out.

Elise picked up the wine glass and took a quick sip. There was no problem with the red wine, and it was not prepared in advance by Mark.

There is indeed much less red wine in the wine bottle. If you estimate it based on this amount, it should be similar to what Mark poured out.

When Mark held Elise's hand just now, she frowned very tightly, but now Elise stared at Mark with a haunted expression, "Ma, what magic are you using?"

Mark shrugged, his expression calm, "This is just an ordinary operation of a noble great magician from the East who traveled to Europe."

Mark returned to his seat and sat down, "I could even predict that this afternoon, we would have a wonderful date and be able to sit at the same table for dinner again in the evening."

"Hahaha..." Elise was so happy that the smallpox was falling. "Great magician, I can guarantee you that there was a serious mistake in your prediction, because I'm already drunk now, and I will return to the room later."

"I won't go out for the whole afternoon. I want to have a good sleep. How could I go out for a date with you!"

Mark did not refute, cut a piece of beef and stuffed it into his mouth, "Well, this beef is a bit too cooked. It seems that the chef today must be in a bad mood. He did not control the time perfectly. I ordered five-point cooked, but he was at least seven points."

Seeing that Mark had just skipped the topic, Elise did not chase and fight.

Elise drank the red wine in the cup in one gulp, and then placed the cup in the middle, "I think I want another cup from the East."

Seeing Mark picking up the bottle, Elise immediately stopped it, "I don't want to drink that bottle, I just want to drink the bottle of red wine in my hand."

"Can the great magician do a simple operation again?"

Mark shrugged, "The beautiful and sexy Elise always has a little privilege, just like the hotel manager just now, who can't help but give you a plate of foie gras after seeing you."

Mark walked over again, bent down and put his upper body on Elise's shoulder, and held his hand again on Elise's hand.

This time Mark got closer. He directly pressed on Elise's face, and the heat exhaled from his mouth and nose could be directly sprayed on her face and neck.

Mark was still very calm, "Are you ready? A miracle will eventually appear again."

This time, not only Elise, but also the guests around him stared at the bottle in Mark's hand, and even a few hotel staff members were getting closer to this side.

Mark slowly flipped over the bottle, then approached the wine glass on the table little by little, as if he was doing slow motion throughout the whole process, little by little, as if he was afraid that others would not see clearly enough.

He was so relaxed and comfortable. The bottom of the bottle clearly had a thick glass, but he seemed to have no red wine inside. He simply penetrated the bottom of the bottle and poured it into the wine glass in front of him.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and two young and beautiful girls even ran to the tables of Mark and Elise, staring straight at them.

Someone took the lead, and Mark and Elise did not drive them away, so more and more people were gathering around.

Watching the fun and gossip are always common characteristics of human beings. Soon, around Mark and Elise, there were three layers inside and three layers outside.

The consumption level of Athena Hotel is not low. Those who can come here to consume are of good personal quality. They also leave enough space for Mark and Elise, and they are not crowded directly.

Elise ignored them. She broke away from Mark's hand, took a few more quilts, and poured them with the bottle.

But reality is so cruel. The bottom of the bottle ruthlessly rejected the red wine from him.

When Elise put Mark's hand on his own, the wine directly ignored the bottom of the bottle and came out like this.

Take away your hand and the wine cannot be poured out. Put it on and the wine comes out again.

After a while, Elise had a very happy time.

Finally, when she put Mark's hand in her hand and the red wine was still not poured out, Elise cheered happily, "Great Magician, your magic has finally failed!"

Mark stood beside him with a look of helplessness, "Beautiful Elise, haven't you noticed that you have poured this bottle of red wine?"

"Huh?" After Mark said this, Elise immediately took the bottle in front of him. Sure enough, the bottle was empty and all the red wine inside had been poured out.

There were already six wine glasses on the table, all of which were poured with half a glass of red wine.

Seeing this situation, a man in his fifties in the crowd directly reached out to greet the waiter, "Give two more bottles of red wine on this table and write it on my account!"

Mark shook his head with a smile, "Thank you, but the beautiful Elise has almost drunk it. I'll finish the rest of the wine, and it should be almost the same."

This time, without giving Mark a chance to refuse, a man stood up and reached out to take away a glass of red wine. "The taste of this glass of wine must be very special. The waiter, I brought a bottle of red wine to the great magician and wrote it on my account."

With the first person, the person next to him also took action immediately.

"Give a bottle of red wine to the great magician! Write it on my account."

"Give a steak for the great magician! Write it on my account."

"Give another foie gras to the great magician..."

The few people who took the lead grabbed the red wine, but the one behind them didn't even get a soup. No one took action on the glass that Elise had just drunk, but the glass that Mark had just drunk was taken away by a beautiful girl.

Seeing everyone so enthusiastic, Mark could only shake his head helplessly, "I don't need red wine, I'll treat these wines to you."

Mark took a wine glass and poured it again, "Meeting is fate, cheers!"
Chapter completed!