"Are you so casual in 82 Rafite?"

Gao Mu thought that such "excellent" red wine would be treasured in professional venues such as cellars, but he didn't know that it was just an ordinary wine cabinet in the office.

"I was ready to drink it, but I haven't found any chance. Unfortunately, there was no ice, otherwise it would be better to cool it down. But it doesn't matter. You shouldn't be the kind of art-like person, so we just think of the grape juice."

Without outsiders, Shangguan Mintao was also very sincere in front of Gao Mu, and he was not decent at all.

"I have heard a saying about 82 Lafite, saying that 82 Lafite is just a hype in the market and is famous in China. In fact, 86 produced in 82 is much better, but 86 was acquired by real experts and has almost no circulating in the world, so the reputation is not obvious."

Gao Mu began to show off his knowledge points that he had nowhere to verify the authenticity of the truth and falsehood that he saw online.

"You liked it for 1986, I have it too. Do you want to drink it? If you drink it, I will sober up."

I have no feelings about Gao Mu's evaluation of 82 and 86. What Shangguan Mintao has the feeling is that no matter which year it is better, she has it here.

Gao Mu covered his face with one hand, forgot, pretending that he didn't say anything.

Love is the wholesale department of red wine, and there are wines of all ages.

"Stop driving, do you really think it's grape juice?"

Unfortunately, his mouth was not as fast as Shangguan Mintao's hand speed. Before he could finish his words, 86 Lafite opened the bottle.

One hour, Gao Mu walked into the mysterious bedroom with the drunken mud on Shangguan Mintao and saw the mysterious boudoir she had not allowed him to see before.

Looking at the shy beauty lying on the bed and murmured constantly and wanted to toast.
Chapter completed!