She asked Wei Zizhen what the name of the wine was. Wei Zizhen looked at the sea, and a smile passed through the corner of her mouth, "First Love"

Lan Ruoqing was stunned. Her first love should be the meditation peak. Although they had never kissed and had not even held hands, she believed in her heart that he was the first throbbing of her relationship in this life. [26nbsp;]

Wei Zizhen's narrow eyes suddenly forced Lan Ruoqing and said, "Have you never fall in love before, and you can't even kiss each other?"

He knew that the first night she and him were not allowed to kiss this woman, so stupid, it was obvious.

Lan Ruoqing did not answer him and finished the cup of "first love" in one gulp.

He seemed to be talking to himself, "I have never been in love, I don't know how to love you, I don't know how to show off!"

Then he said to Wei Zizhen, "Please order another cup for me, I still want to drink it!"

Wei Zizhen called the waiter to order her another cup in French.

There was a smile on her lips, "This tastes so good, it's sour in the mouth, and then I feel sweet, but when I finish aftertaste, I feel a little bitter."

Wei Zizhen said to her in a low voice, "Don't think you can't get drunk if you drink this kind of wine, because you have a lot of energy."

As he said that, he drank the spirits in his glass.

The romantic French Provence seems to be filled with fragrance and romance.

But Lan Ruoqing stared at the noisy and lively eyes but felt a little sour.

At this time, a violinist approached them, and Wei Zizhen ordered a song in French.

Lan Ruoqing remembered that song where she heard it before. It was a very cheerful song, as if countless elves were beating happily.

At this time, a corner of the bar where the piano platform was suddenly gathered by light, and a Frenchman went up to say something in French.

Lan Ruoqing can only understand it through a few words she knows. There will be activities in this bar tonight.

The event is about a wine competition, and the winner will receive a thousand roses.

There were whistles and screams below the stage.

The atmosphere in the bar suddenly became boiling.

The two waiters worked together to carry a bouquet of roses arranged in a huge heart.

The momentum of wine had already risen, and Lan Ruoqing's eyes became even more blurred, as if her mouth was no longer controlled by her brain. Seeing so many roses, she naturally praised her, "So beautiful!"

Wei Zizhen got up and stood up.

What did Wei Zizhen want to do? Lan Ruoqing only felt that her head was already drowsy in the soft light.

Many French and foreign tourists have already come to the stage.

Twenty cups of whiskey were already placed in front of everyone.

The host announced that whoever finishes the whiskey in front of him will be the winner of this time and will receive a reward of 1,000 roses.

With a whistle, the game began.

Wei Zizhen looked very handsome when drinking. He raised his head and drank it down, and a beautiful arc was slid across his throat. The girl below screamed incredibly.

Even foreigners think this Asian yellow man is very attractive.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer wine glasses in front of everyone.

The competition has entered a white-hot stage.

The men and women off the court were screaming and shouting, and the atmosphere in the entire bar became unprecedentedly high.

Wei Zizhen finally swallowed the last glass of whiskey, and the wine flowed down his slender neck.

He won the grand prize of one thousand roses.
Chapter completed!