Qiaoyun chuckled: "This princess is also a match for the chess."

"That's right, who can handle the dignified princess like this except this dirty thing?"

While Zuo Rou was cursing, the princess walked to Song Beiyun with a bowl, which contained the leftover wine he had just drunk.

"This wine is full of fragrance, are you making wine alone?"

"Do you drink?"

"drink."

He took another bowl and made a full bowl for the princess. When he was making wine, he did not forget Qiaoyun next to him: "Sister Qiaoyun, come on."

Qiaoyun glanced at Zuo Rou and came to Song Beiyun. He picked up a clean bowl, made some purple-red juice from another jar and put it in the bowl, and sent it to Qiaoyun's mouth: "Sister Qiaoyun tastes it."

Qiaoyun looked at him with a angrily look, but her lips unconsciously came over and took a sip of the liquid. It was sweet and sour in the mouth, with a hint of wine and a sweet and fragrant fruit flavor. It was soft in the mouth, which was much more palatable than the strong wine.

"How about it?"

"Well..." Qiaoyun didn't dare to raise her eyes: "I'll come by myself."

"I don't, I'm happy to feed my sister Qiaoyun." Song Beiyun handed the bowl to Qiaoyun's mouth again: "Big mouth."

Qiaoyun lifted her hair and took a big sip. After Song Beiyun's deacid treatment, the fruit wine stored in the cave was less tannin and more tannin flavor and aroma. In addition, the blending degree was not high without alcohol. After drinking it, it was cold first and then it was lazy and warm all over. People were a little drunk, feeling as if they were stepping on cotton, which was unspeakable and comfortable.

"When I go back, I'll fill you a can."

"Well..." Qiao Yun's heart was about to melt away. She rolled her eyes and looked at Song Beiyun quietly: "Thank you, Mr. Song."

Song Beiyun just smiled helplessly, then reached out to wipe off a drop of wine stains from the corner of Qiaoyun's mouth, and then put down the bowl.

However, when he turned his head, he saw Zuo Rou standing behind him, his chest undulating violently, obviously looking furious.

"What are you doing!"

"Where is mine! Princess has it, Qiaoyun has it, why don't I have it?"

"You're such a big deal! My nose bridge almost broke you. Do you still want to drink?"

"I don't care..." Zuo Rou simply acted arrogantly: "I just want it. I want it to be different from them! I know you have it!"

"Hiss..." Song Beiyun took a deep breath: "You are really shameless and have to lick everything."

However, his mouth was hard and hard, he still walked to another wine tank, knocked off the wax seal outside and lifted the lid. When he opened it, a strong and sweet smell of wine squirted out.

Zuo Rou's saliva flowed down at that time, and she rushed forward: "Hurry and hurry."

"So fart, I haven't gotten sour yet."

As he said that, Song Beiyun used a wooden scoop to make a few scoops of green wine and put them in a slender jar. After sipping it back and forth a few times, the wine smelled more intense and less bitter.

He put the wine he had removed from sourness in the bowl he had drunk and mixed it with the mulberry wine he had before: "Drink."

Zuo Rou didn't dislike it. She picked it up and took a big mouthful. It felt like it tasted good, so she drank it all in the second mouthful.

Song Beiyun looked at her, stunned...

"You..." He looked at Zuo Rou with his waist on his back: "Are you a starving ghost reincarnated? I'll tell you when you're done."

Zuo Rou had no reaction at this moment. She looked at Song Beiyun in confusion: "I don't have much alcohol, why...?"

Before he finished speaking, Zuo Rou suddenly began to spin, seeing that everyone was carrying a heavy shadow, her whole body was soft and she was not even under control of her speech.

"Young Master Song..." Qiaoyun walked up to support the shaking Zuo Rou: "What's wrong with her Miss?"

"This is a fool..."

If someone scolded Zuo Rou like this, Qiaoyun would have to slap dozens of big mouths on both sides. But she wouldn't bear to beat Song Beiyun when she said this, and... the lady wouldn't do anything stupid to criticize things once or twice.

"Mulberry wine is a blended wine, also known as vodka, forty-five degrees. The wine just now is gin, brewing distilled wine, raw juice! Ninety-five degrees!!! After mixing, sixty-five degrees, one sip! Do you die or not?"

"Ah hehe hehe..." Zuo Rou was drooling at this moment, shook Zuo Rou's hand away, and threw herself on the princess who was saving wine carefully. She hugged her waist and reached her chest with one hand: "Big! So big!"

The princess pushed her head, pushed her away, and looked at her angrily: "Sister Rou, you're crazy!"

Qiaoyun stepped forward and pressed Zuo Rou, looking at Song Beiyun as if asking for help, and Song Beiyun just sighed: "Forget it, I'm unlucky."

After saying that, he lowered his body: "I'll carry her back first. Remember to seal the wine tank when you leave. The remaining few tanks are not yet ready. Don't open them, you can't drink them if you open them. I'll trouble you, Sister Qiaoyun."

"Well... Isn't it hard for a lady?"

"she……"

Before Song Beiyun could finish speaking, Zuo Rou opened her mouth and vomited all the noise. This made Song Beiyun spit out loud. He screamed strangely, and ran away with Zuo Rou on his back.

Qiaoyun looked at his escape in panic and laughed unconsciously.

"Qiaoyun, do these two people get along like this on weekdays?"

The princess has a good alcohol tolerance. After drinking half a bowl of wine, her face looked very red. Although she was a little drunk, she was still very sober. She simply sat on the newly repaired rocking chair and swayed a few times to take a sip of wine: "What a pair of happy enemies."

"I've been like this since I was a child." Qiao Yun smiled and said, "The lady is the most distant person. Although he always bullies the lady, he always protects her. In short... just as the princess said, happy enemies."

"This is not good." The princess shook her head gently: "These two people are not too clean."

Qiaoyun didn't know where she could, but she sighed helplessly and stood aside.

"But I think that boy is really good to Qiaoyun, you..."

"Princess... Qiaoyun is just a maid, just a maid who will marry." Qiaoyun immediately lowered her head and whispered: "I can't help but make the decision. Please don't say anything more to the princess."

"Okay." The princess took another sip of wine: "This wine is really good, really good! I claim to have tasted all the delicious food in the world, but I never thought that I would have experienced it twice in one day. It is good, good, interesting and interesting."

Qiaoyun just lowered her head and said nothing. Her identity is here. Even if there are thousands of words, you can't say anything more. The princess is tolerant of Beiyun because Beiyun is interesting. She will not have any good colors for such a inferior person.
Chapter completed!