This evening is Xueer's last night in Hyundai and the last time she drinks modern red wine. Let her drink more. When she comes back to Qingyan, she often thinks of it as a memorial

Murong Xue doesn't know what Ouyang Shaochen thinks. He looks at the red wine that has changed from a small half cup to a large one. He is speechless. When he has nothing to do, he gets drunk and uses antidote pills to relieve his discomfort. Only Ouyang Shaochen can think of it. However, "do you want to drink with me?" Drinking alone is boring.

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nods. Xue'er naturally wants to drink with her on her last night

"Well, let's not get drunk." Murong Xue smiles brightly and brightly. Looking at Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, a touch of cunning flashed: "Shaochen, after you come to modern times, haven't you drunk many modern bars?"

"Well." Ouyang Shaochen nodded. He didn't know whether the modern way of making wine was different from that of the ancient times, or what happened. The taste of modern liquor was not good. He tasted six or seven kinds of liquor, but he didn't pick the one he liked, so he didn't continue to taste the modern wine.

"There are many kinds of modern wine. In addition to white wine, there are also many kinds of beer, champagne and so on. If white wine doesn't taste good to you, you should change it to another one." Murong Xue said with a smile, stood up and went to the wine cabinet, opened the wine cabinet, brandy, whisky, beer, champagne, cocktails and many other wine were taken out one by one, and put in front of Ouyang Shaochen in turn.

The wine cup corresponding to the wine was also taken out by Murong Xue and put it in front of the wine. She looked up at Ouyang Shaochen with a smile and said, "there are almost all kinds of wine in the world. Please try it and see which one you like."

Looking at the delicate but different bottles in front of him, as well as the various colors of wine in the bottles, Ouyang Shaochen slightly raised eyebrows: "so many wine to taste together?" The wines in front of us have different colors and different materials, and their tastes will be different. If we taste them together, we can't taste their real taste

Murong snow disapproved: "after drinking a kind of wine, gargle with mouthwash water." As she spoke, she took out a delicate glass and poured on her mouthwash. As she poured it, she said, "this mouthwash is specially used by the wine taster. No matter what kind of wine you drink, you can rinse it completely, and taste the next wine in the best state..."

"Is it?" A touch of curiosity flashed through Ouyang Shaochen's eyes. He picked up the cup and carefully observed the mouthwash inside. He saw that the mouthwash was clear and clear without impurities. It seemed that it was a bit clearer than the usual water: This mouthwash is really special

"Come on, try this brandy first!" Qingling's voice rang out, it was Murong Xue who poured a glass of brandy gracefully and handed it to Ouyang Shaochen with a smile.

Ouyang Shaochen took the brandy and sipped it lightly. The light aroma of wine was diffused in his mouth. Ouyang Shaochen picked his eyebrows: "it's good, but I don't like it..."

Murong Xue had already realized Ouyang Shaochen's nitpicking. He didn't like brandy, and she was not surprised. After he rinsed his mouth, he handed over a glass of whisky: "then try this one again..."

Compared with brandy, the taste of whisky flushed together. After tasting it, Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "it's not what I like..."

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