Lin Xiao smacked his mouth and said, "I'm drinking."
"Are you special? Is this wine for you to drink, you country bumpkin? Get out of here!" Any one of his lungs was angry and shouted loudly: "I'm rude. Put down your cup and dare to cause trouble here. I think you are impatient to live."
Lin Xiao turned a deaf ear, poured another glass of wine slowly, tasted it carefully, and said with endless aftertaste, "Well, the wine is not bad."
Zhang Yixue was completely dumbfounded and hurriedly urged: "Lin Xiao, stop making trouble, let's eat somewhere else."
"Want to go? No way!" The more I saw him