Bo Yucheng observed his micro expression.

Almost knowingly, Lan Lan, a little fool, probably has no idea about alcohol. It must be that too much gin caused the punch...

But even if he knew it, he drank all the wine.

Bo Yucheng squeezed his lips lightly. It was originally a relatively low-degree cocktail, but the feeling of the wine in the throat was worse than that of white wine, and his stomach was burning fiercely.

"Is it different from what you tune in the bar?"

Shi Qinglan blinked her beautiful eyes, as if she was sincerely asking for advice, "Don't bully me and fool me if I haven't tasted it. If there is something wrong with the match, I will change it in time."

Learning to make cocktails is very different from her before.

When practicing medicine, there is a scientific basis for whether the patient is cured or not. When learning costume design, she also has a certain aesthetic. When composing music, she can hear the rhythm, but she adjusts the cocktail...

Not only has she never tasted what it should be like before, but she hasn't been able to taste it and judge herself.

"Very good, the level of professionalism is comparable to Chen Gong."

Shi Qingjue adopts a permissive compliment method, no matter what the taste is, she must be praised well, and will never undermine her self-confidence.

Bo Yucheng squeezed his lips lightly, and said, "The amount of gin can be added a little less."

"Gin?" A hint of doubt flashed in Shi Qinglan's eyes.

She picked up the Xueke jug and lowered her eyes to smell the remaining wine, but the jug was snatched away by Bo Yucheng.

Shi Qinglan's white and tender cheeks bulged slightly, "Acheng, what are you doing? I didn't want to drink anything, I just smelled..."

It should be able to smell a little bit.

She is also the chef of China National Banquet. Wine tasting is similar to food tasting. The senses of smell and taste are similar to a certain degree.

"You can't smell it either." Bo Yucheng's voice sank slightly.

He glanced at Qinglan's lower abdomen when he lowered his eyes, "Hey, what if the smell of alcohol gets on the two babies?"

"How could it be..." Shi Qinglan murmured.

She stretched out her hand and gently stroked her lower abdomen, but pregnant women should really stay away from alcohol, and she was so sensitive to alcohol, she didn't insist on smelling it to be safe.

But Bo Yucheng was afraid that she would take the wine back again...

He simply drank the dry martini left in the Snow Kettle and handed it back to an empty jug.

"Are you finished?" Shi Qingjue looked at him incredulously.

Although the two men's drinking capacity is good, this dry martini is different from the bar. Gin is the world's largest type of spirit. It's no joke to add more...

Bo Yucheng raised his eyebrows lightly, "I can drink enough."

Shi Qingjue couldn't help but tweeted, "Don't be ashamed of me when you get drunk later, I'm not responsible for taking care of it."

"This is not enough for Tianma Ganni." Bo Yucheng gently tapped off the bar, "I've played bartending too. Shouldn't I go back to my room to rest?"

But Shi Qinglan still missed the wine on the bar.

She obviously didn't have enough fun, holding a bottle of gin and turning it casually, suddenly raised her eyes to look at them, "I remember you two should have a good drink?"

Hearing this, Shi Qingjue had an ominous premonition even more.

Bo Yucheng's forehead jumped fiercely, he raised his eyes to look at the woman, "...Want to adjust?"

"A few cocktails shouldn't be drunk? I remember you used to have more than two glasses in the bar. Would you like to stop being a guinea pig for me?" Shi Qinglan smiled beautifully.

Shi Qingjue: "..."

Is the wine in the bar the same degree as hers?

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple with a headache, trying to persuade him, "Lan'er, bartending is just a hobby... Brother will play with you another day, eh?"

I'm afraid he really can't stand it with two more glasses.

Shi Qinglan's red lips cast aside, "How can it be just a hobby? When the baby is born, I will taste it myself, and you two will be able to serve me as a tool for the last few months."

Yin Luo, she suddenly thought of something.

Suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the two of them, "Don't you guys can't drink anymore? If it doesn't work, then even..."

"Drink." Bo Yucheng opened his lips suddenly and said.

Shi Qinglan didn't want to force them to come, because she thought they had a good drinker and let them help them unscrupulously. If she really couldn't drink, she would definitely not let them drink.

Bo Yucheng pressed his lips lightly, "It's just a few cocktails, you can adjust them as you want, I'll play with you...huh?"

"Okay." Shi Qinglan burst into a smile immediately.

She lifted her face and looked at the man, "Is that glass of dry Martini gin just put too much? How much should it be?"

Bo Yucheng immediately walked behind Shi Qinglan, took the measuring glass in one hand, and the other big grasped her hand, and she held the glass of gin...

His low and magnetic voice rang in his ears, "Pour into the measuring glass, and I will stop when I stop."

"Good." Shi Qinglan poured wine in obediently.

Shi Qingjue couldn't help but spit, seeing Bo Yucheng stand up and top the pot, he immediately turned upstairs when he found an opportunity, and quickly escaped from this terrible wine filling scene...

Unexpectedly, brother-in-law is still useful sometimes.

Bo Yucheng instructed Shi Qinglan to control the ratio. After each adjustment, he helped her taste the taste, and then repeatedly tried more suitable ratios, and tried many other wines.

But no matter how low a cocktail is, it can be intoxicating...

Bo Yucheng gradually got a little drunk, and his chin rested lightly on Shi Qinglan's shoulders, rubbing very painfully.

"A Cheng, you try this coconut forest again..."

Shi Qinglan made a cup of coconut grove fragrance and was about to pass it to him, but Kuier felt a little gravity on his shoulders.

She immediately looked back and blinked, "A Cheng?"

"Huh?" Bo Yucheng's dumb voice slowly sounded.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Shi Qilan's waist, slightly lowered his head and buried his head on her neck, and took a deep breath.

The fragrance of the woman and a little milky fragrance calmed his drunkenness in an instant, "It smells good."

Shi Qinglan frowned without a trace.

She noticed something was wrong, so she immediately put down the wine glass in her hand, "A Cheng, are you drunk?"

"Huh?" Bo Yucheng's final tone rose slowly again.

He tightened his arms around her waist slightly, and pecked her neck with his lips, "Do you still want to adjust?"

"No adjustment." Shi Qinglan's heart was slightly startled.

She turned to face Bo Yucheng, and the man's body temporarily lost its center of gravity, and he staggered forward.

"Be careful." The deep voice sounded immediately.

Even though Bo Yucheng was drunk and confused, he still remembered to protect him. Shi Qinglan stepped back against the bar. He thought he would hit her waist... But Bo Yucheng reached out to her waist a step faster than her. Padded back.

Shi Qinglan's back was lightly against the man's palm, and Bo Yucheng pushed her against the bar, breathing hot.