It's reasonable to have more than 100 million vests in the world of science, right?

After looking at the glass of water on the table for a long time, Bertrand picked it up and took a sip carefully.

Smacking his lips, he took out a candy from his bag, unwrapped it and put it in his mouth. When his eyes fell on Bourbon beside him, he paused for a few seconds and asked, "Do you want some candy?"

Seeing his expression as if he was afraid that he would nod, Bourbon was silent for two seconds, then shook his head, "No, you eat it."

Hearing this, Bertrand's head immediately lit up with joy. He sat on the high stool and swung his legs, without any intention of hiding his joy.

Bourbon shook his head and poured himself a glass of wine.

Just as I picked up the cup and was about to take a sip, a burning gaze came from the side.

Bourbon paused holding the wine glass and looked sideways.

The boy had candy in his mouth, the orange flavor was faintly visible, and his glass-like eyes were staring at the wine glass in his hand.

The two big words "I want to drink" were almost imprinted in his eyes.

"Minors are not allowed to drink." He said a few words with a smile.

Bertrand's eyes widened. "Why not? What's wrong with being underage? I want to drink, too! I want to drink!"

As he said this, he rushed over at lightning speed and tried to snatch the wine glass from his hand, but when Bourbon made a gesture to block it, he leaned over and took the bottle on the table, holding it in his arms with a smile, and even ran away immediately to prevent Bourbon from snatching it back.

Bourbon: "..."

He put the bottle mouth to his nose and sniffed. The slightly bitter smell of wine instantly filled his nose. Bertrand frowned in disgust, but still took out the lollipop and took a sip from the bottle.

After all, he had hardly drunk alcohol in his previous life because of illness, and even if he had drunk, it was only fruit wine with extremely low alcohol content. In this life, the subject was still suffering from illness and was still a minor, so he had never touched alcohol.

Although Bertrand has no disease, he is always forbidden by Gin to drink.

But given Bertrand's seemingly naive but actually rebellious character, the more he was told not to try, the more he wanted to try.

Bourbon who was running over didn't have time to stop him.

Bourbon looked at the boy whose cheeks were already red: "..."

Somehow, he seemed to understand Gin a little.

Bertrand smacked his lips, burped, and stuffed the orange-flavored lollipop back into his mouth. He handed the bottle back to Bourbon.

"It's so bitter and not tasty at all. It's all your fault for opening this bottle of wine."

Bourbon:…

This is the drink you want to grab! !

Bourbon was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he saw the boy in front of him crushing the candy in his mouth. There was nothing wrong with him except that his face was flushed.

As a result, the next second, Bertrand, who had just taken out the candy stick, fell straight down.

Bourbon quickly hugged the man.

The golden retriever, who was holding a person in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other, suddenly felt a headache.

So the host was the one who fell in love with him, or was it only the Bertrandsi alias who fell in love with him?

01, who was above Bertrand's head, pondered for a moment, then silently excreted the little amount of alcohol in his body.

After taking a look at his host, whose fair and tender face was only left with a normal blush, 01 wiped the sweat off his face with his little paws and breathed a sigh of relief.

01 As for me, I experienced the feeling of taking care of a baby.

01 held up her little face and smiled happily.

After taking a look at the boy who was already fast asleep, Bourbon had to put the bottle away, then carry him to the room and put him on the bed.