Princess Against the World

Anyway, if something really happens at that time, he is not the one who died! !

It's the standard standing and talking without backache!

At the moment, I don’t bother to pay attention to him: "In fact, we really trust you very, very much, trust you from the bottom of our hearts!"

Lu Ming is a completely irritated expression.

Can you live your conscience when you lie?

"But……"

"But what is it? Go, let's drink! I tell you, I guess you don't even know that I found a good wine with you, but it's not your kind of powerful drinking wine..."

Feng Chenglin blinked at Ling Luoyu, hooked Luming's shoulder, and forcibly led him away.

"That's a small wine alley. I really responded to that sentence. The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley. I inadvertently hit the door and passed by, and suddenly smelled the smell of wine. Then it was fermented...extremely! "

"We are not drinking now?!"

"Why is it not about drinking? Men's affairs are nothing more than drinking, women... ahem, we are all good people, we are all gentlemen, gentlemen only talk about Fengyue and wine, not women!"

Lu Ming was a hundred unwilling, but could not hold Feng Chenglin from making a fuss over there, so he was dragged into a small alley.

Feng Chenglin actually found a restaurant casually. From the outside, it was dirty and lit with a dilapidated small lantern, which looked gloomy and gloomy even in broad daylight.

"Why is there such a restaurant here? Why don't I know?" Lu Ming looked around suspiciously.

"It's said that you are a powerful person, why would a powerful person care about this kind of restaurant that doesn't shit?" Feng Chenglin dragged him into the small restaurant.

"Boss, blanch two pots of good hot wine, and then serve four dishes with side dishes. Give us a private room!"

Lu Ming: ... where is the place where the birds do not shit, and where is there a room? !

The shopkeeper of the restaurant walked out from behind the counter, crouched, dirty, and could not see his face clearly.

"Where do we have any private room? It's just a quiet room. If you don't dislike two digits, just go there and drink. Don't worry, even if you talk inside, few people outside can hear it!"

His voice was very hoarse, as if charcoal had rolled in his throat twice, and it sounded very uncomfortable, and he got goose bumps all over.

Feng Chenglin didn't care, picked up the curtain, and sat down.

"I heard that your wine here is good, so take the top one. You are welcome. Our deer has money, right, deer?"

Lu Ming looked at the man as if he hadn't heard it.

Feng Chenglin shouted several times in a row before he came back to his senses, a little lost.

"What did you say?"

"I spoke to you for a while..."

Feng Chenglin suddenly looked at the man, constricted his pupils thoughtfully, but did not reveal any flaws, as if nothing had happened, smiled indifferently.

"I said we pick the best wine, the best food, anyway you have money!"

Lu Ming nodded: "Then the best food and drink!"

He glanced at the person again, adding to his tone.

"What I want is the best. Don't give me any tricks. If something goes wrong, I won't pay for it!"

The man nodded, his hoarse voice responded: "Don't worry, I have good things here, and bad things won't make it to me!"