Cannon Fodder Through Books

Chapter 110 One wrong step, one wrong step
"Look, I've finished drinking. The strength of the wine is good, not too strong." Xi Xiao turned the empty glass upside down and motioned to the cannon fodder brother, but a small hiccup accidentally popped out of her throat.

Nangong Yi stretched out her hand, gently clamped the handle of the goblet with her thumb, index finger and middle finger, and held it up in front of her eyes.

He looked through the wall of the cup to see the blood-red and clear liquid inside, paused for a while, and shook the base of the cup.

And his eyes filtered out from the other side of the glass, the inside was mottled with blood, and there were layers of ruthless ripples spreading out.

Posture is self-taught.

Xi Xiao thought to herself, raised her forehead unconsciously, and closed her eyes.

What's going on, my head seems a little dizzy.

"Sister Xi," the young man called her in a low voice, with a charming voice: "Do you still want to drink?"

She raised her head and murmured: "Are you still afraid to drink?"

As soon as she finished this sentence, her hand was already gone: "Then I'll drink it, don't waste it."

Nangong Yi's complexion became darker and darker.

Xi Xiao was about to drink up the cup in his hand again, when the back of his hand was suddenly held down, and the movement that wanted to continue was stopped.

Her eyes were a little unclear: "Why, what's the matter?"

"Don't drink it." His tone was weightless, showing his displeasure.

Xi Xiao was in a daze, and in an instant, he snatched the cup from his hand, and the wine inside surged violently, splashing the surface of the dishes.

Like blood beads, embellishments, and snowflakes, Liuling spread away.

Nangong Yi's pupils, at this moment, are as gray as grains that have been stored in a deep cellar for a long time.

She pointed at him: "You—you don't waste—"

Before the final sound of ah came out, she hit her head on the table immediately, and her forehead turned red.

He looked intently at his hand, where there were a few red marks, still dripping down.

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knocking on his heart.

A few traces of sullenness, taking advantage of the situation to silt up.

The two glasses of Bloody/Bloody/Mary he ordered to be delivered were not drinks that could be bought in ordinary bars.

For normal Blood/Bloody/Mary, the vodka required is generally not too high in order to ensure people's safety.

And the vodka he added to these two glasses is Spirytus, a distilled vodka originating in Poland, which is the strongest alcohol in the world, with an alcohol content of up to 96 degrees.

But its taste is the closest to water, which is very easy to make people careless.

To put it simply, one cup of blood/bloody/Mary prepared in this way can break a person into pieces, and two cups can kill a person.

In fact, at the beginning, he had the idea of ​​wanting her to drink two cups.

Because there has never been a person who can make him feel so abnormal.

He hated this feeling of being out of control.

Not hurting her was already the biggest concession he made, but no matter how much, he knew very well that he shouldn't give it.

One wrong step will lead to wrong steps.

One day, he will be attacked by this woman until he has no way out.

But even though he made up his mind to coax her to drink the second cup, when the critical moment came, he still failed because of his soft heart.

After the third life, he has never been such a waste!

Xi Xiao suddenly bounced her head again, and laughed drunkenly: "Let's go, let's go home."

Nangong Yi: "."

Ordinary people should have been paralyzed long ago after drinking this cup, but she was still able to drink like crazy. It seemed that her drinking capacity was really not ordinary.

This meal took them three hours.

When they came out, the sun was in full bloom.

(End of this chapter)