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No matter how smart he is, he should not know that there is a mechanism on the bottle.

I must think too much.

I must think too much.

……

Mo Yunluo comforts himself and raises his eyes to see that he is already pouring wine for his eleventh brother. He immediately waves away his confused thoughts and waits for him to come.

After a few breaths

Ink brocade Xi line to his side, wine pot slightly inclined, for him filled with wine, before leaving, the shape seems to conveniently put the wine pot in front of him.

Mo Yun fell to his heart and felt happy. He was still in a stuffy mood a moment ago. In an instant, Yin turned to sunny.

After Mo Jin Xi just sat down in his own position, he saw his eleven brothers get up.

"We brothers haven't been drinking and chatting together for several months. It's rare to get together today. I'm very happy. Here's to you, brother and brother!" Voice down, ink dust first dry for respect.

All the people lost their face and raised their glasses one after another.

When Mo chuchen sat down, he gave a wink to Mo Yunluo.

When Mo Yun came to an end, he took up the wine pot and refilled the wine cups one by one. When he arrived at Mo Jinxi's side, he pressed his fingertips on the wine cover. Just as he was about to pour wine for him, he picked up the wine cups and put them elsewhere.

"What do you mean, brother thirteen?" The ink cloud falls to hold the fingertip of the wine pot suddenly a tight, the color of displeasure on the face fully shows.

Mo Jinxi's face remained unchanged: "I'm afraid that the twelve emperor brothers forget that I can only drink four glasses of wine at most, but I just finished four glasses of wine!"

"You..."

"Don't drink the wine, or you'll come back to the palace drunk. I'm afraid you'll make a joke!" Don't give him the opportunity to speak, Mo Jin Xi added.

One side of Mo chuyun saw that his twelve emperor's younger brother was going to get angry, and he quickly said, "Thirteen emperor's younger brother really only drinks four glasses of wine. If he really drinks too much, he will go back drunk. When his father knows, he's afraid it's time to reprimand us!"

The voice falls, the toe lightly kicked the Mo beginning city of oneself body side, signal him to say a word.

After entering the box, Mo chucheng, the eighth prince who had not said a word, slightly raised his lower eyelids and glanced at the deadlocked brothers of the 12th emperor and the 13th emperor.

"It's time to stop!" After the four words were spit out, Mo Chu city had no words.

“……” Mo Chu Yun.

Is that how you persuade people?

Floating in the box of small son, see the atmosphere once deadlock, secretly thinking; I don't know they later, will fight?

If they really fight, I don't know if Jinxi is their opponent?

"Cough!"

Suddenly, a dry cough broke the strange atmosphere in the box.

"Are we going to get together today to get in touch with each other? Or come out to fight? " Mo Yunxi leaned back and leaned lazily on the chair. In his low voice, he was playing with silk.

Mo chuchen's mind turned slightly and said to his twelve emperor brothers, "OK! If you don't drink, it's OK. His drinking capacity is there, and it's not that he doesn't give you face. Later, let him eat more dishes you ordered for him, and get back some face for you! " At the same time, the meaning has hope: "Thirteen emperor younger brother! Are you right? "

Mo Jin Xi nodded: "I'll eat more later. The twelve brothers ordered the dishes for me personally. I'll give the twelve brothers some face back!"

Ink beginning dust smell speech, eyebrow tiny not visible Cu rise.

I don't know if it's my own illusion. I always feel that when he just talked about the word "in person", his voice was particularly biting.

Although Mo Yunluo is not intelligent and wise, he knows that if he continues to stand still, he will not only fail to solve the problem, but also make his situation more and more embarrassing. Therefore, even if he is depressed and almost spits out a mouthful of blood, he still goes down the steps.

"Later, brother shisanhuang will eat more!" The ink cloud falls to pull down the lip corner forcefully.

"Sure!"

Get his reply, Mo Yunluo did not continue in his side of the stalemate, turn around, line back to his position to sit down.

Looking at the glass in front of me, I took it up and drank it down.

"Don't sit around and eat!" Mo Chu Chen glanced at Mo Yun, who was sulky on one side. He took back his eyes and said hello.

People should be a sound, holding chopsticks, clip some vegetables, into the mouth.

Mo Jinxi holds the chopsticks, but he doesn't take the next step.

Mo chuchen pretended to be puzzled and asked: "but these dishes are not suitable for the taste of the thirteen emperor's younger brother?"

"That's not true. It's just that there are so many dishes. I don't know which one to eat first?"

"Then try every dish!" Mo chuchen seems considerate.

"That's a good idea!" Ink brocade Chi shape seems to agree with the opening, hand, pick up the dishes in front of the mouth, slowly chew.

Xiaojin son slightly with a few nervous staring at him, for fear that he is not careful, clip the wrong dishes.

ButWhat made her wonder was that the dishes in the middle were mixed with medicine. Why could the twelve princes eat them as if nothing had happened?

Did they take the antidote in advance?

This understanding, small Jin son feels this kind of possibility is very big.

Mo Jin Xi noticed her tension, quietly gave her a touch of comfort in the eyes, motioned to her, he knew.

Small Jin son pulled down lip Cape, fly to his body side to stay.

Mo Jinxi is slow to eat. Mo Yunluo, who is on the opposite side, can't help but be worried. He wants to take the dishes and pour them into his mouth. But he knows clearly that if he shows too much enthusiasm, it will only cause his suspicion, so that he can only press all his anxieties and drink muggy wine cup by cup.

Mo chuchen frowned at him. In order to avoid him getting drunk, he impulsively kicked him under the table and signaled him to drink less.

When Mo Yun came to this engraving, he was both depressed and worried. Suddenly, he was kicked and twisted his eyebrows. Instead of stopping, he put the wine pot between them: "brother eleven! You have two drinks with me

“……” The first dust of ink.

This fool.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mo Yunluo took him as a yes, took the wine pot and poured a cup for him.

"Come on! Drink Mo Yunluo touched the glass with him, took it and drank it.

Mo Chu Chen hates iron and does not become steel of wrung down eyebrow, in front of the public's face, after all not good directly refuse, carry up wine cup, drink down wine.

Seeing that the eleventh brother of his family gave him the most face, Mo Yunluo felt a little more comfortable. He took up the wine pot and poured a cup for each other.

“……” Mo chuchen The last one, you can't drink any more. Otherwise, if you go back drunk, your father will know you're going to be punished! "

"Good!" The black cloud falls dull voice to answer a voice, looking up, drink the last cup of wine down.

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