Zhu Zhengda's temper of mud bodhisattva.
It's also a little angry, but people say that the head is the way, as the host, it's not good to speak, you think my wine glass is not good, take out the glow-in-the-dark glass to drink, this way, inevitably a little too stingy, always not a guest to drink.
You ask him to prepare the cup.
"Then it's a pity this time, I have to wait for Mr.
Zhao to have a party.
Let's go and see what the glow-in-the-dark cup looks like. ” Tang Feng just smiled, even more unfathomable.
Seeing that Tang Feng just smiled and didn't reply, Zhu Zhengda finally felt a little more comfortable in his heart, thinking that you kid is actually in his mouth, and the ability at hand, if there is really a luminous cup, it will kill me I don't believe it.
"Although the glass is not good, the wine is still not bad, Mr.
Zhao seems to be aggrieved, take a sip, and let everyone see what is called real wine tasting."
Although Zhu Zhengda knew that the wine glass he prepared was very strong, he still hoped that the tall wine glass would suddenly break and squirt Tang Feng's body, so he could only hide behind him, Zhu Zhengda's attitude was much kinder than that of his uncle, staring at Tang Feng's hand, hoping to cramp suddenly.
It's just that imagination is just imagination after all, in fact, Tang Feng's fingers are as soft as a flower, but one hand is as steady as a rock, he smelled the wine, his wrist shook lightly, and he had gently shaken the wine glass, as if caressing the petals of a flower, only willing to make contact between his fingers and it, even if it was heavy, it was unbearable.
Li Ruolan wanted to put down the wine glass, because compared to the gentleness of Tang Feng's fingers, she felt like she was carrying a basin.
She suddenly had a kind of awakening, some people's temperament is innate, and no matter how much they imitate the day after tomorrow, they are just a toddler in Handan, not elegant.
Tang Feng's wine glass was in his hand, gently rotating, making people forget his appearance, forgetting his ordinariness, and what others noticed was just a large number of displays of extraordinary skills.
Pointing at Li Ruolan, she forced herself to take her eyes off the wine glass, trying her best to see through Tang Feng's face, in the depths of her memory, I don't know why, this word came out, she seemed to have heard someone say it at which cocktail party, as if there was a genius who invented this kind of skill, but it seemed that they were laughing and talking nonsense at the time, and they didn't say it deeply, she also heard it and forgot it, and now she wants to think about it, but she can't remember it for a while.
This is definitely not an ordinary person, Li Ruolan just thought so, although she had never seen Michelle herself, but Li Ruolan insisted that Tang Feng's kung fu of shaking wine could even be comparable to Michel's Bacchus, and when she was pondering, she suddenly heard a cry of surprise around her.
Li Ruolan passed, and stood there in an instant, almost forgetting her thoughts.
She could barely believe what she was seeing.
In Tang Feng's hands, a dragon actually appeared Scarlet dragons Li Ruolan found that Tang Feng's hand had turned very white, white like an ethereal white cloud, and the crystal wine glass had disappeared, only to see a blood dragon composed of red wine shuttling between the clouds, dancing, and the dragon was covered in mist.
Flying dragon riding the clouds, Li Ruolan whispered in her heart, her face flushed, she had only heard of this kind of kung fu, the legend was the secret of Michelle, the god of wine, how could it appear in the hands of a seemingly inconspicuous person Who is this surnamed Zhao?
The guests and the host had forgotten to speak in surprise, and after a low shout, there was no more sound, as if the louder voice would make the blood dragon break through the clouds The aroma of the wine slowly diffuses, very light and light, but it makes people feel refreshed, and they can't help but inhale, just trying to find the source of the aroma of the wine.
Zhu Zhengda is actually not as well-informed as Li Ruolan, I don't know what it's called Flying Dragon Riding the Clouds, I don't know what Michelle is, but even if he is dull, he has already recognized it, Tang Feng's move is definitely not simple, Tang Feng's fingers are soft, but the movement is extremely fast, he used the change of his palm to hide the flash of the wine glass, and the soul of the fingers rotated the wine glass, ensuring that the quality of Lafite's wine was pure, the sticky wine on the wall paused, and the color of the palm formed such a blood dragon shuttling in the clouds.
It's just that the truth sounds simple, and there are a few people in the world who can do it, and Zhu Zhengda was stunned for a while.
Tang Feng has already begun to move, it seems that the white clouds are also moving, but the blood dragon is still shuttling, not stopping, others only notice the dragon, not the person who is him, perhaps, he is a dragon He was only a few steps, and he had already arrived in front of Jiang Aili, and said in a low voice with a smile: "Don't look at it, it's time to drink."
As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, he raised his arm lightly, and the blood dragon suddenly flew out through the clouds and was sent to Jiang Aili's mouth, which disappeared in an instant, but Jiang Aili only felt that a stream of wine entered her throat softly, and she didn't choke when she swallowed it, and she was more fortunate in surprise.
As soon as the wine was delivered, everyone exclaimed again, but they closed their eyes, their faces were quiet, their cheeks were flushed, and they couldn't help but think that good people with wine are more beautiful Jiang Aili closed her eyes, just for a moment, suddenly opened her eyes, exhaled a breath, and said in surprise: "Good fragrant wine" With a wave of Tang Feng's arm, the wine had already returned to the table, but a strong aroma of wine suddenly emanated from his sleeves, and in an instant, it hit the surrounding people, like the sound of the blue sea tide.
After a while, thunderous applause rang out, for the young man with amazing skills, and for the jade beauty Jiang Aili, who had drunk the peerless wine, her cheeks were even redder, but her eyes were even brighter.
The aroma of wine hits and fills the clothes.
When the applause dissipated, Zhu Zhengda should have felt very face-saving, but he always felt that those slaps hit his face all at once.
The party was held by himself, but the limelight was robbed by Tang Feng's glass of wine, Zhu Zhengda told himself, to be calm, to be calm, now only the general representative can show that he is pessimistic about this matter, floating generally, thinking of the floating clouds, he can't help but think of the flying dragon riding the clouds, thinking of the glass of wine, he hated Li Ruolan a little bit of Lafite, when he thought about Li Ruolan, only to find that Li Ruolan didn't know when, had already walked to Tang Feng's side, and stretched out his hand generously, "Mr.
Zhao, Thank you so much for putting on such a wonderful, bartending art for us. ” When she spoke, she paused, and felt that the four words of high wine art could better describe her mood at the moment, and when she came to Tang Feng's side, she found that she seemed to be bathed in a sea of fragrance, and there was Jiang Aili who was like a smiling flower.
She was a little envious of Jiang Aili's luck and knew that she didn't choose the wrong person. t1706231537: