Han Xiaolan was very angry!

She has never been so angry before. The shamelessness in front of her not only made her lose face in front of her parents, but now she is now provoking her nakedly.

She has always been very strong-willed, otherwise Lazy International would not have become a large enterprise in southern Yunnan in just a few years. This is not only related to her financial support behind her father, but also related to her unyielding personality.

Everyone has their own hobbies. Han Xiaolan doesn’t have many hobbies, and mixing cocktails is one of them. In order to learn how to make cocktails, she studied in Europe for a while. Her bartending skills were recognized by relatives and friends. Even her father, who has always been picky about cocktails, praised the wine she made.

The cheeky curse in front of her actually provoked her and questioned her ability to mix bartender, which aroused Han Xiaolan's unyielding character.

Her beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Moqian tightly, and her little hand, which was as smooth as jade, also stretched out, pointing at the other party and said, "Go ahead!"

Seeing Han Xiaolan's cute and cute look when he got angry, Zhang Moqian couldn't help but smile and said, "I'm afraid you can't afford to lose."

"Hmph, what can't afford to lose?" Han Xiaolan sneered: "What do you want to bet?"

Zhang Moqian leaned over and sent his mouth to Han Xiaolan's delicate and delicate little ears, and said softly. The voice was very small, and even Han Zhong and Xiang Xiuli and his wife sitting next to him didn't hear it.

"You..." Han Xiaolan was so angry that she trembled all over, pointing to Zhang Moqian's nose and said, "Just bet, am I still afraid of you!"

"Little laziness, what are you going to bet?" Seeing Zhang Moqian and his daughter doing such intimate and ambiguous actions, Xiang Xiuli, as a mother, was very happy. Her daughter was able to do this, which shows that she was not disgusted with this man in her heart. She slowly changed her sexual orientation, and could have children in the future and live the life that women should have.

"Mom, don't worry, I won't lose anyway." Han Xiaolan said confidently. Although the bets raised by the cheeky are very scoundrel, she is confident that she will convince the cheeky.

"Interesting, then I, the old man, will be your judge." Korean Zhong said with a smile. He loves cocktails and has drunk a lot of wine made from world-class masters. He is the judge. It would be better.

"Oh, I want to try it too, and see which of you cooks it well." Xiang Xiuli also interrupted.

"Let's do this, for fairness, we will make three cups each. Each of my parents will drink one cup, and the other party will have to drink one." Han Xiaolan raised his beautiful eyebrows, "This way, you can also convince you of losing."

"Yes." Zhang Moqian said with a smile.

"Then how about we mix the 'Bloody Mary'?" Han Xiaolan's smile was meaningful. Bloody Mary, known as the most complex cocktail in the world, has many ingredients and is extremely strict with the amount of ingredients. Once one of the ingredients is a little more, it will affect the taste of the Bloody Mary. She also deliberately made things difficult for Zhang Moqian. When she practiced making the Bloody Mary, she learned it for a long time.

Korean, who knew about cocktails, smiled bitterly: "Little lazy, change the bar."

"No, just adjust the bloody Mary!" Han Xiaolan narrowed her beautiful eyes and looked at Zhang Moqian. She made up her mind to make this shameless guy defeated me. Humph, I'm afraid the cheeky man didn't even know the recipe for the bloody Mary!

"I have no objection." Zhang Moqian shrugged indifferently.

"Hmph, I'll do it first!" Han Xiaolan glared at him, took a deep breath, and began to make it. Bloody Mary is made of vodka, tomato sauce, lemon slices, horseradish, Tabasco sauce, Wosaise County sauce, black pepper, and celery salt. The amount of each type is extremely high. When using the dosage, an excellent bartender relies entirely on the feel, just like an old Chinese doctor who has grasped too much Chinese medicine. Once you grab it, you will know how many pounds it is.

Han Xiaolan's bartender speed is very fast.

After a while, three cups of bloody Mary have been prepared!

South Korea won one cup, Xiang Xiuli got one cup, and Zhang Moqian got one cup. The three of them tasted it separately.

"Sweet, salty, sour, spicy." After taking a sip from Korea, his deep eyes lit up. The real bloody Mary can touch various tastes. The cup of bloody Mary made by my daughter has four flavors: sweet, salty, sour and spicy. "Little laziness, your technology has improved again."

"That's it." Han Xiao snorted lazy, as if a child was praised. She looked at Zhang Moqian with a smile, "How does it taste?"

"Not bad." Zhang Moqian finished drinking and nodded calmly.

Han Xiaolan felt furious in her heart. She didn't know what was going on. Seeing this guy drinking the drink she had made her own cooking not only did not have a stunning expression, but also looked calm, which made her doubt her ability. However, thinking that even her father, who had always liked cocktails, praised her bloody Mary, she thought that it must be because of this shamelessness and ignorance, let's see how he adjusted it next?

"It's your time." Han Xiaolan sneered.

Zhang Moqian walked over slowly, found three cups to place them, and began to prepare.

From the moment he took action, Han Xiaolan's eyes condensed. As soon as an expert took action, he knew if there was any. Han Xiaolan, who had been immersed in this field for a long time, saw Zhang Moqian's movements quickly and fluent. When choosing ingredients, he actually chose one by one accurately. In addition, his temperament seemed to have changed a little, from a gangster and scoundrel to an excellent bartender.

Han Xiaolan's eyes were dull, and she suddenly realized that this ordinary-looking thick-skinned man was a little charming at this moment.

After completing the last process, Zhang Moqian took a deep breath.

Three cups of bloody Mary have been prepared!

The first Korean girl to pick up the cup and after taking a sip, his eyes slowly closed, as if he was feeling the stimulating taste pleasure brought to him by the bloody Mary.

After a while, Korean Zhong slowly opened his eyes and said, "It's delicious, you won!"

"He won? How could it be!" Han Xiaolan was indignant. Although his cheeky temperament was a bit scary when he was cooking, Han Xiaolan still didn't believe that the cheeky wine was better than hers. He didn't believe it in his heart. She quickly picked up a cup of bloody Mary made by Zhang Moqian and took a sip.

Sweet, salty, sour, spicy... and bitter. Feeling the taste from his mouth, Han Xiaolan was completely stunned! This bloody Mary, which was cured with shame... actually... still has a bitter taste?

"How is it?" Zhang Moqian asked with a smile. Perhaps no one knew that the woman who amazed the piano world in "The Zhang Family Man" not only had extremely high talent in music and financial private equity, but also had unique insights in cocktail mixing. However, only the Zhang family knew Tang Youyang's cocktail attainments.

"You won." Han Xiaolan was a little discouraged.

Bloody Mary pursues various taste stimulations, among which bitter taste is the most difficult to adjust. Only by controlling the amount of ingredients to an extremely high level can a bitter taste appear in Bloody Mary.

Although Han Xiaolan was a little angry, she was convinced. Zhang Moqian, the bloody Mary who was cursed, was indeed one level higher than what she curled.

"Okay, have a meal!" Xiang Xiuli quickly called Zhang Moqian to sit down.

"Okay, aunt."

Han Xiaolan looked at Zhang Moqian with complicated eyes, and a few strange colors flashed in her eyes. However, her brows soon frowned tightly, embarrassing, too embarrassing!

At this time, Zhang Moqian was eating rice like a bun in front of him, and his mouth was already stuffed. He also grabbed another piece of chicken and stuffed it in. Han Zhonghe Xiang Xiuli was stunned, and Zhang Moqian didn't care. According to the theory that Jiang Jiaomei's crazy woman instilled in him, what do you want to do, what do you care about others' opinions? Just enjoy yourself.

When he was very hungry, Zhang Moqian was too lazy to care about his eating habits.

If the eyes can kill people, Zhang Moqian has died under Han Xiaolan's eyes many times. Han Xiaolan was angry. It would be fine if this guy was shameless and stayed at home for dinner, but you should pay attention to your eating behavior when eating?

Han Xiaolan, who was sitting opposite Zhang Moqian, stretched out his foot and kicked him. The purpose was to warn him to pay attention to his eating habits and not to be like not eating for a few days. However, when he thought that he was afraid that Zhang Moqian's pants would be dirty, his parents could see the clues. On the surface, she did not move on her face and secretly took off her shoes and kicked her over. Unexpectedly, she kicked her for nothing. Zhang Moqian, who had been burying her head, seemed to have eyes on her legs, and he actually avoided them.

Han Xiaolan withdrew her feet angrily, but at this moment, she felt that her feet were completely pinched by her legs.

Dead guy!

Han Xiaolan tried hard on his feet, but the legs that clamped her feet were like pliers. He clamped her feet tightly, but he couldn't move at all.

The initiator Zhang Moqian smiled at Han Xiaolan and continued to bury his head in the rice. The sexy and beautiful little feet were sandwiched between his legs, which was so comfortable. Zhang Moqian was enjoying the delicious food above and the touch from Han Xiaolan's feet below. How could he feel so happy?

Seeing the cheeky and gloating smile, Han Xiaolan was almost angry to death, but she was afraid of being discovered by her parents, so she did not dare to exert force, so she could only let Zhang Moqian take advantage.

After drinking and eating, Zhang Moqian wanted to stay here to drink tea and chat, but under Han Xiaolan's eyes, he had to say goodbye.

"Mo Qian, come when you have time, auntie will make you delicious food."

"Okay, goodbye aunt and uncle."

Xiang Xiuli winked at Han Xiaolan: "Xiaolan, why don't you send it to her if you want to."

Han Xiaolan had no choice but to walk out with Zhang Moqian.

Zhang Moqian walked in front and she walked behind, thinking about what happened today, Han Xiaolan came out without any anger. She waved her small fists behind Zhang Moqian, thinking about all kinds of strange ways to revenge this shameless man.

"ah……"

She probably thought too much and didn't even know how to lower the stone steps. She actually stepped on the air and fell forward suddenly, and screamed out like a conditioned reflex at the same time.

"Um..." Zhang Moqian, who heard the sound, quickly turned around, and saw Han Xiaolan's tall and plump body pounced on him. He quickly opened his arms to catch it. But without bias, the other party's beautiful little mouth was just printed on his lips.

So fragrant!
Chapter completed!