Yu Wenben poured wine for himself. When he heard the Korean official's lecture, he was stunned, causing the red wine to overflow and flowed all over the table.

"Hehe, is that right?" Yuwen said with a slight smile, and did not answer whether Mr. Han was right or not.

When Yuwen came to his senses, he found that the red wine had dripped down the corner of the table and quickly put down the bottle of wine, moved back with the person and the chair, stood up and slapped it wildly with his hands. What a good man, this is a fatal blow to the obsession with cleanliness.

Yuwen complained repeatedly, and his pants were red on his hands. Fortunately, this kind of clothing had waterproof and fireproof functions, but the red wine could not be stained at all. In desperation, he had to take out a rag and wipe it.

But as for Mr. Han, he didn't leave at all. He seemed to not give him a reasonable explanation, so he kept pestering: "Hi, Captain, seeing that you reacted so much, is it that I really told me right? You really kissed me!"

Yuwen Qiang squeezed out a smile, and his expression, haha, it was unspeakable. It was obvious that Yuwen was already angry, and he was about to get angry.

"Get out!" Sure enough, Yuwen's tone gradually became heavier.

The Korean official was thick-skinned, and even thought Yuwen was angry. If you didn’t say a word, I wouldn’t have to part with you: “Captain, don’t be anxious. Just kiss me. It’s no big deal. I promise! I will never say it out, don’t worry.”

Yuwen was so angry that his hands were trembling. He really wanted to beat him up quickly. Oh, whoever called the visitor was a guest, should be treated well. You can do something outside, but it just won’t work in the organization. Otherwise, once it is spread, wouldn’t it be your own sign?

"I really want to pry open your head and see what is inside. Do you think that artificial respiration can suck out water? You think you are a water baby, and I am his mother covering your stomach to vacate water for you. Go out, don't talk nonsense, otherwise you call yourself digging a hole and jumping by yourself. What will others think of us?" Yuwen Qiang suppressed his anger and said in a calm tone.

Xiao Fei, I still don’t admit it. You look at how blushed you are like a monkey butt, you are obviously shy. Haha, I have to blow it out for you!

The Korean official replied in a sinister tone: "Oh~what! Captain, just kiss me if you say you want to kiss me, and you still suck. Hey, it's so disgusting, I really didn't expect it."

When Yuwen heard this, he didn't stand firmly and fell backwards, but when he was about to touch the ground, he held his hand and sat down directly.

When Han was shocked when he saw this, he hurried forward to help him: "Hi, captain, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you want me to help you on the bed and rest?"

Yuwen was stunned for a long time, but did not get up. Instead, he looked up at the sky and said in a deep tone: "God, do you think I offended him? I admit that I left this kid to take the leaves of the Immortal God for my own selfish desires, and even almost killed his life, but you don't have to play with me like this, right?"

He stopped talking and looked at the Korean official with resentment, as if expressing his anger.

When Han Yuan was seen like this, he was at a loss. When he looked down, he found that he was holding his hands to pull Yuwen, so he quickly stopped and stood up.

"Team...Captain, look, it seems that you are drunk too much, why don't I help you back to your room?" Han Zheng stuttered.

"You've just drunk too much, good boy, before, I only found that you were thick-skinned, but I didn't expect that you don't have the same face. Who taught you this? The martial arts masters are the only ones." Yuwen teased, finally got up and sat back on the white wooden chair.

"Hey? Captain, who taught me? Of course it's Master, how about it? I have a high understanding? Can you start teaching me Thirteen Poisons? Master!" Han Yuan said, and sat down, but sat opposite Yuwen, and the two looked at each other head-on.

"When will I accept you as my disciple? Why don't I know? And how do I remember that I rejected you on the spot." Yuwen continued to pour wine.

Uh...You have a good memory, but it's not possible. Last time I rejected me because of the tight time. This time, it's better to try again while drinking. What if you drink too much, you agree all of a sudden.

After thinking about it, he picked up the wine glass and wanted to toast: "Master is here, I'll toast you with a glass, I'll do it, you've done it!"

The words were serious and the sense of ritual was rich. When he did it, he only took a sip of the wine glass. He knew that he was not proficient in drinking, and even only had a few glasses. Now he was dizzy, so he would definitely face a breakdown when drinking a little more.

Yuwen covered his forehead with his hands, expressing helplessness, but then he thought about it and could put the training results into the premise. As long as he passed the training ground level and was able to freely sacrifice his true blood, he would accept him as his disciple and teach him the Thirteen Poisons.

But the training ground alone is not enough. To make him stronger and stronger than anyone else, early assisted training is essential. Tong is good at this point, so it is better to let Tong be his teacher first. Only after completing the assisted training can he dare to enter the training ground with confidence.

If you say something at once, depending on the character of the Han official, you might think about where you are going. It would be better to bring it in slowly, or give a brief guide first, and it would not be too late to issue an order when the meal starts.

At that time, it was hard to disagree with everyone, and this person who wanted to save face and suffer.

After thinking about it, Yuwen picked up the wine glass and slapped it, saying that he would admit it for the time being, and pretended to be mysterious: "Okay, I have said before that killing weapons like Thirteen Poisons are too fierce and fierce, and they may swallow themselves, but you, you can't even control the true blood. I agree to this first. When you become stronger, it will be the day when I teach you Thirteen Poisons."

Han Yuan did not hear what Yuwen said. When he heard that there was a show, he thought Captain Yuwen was quite reliable. Then, in order to express his respect, he frowned and drank the glass of red wine.

Now, I lay down on the white wooden table and fell asleep.

In his sleep, he was still saying a messy sentence in a daze: "Captain,... Actually, sometimes you look at it. You are quite cute, um..."

Yuwen was completely helpless, but after drinking, he said the truth. Who knows what this guy was thinking? Alas, why bother to be a drunk person? Just carry him to bed and sleep for a while. Just let the intelligent robot in his room call him when the meal starts.

Yuwen was a little dizzy after drinking, so he took this opportunity to end the show. He was ready to go back to the house to rest for a while. After thinking about it, he had to serve the old man in front of him first to avoid him being nervous again.

Yuwen stood up and approached Han Jun who was sleeping soundly. He inserted his hand into his arm and tried to help him up first. If he really couldn't help him up, he had to carry it away.

Who would have thought that after being touched like this, Han Yuan suddenly stood up after being shaken twice, which scared Yuwen present.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!