C91 The Wine God Has Become a Weak Chicken

Hee Jinzhang felt as if his jaw was going to drop, and he even felt bored. Do you f * * king think you are Du Kang?

"Hey, can you make a dozen drafts first before you brag? Can you even take a sip of this wine? If you can drink a mouthful of wine, you will be my grandfather. " He crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at Ye Fei with disdain.

"This is a 96-degree strong wine