C729 The Smell of the Prairie

Let alone Chen Fei himself, even the crowd felt that Chen Fei was pitiful. The three glasses of wine in front of the golden-haired boy was at most hard to distinguish, at least they were all of the same category. But the three cups in front of Chen Fei, from the looks of it, were exactly the same.

Chen Fei was a bit confused. He was just thinking of using his own ability to play with this brat