Mu Nansheng snapped his fingers, "Let's go."

"Good!"

Song Yue stomped her feet excitedly, put her hand on Mu Nansheng's shoulder and urged: "Go, go, Miss Nansheng, go, their soju is always delicious."

"Shochu?"

Mu Nansheng hesitated a little now, Gu Jingchen made it clear on the phone that he was told not to drink.

Lin Yiran also knew that Mu Nansheng was prone to getting drunk when drinking, so he stepped forward to persuade him: "Nan Sheng should stop drinking, she can't drink."

Song Yue was slightly disappointed, "That's it."

Mu Nansheng smiled apologetically: "Sorry, I really can't drink."

Fortunately, Song Yue was just a little depressed, and she would be fine in the next second.

Because she thought of her bad friend and drinking partner, Cen Yue.

Thinking of this, Song Yue wailed excitedly, hugged Cen Yue but did not let go.

When they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, everyone chanted that they were fascinated by the barbecue restaurant.

According to what everyone said, although Song Yue is not active in work, no one can match her in her ability to eat, drink and have fun.

This is not only recognized by everyone, but Song Yue herself has given herself the title of a little landlord who eats, drinks and plays.

I ordered a few plates of pork belly and some kimchi soup, and they also made a beef small intestine kimchi pot.

The task of barbecue falls into the hands of several men, and the ladies are only responsible for eating.

Among them, Song Yue eats the most.

I saw her holding two lettuce leaves, two pieces of pork belly that were sizzling with oil, one piece of garlic, and one piece of sour radish. A big mouthful of "ahoo" and a mouthful of shochu made people look very greedy. .

Especially Mu Nansheng, staring straight at Song Yue's eating, how envious he was.

Mu Nansheng also tried wrapping a piece and stuffing it into his mouth, but no matter what, he didn't look like Song Yue who was overjoyed.

Just when Mu Nansheng was feeling a little distressed, Song Yue's mouth was stuffed, and she didn't forget to hand Mu Nansheng a glass of shochu.

"Sister Nan Sheng, take a sip, it's absolutely palatable."

Mu Nansheng was dubious, at this moment he completely put Gu Jingchen's instructions behind him, stuffed a mouthful of meat and drank a mouthful of shochu.

Song Yue approached expectantly, "Sister Nan Sheng, how are you doing?"

Mu Nansheng chewed, his eyes glowed with surprise, he covered his mouth and nodded.

"It's really delicious."

"now it's right."

Song Yue clapped her hands. For her, the collocation she likes can make others like it, which gives Song Yue a sense of accomplishment.

"Come on, Miss Nansheng, have another bite."

Mu Nansheng's mouth was stuffed, his eyes were smiling, and he didn't forget to take another sip.

Lin Yiran was sitting next to Mu Nansheng, holding a shochu glass in his hand, drinking slowly one sip at a time, but she didn't persuade Mu Nansheng not to drink.

After all, a party is meaningless if Mu Nansheng doesn't enjoy playing or eating to his heart's content.

And to be honest, Lin was still distracted and didn't put her mind on the dinner party at all. What she wanted most at the moment was to see Mu Qingmo again, and a few words were enough.

Mu Nansheng was also drinking sip after sip, even though the concentration of shochu was low, he couldn't hold back drinking one after another.

In the end, Song Yue discovered it first.

Pointing to Mu Nansheng's blushing face, Song Yue was a little surprised: "Sister Nansheng, are you drunk?"

Mu Nansheng didn't speak, just smirked and poured an empty cup into his mouth.

At this time, the originally lively dining table was completely silent.

The employees are dumbfounded.

They really didn't expect Mu Nansheng to be drunk like this after a few glasses of soju.

At this time, everyone could only focus on Lin Yiran for help.

"Director, what should I do, Miss Nan Sheng is drunk."

"Yeah, how do we send her back here?"

Lin still put down the glass calmly, "Don't worry, I'll sober her up."

"You continue to eat, and you will come to someone later."

The hands of everyone holding the chopsticks trembled, wondering who would be coming.

Thanks to Marina for the eight tickets

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