If he said to drink..., Huo Yu's stinky face could not help but appear in Xia Wan's mind.

He pursed his lips, and after thinking it over and over, he asked cautiously, "Didn't the eldest young master not let me drink it?"

Xia Wan's face is particularly vivid when there are many small expressions on her face. Huo Yu looked at him for a moment, and said with a smile, "So obedient?"

As he spoke, he raised his finger and tapped lightly on the table, then pretended to close the menu: "Then stop drinking."

How does that work?

Xia Wan hurriedly stretched out his hand and held down Huo Yu's hand on the menu. He nervously raised a finger and shook it in the air, "Have a drink?"

Huo Yu had already chosen a sweet Junmai Daiginjo with a very low degree. Hearing this, he smiled lightly and added it to the menu.

"This one has a very low degree, it's sweet and sweet." He closed the menu and said to Xia Wan, "It's suitable for you."

"Young master is so nice," Xia Wan hurriedly praised: "Thank you, young master."

"But don't drink when you're alone." Huo Yu thought for a while and added, "You know what?"

Xia Wan was happy at the moment, when she heard the words, she nodded in agreement.

The heat of the wagyu pot escapes in the air, with the aroma of the food, making people feel comfortable and happy.

In the summer evening, the boiled wagyu beef was dipped in the bowl and put into the mouth.

He took a sip of the fragrant beef and took another sip from the wine glass.

The taste of sake is indeed as Huo Yu said, sweet and sweet, very delicious, and it is very comfortable to take a sip.

"It's delicious, like a drink." Xia Wan couldn't help bending her eyes, "No wonder many people like to drink."

"A lot of people?" Huo Yu was amused and asked casually, "Does your father like to drink too?"

"My father doesn't drink." Xia Wan said, "His legs and feet are not very good. He does work without needles, threads and knives. It is not safe to drink."

Huo Yu's movements paused, this was the first time he knew that Xia Wan's father's legs were not very good.

"Your father's leg," he pondered for a moment, "can it still be treated?"

When Xia Wan first appeared beside Huo Lin, Huo Yu asked Shen Yan to check him, but Shen Yan didn't say anything about his father's health.

All know is that he and his father depended on each other for life, and the family life was not easy, and his father made handmade leather shoes to make a living.

"I can't." Xia Wan said, but he didn't mean to be sad. "My dad had an accident when he was young and lost both legs. Fortunately, his life was saved."

He spoke so plainly that Huo Yu was speechless for a while.

On the other hand, Xia Wan smiled and comforted him: "It's nothing, my father can do anything, he is no worse than ordinary people."

"Yeah." Huo Yu replied.

Xia Wan smiled at him and squeezed a piece of sushi.

The outside of the sushi was full of mentaiko, and it was fragrant in one bite.

Paired with the sweetness of sake, it has a long aftertaste.

For a moment, Xia Wan regretted saying only one drink.

Huo Yu ate very little meat, and he only ate a few mouthfuls of fat cows, but he ate a little more fresh sashimi.

In the summer evening, I am not used to eating raw food, so I focus on the hot fat beef pot.

The two people have clear boundaries when it comes to eating, and they are very complementary to each other.

For a while, only the slight sound of the tableware colliding and the rumbling sound of the fat beef pot were left on the table.

After a while, Xia Wan suddenly made a sound.

His voice was a little soft and sticky: "Eldest young master, is your trip abroad going well this time?"

Xia Wan seldom asked Huo Yu such questions, whether it was public or private.

Huo Yu was a little strange and raised his eyes involuntarily.

Through the thin, flowing steam, Xia Wan's cheeks were dyed a light red.

Like being covered in a thin veil, there is a different kind of beauty.

He held his cheeks, his eyes were like a layer of water mist, and he looked gentle and affectionate.

And those eyes were staring at Huo Yu quietly, as if waiting for his answer.

Huo Yu paused for a moment, then raised his hand and took the wine glass in front of him.

The wine glass is not big, and there is still a bottom of the glass left.

"You're drunk." Huo Yu said.

"I'm not drunk. My grandfather and brother drink a lot. How could I be drunk?" Xia Wan refused.

Huo Yu smiled, thinking that he was talking about relatives in his hometown.

Xia Wan tenaciously wanted to take back his wine glass. He stretched out a hand from across the table and held Huo Yu's wrist softly: "Give it back to me."

His palms were wet and his fingertips were soft, and he had little strength to touch Huo Yu's wrist.

But Huo Yu felt inexplicably that the alcohol seemed to pass into his blood along the hand, and the skin he was holding was faintly hot.

You shouldn't have given him alcohol, Huo Yu thought.

It's just that he has never seen a person who can drink ten degrees of sake.

"Return to you." Huo Yu said solemnly at Xia Wan's insistence, "Wait for me to help you down."

"Okay." Xia Wan nodded obediently, although he let go of his wrist, he didn't pull his hand back.

Huo Yu poured out the wine in the wine glass and handed him a glass of barley tea: "Drink it."

"Thank you." Xia Wan said, her eyes couldn't hide the joy, and she looked very satisfied.

Huo Yu looked at him for a moment, then suddenly said, "Not bad,"

After he finished speaking, he added, "This trip abroad went smoothly."

"Congratulations." Xia Wan said, not looking too drunk anymore.

He said that he took a sip from the wine glass, but he didn't even taste that the ingredients had been changed.

Really drunk, Huo Yu laughed.

"Eldest young master." Xia Wan looked at him and said very seriously, "I won't let you lose."

Huo Yu crossed his hands and turned his head slightly to look at Xia Wan: "Really?"

Relying on Xia Wan's drunkenness, he made no secret of the look in his eyes.