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Neil, standing on the bar, is condescending and dominating the world, waving his hands vigorously and incitingly, summoning waves of shouts, "Lan Li! Lan Li! Lan Li!"
The whole bar became more and more lively. Everyone held up their beer, cheering and shouting with smiles. It was not the crowded heat wave at the premiere, but the noise of unanimous support. The sky was shaking, and the heat waves swarmed towards Renly from all directions, as if the place where he was standing was the center of the world.
Involuntarily, his smile rose up. He raised his voice and shouted to Neil, but the noise around him was so loud that Neil couldn’t hear him. He simply knelt down and lay down beside Lan Li. Leaning over, the antics caused a whistle and a roar, but Neil didn’t care. After standing up again, he motioned for everyone to be quiet, and shouted, "Our Master Lanly just said it. In the next round, he will pay the bill!"
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The audience ushered in a stormy sea, just like a strong support from the Maori before the battle.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lan Li felt the scorching gaze of the girl next to him, and he smiled and said, "You asked me, and I asked you. These are two rounds of wine."
The girl's eyebrows were raised happily, and then she laughed heartily, patted the table hard, and then gave a thumbs up, "Thank you then. I'm still worried about the next round."
So frank, still with a boyish frankness, and then she blinked at Lan Li with a smile on her face, and cast a charming eye playfully. It was not charming, but with a hint of teasing. The one with a hint of molesting and handsome, grabbed the beer that Neil had put on the table just now, with three bottles in his left hand and three bottles in his right hand, his eyes fell on the bottle that was ordered, and he gestured to Lan Li, and raised his voice. He said, "Halsey." There was no extra language, and he turned around sharply and walked away.
Haierxi became popular in 2016 by virtue of her "closer" chorus with the-chainsmoke, but before this song, she used her personality and strength to break into a world. "Close" only provides a higher platform.
It is worth mentioning that, like Justin Bieber, she is also a representative of the new generation of artists who have become popular on the tubing.
Regarding the singer, Lan Li's knowledge is really limited. He knows the singer Heierxi, but more knowledge is really limited. However, what is certain is that at the moment in 2011, Heershey should still be an unknown music lover, cruising around the streets of New York, looking for opportunities to start a music career.
It can be seen from just one face-to-face that this is a young man with personality and style.
"Young man?" Regarding his own words, Lan Li was a little bit weak, and his mood followed the raised corners of his mouth to jump up with joy. He picked up the bottle of Heineken beer on the bar and poured it into his mouth. It settled a little. Without a good rest for three consecutive days, Lan Li's current footsteps are a bit erratic, as if floating in the clouds.
"You should come here earlier." Neil jumped down, and across the bar, gave Lan Li a hug, saying it was a hug, rather than a hug that "slapped Lan Li's back hard, trying to make Lan Li vomit blood" , Seeing Lan Li’s speechless eyes, Neil chuckled and let go, "Woody Allen has been sitting here for a long time tonight, and he asked, next time you perform here. When. How? Do you want to go on stage again another day? The famous Woody Allen will come to watch it."
"Woody Allen is not Bob Dylan." Lanly's complaint made Neil laugh happily. Woody is a master of film and Bob is a master of music. It is important to separate categories.
"Stanley has been looking for you just now, so hurry up and take a look at deck 7. There is a surprise." Neil lifted his chin triumphantly, his eyes flickering, and he stopped talking, but after all he did not reveal his cards. , This is really too rare. Originally not interested, Lan Li is now somewhat interested.
Seeing Lan Li turning around and preparing to leave, Neil called him again, and then showed a smug expression, "I told you already."
A simple sentence can't hide the pride and pride in Neil's heart. From beginning to end, Neil firmly believes that Renley's music can be heard and accepted by people, even George Slander. , Stanley Chalson was skeptical, but Neal did not.
Now, the "Don Quixote" bulletin board has won the championship, which is undoubtedly the biggest affirmation of Neal.
Lan Li chuckled helplessly, and said with his mouth, "This is what you deserve." With a single sentence, Neil smashed the rag on the counter, blew the whistle, and the ghost screamed and provoked. The other people beside the bar also joined the shouting ranks, even if they didn't even know what was going on.
For a short distance towards the No. 7 deck, almost everyone raised their beer high in salute, "To Don Quixote!" I don’t know who was the first to shout like this, and then everyone else did. They called out one after another, the sound of one after another was not neat, even a little sparse, but the surging enthusiasm and madness could be clearly felt.
The flames in my heart, under the suppression and grind of real life, gradually extinguished, gradually weakened, gradually cooled, but never disappeared, in the album "Don Quixote", in the bar of Pioneer Village Among them, reignited.
Stanley stood up, opened his arms, and greeted Lan Li enthusiastically, "You must be a dog nose, smelling the good wine here."
The wrinkled old face is now quietly stretched out. In the past few months, Stanley has regained his second youth and regained his long-lost vitality. The pioneer village has become Manhattan. The most unique bar has once again witnessed the progress of history.
He hugged Stanley politely, and after Stanley stepped aside, Renly saw the bottle of whiskey Alexander Western whiskey placed on the table of the deck.
This bottle of whiskey is Stanley’s personal collection. It is not only a limited edition, there are only twelve bottles in the world; it is also not only precious, it has been deposited for more than 60 years; it is not only expensive, but priceless, even at auction houses. It can't be collected, it's just as a personal collection. It is this bottle of whiskey, not to mention tasting, even playing is not allowed. To be precise, no one in Pioneer Village has seen the entity, only the photos.
They always like to joke about this bottle of wine, and even say that this bottle of wine may have to wait until Stanley a hundred years later to be inherited as a family heirloom. Stanley didn't refute, but smiled all over his face, seeming to indicate acquiescence.
But now, Lan Li has seen this bottle of Alexander Whiskey with his own eyes. Surprise and shock can be imagined.
"Stanley?" Lan Li didn't say much, the questioning voice was enough.
Stanley sat back with a smile, "If the collection is only a collection, then whiskey will never reflect its value. You know, the most beautiful and most essential part of a bottle of wine is not the liquid itself, but the mellow aroma of time fermentation. And the taste, at a certain moment, fits the mood and state of mind, and becomes the most memorable moment in life. This is perfect."
"...So, do you think it's that moment?" Lanly laughed blankly, but Stanley didn't answer, saying, "Sit down. Today I shared a small cup with George and Woody, and Neil. , Janice. The only regret is that I lack you. It seems that today is the most perfect moment."
While talking, Stanley began to get busy. Place a clean wine glass, place a container full of tartar and ice cubes, and then pick up the precious bottle of Alexander Whiskey, pour a little into the glass, the amber liquid is rich and mellow, like crystals, every time it flows The fragments that all reflect countless rays of light are thrilling.
Stanley in front of him is so focused, not focused on the bottle in his hand, lest it be broken or spilled, but focused on the flow of liquid in the glass, there is no special expression on his face, but the eyebrows The joy and invigoration in the moment is flashing and dimming in the amber liquid, as if this moment is the pinnacle of life. He is the only person in the entire booth. Friends come and friends are gone. He always stays here, carefully savoring the years and time filled in this bottle of wine~www.novelhall.com~ Once in George -Lanly saw this moving light on Slander; now, on Stanley Charlson, he also saw it. This is more than just a bottle of whiskey.
The weight of the album "Don Quixote" is beyond Lan Li's imagination. Whether it is the fans cheering at this moment, or Stanley who is alone in front of them, the dreams that are nowhere to be placed in them, the dreams that are at a loss under the pressure of real life, are condensed in "Don Quixote." Body.
This is not just a billboard win, as if this is more than just an album. Heavy, it makes people feel a little flustered.
"Have you tasted it?" Stanley placed the glass in front of Renly. "I mean, this kind of whiskey is thick and dense, with a little excitement, but it is endlessly memorable."
Alexander's Whiskey, which is produced by Dalmore, is a brand owned by Andre Hamilton. But this bottle of wine was brewed in 1942, and there are only twelve bottles in the world. Even Andre has no treasures in his hands. To be honest, Lan Li hasn't tasted it, just played with the empty bottle.
"No." Lan Li picked up the wine glass and watched the trivial light penetrate the glass and spilled into the wine body, as if the sky was falling into the vast ocean, "But today we are going to break this embarrassment. I hope this is not the last time."
Stanley couldn't help but smiled and said jokingly, "It depends on your next performance."
Lan Li glanced at his mouth, showing an expression of disgust, causing Stanley to laugh out loud, and then Lan Li put the wine glass to his mouth, took a sip, and carefully felt the beauty of the full contact between the alcohol and the tip of the tongue. Like the turbulent waves, but like the dance steps of a ballet actress.
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Neil, standing on the bar, is condescending and dominating the world, waving his hands vigorously and incitingly, summoning waves of shouts, "Lan Li! Lan Li! Lan Li!"
The whole bar became more and more lively. Everyone held up their beer, cheering and shouting with smiles. It was not the crowded heat wave at the premiere, but the noise of unanimous support. The sky was shaking, and the heat waves swarmed towards Renly from all directions, as if the place where he was standing was the center of the world.
Involuntarily, his smile rose up. He raised his voice and shouted to Neil, but the noise around him was so loud that Neil couldn’t hear him. He simply knelt down and lay down beside Lan Li. Leaning over, the antics caused a whistle and a roar, but Neil didn’t care. After standing up again, he motioned for everyone to be quiet, and shouted, "Our Master Lanly just said it. In the next round, he will pay the bill!"
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" The audience ushered in a stormy sea, just like a strong support from the Maori before the battle.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lan Li felt the scorching gaze of the girl next to him, and he smiled and said, "You asked me, and I asked you. These are two rounds of wine."
The girl's eyebrows were raised happily, and then she laughed heartily, patted the table hard, and then gave a thumbs up, "Thank you then. I'm still worried about the next round."
So frank, still with a boyish frankness, and then she blinked at Lan Li with a smile on her face, and cast a charming eye playfully. It was not charming, but with a hint of teasing. The one with a hint of molesting and handsome, grabbed the beer that Neil had put on the table just now, with three bottles in his left hand and three bottles in his right hand, his eyes fell on the bottle that was ordered, and he gestured to Lan Li, and raised his voice. He said, "Halsey." There was no extra language, and he turned around sharply and walked away.
Haierxi became popular in 2016 by virtue of her "closer" chorus with the-chainsmoke, but before this song, she used her personality and strength to break into a world. "Close" only provides a higher platform.
It is worth mentioning that, like Justin Bieber, she is also a representative of the new generation of artists who have become popular on the tubing.
Regarding the singer, Lan Li's knowledge is really limited. He knows the singer Heierxi, but more knowledge is really limited. However, what is certain is that at the moment in 2011, Heershey should still be an unknown music lover, cruising around the streets of New York, looking for opportunities to start a music career.
It can be seen from just one face-to-face that this is a young man with personality and style.
"Young man?" Regarding his own words, Lan Li was a little bit weak, and his mood followed the raised corners of his mouth to jump up with joy. He picked up the bottle of Heineken beer on the bar and poured it into his mouth. It settled a little. Without a good rest for three consecutive days, Lan Li's current footsteps are a bit erratic, as if floating in the clouds.
"You should come here earlier." Neil jumped down, and across the bar, gave Lan Li a hug, saying it was a hug, rather than a hug that "slapped Lan Li's back hard, trying to make Lan Li vomit blood" , Seeing Lan Li’s speechless eyes, Neil chuckled and let go, "Woody Allen has been sitting here for a long time tonight, and he asked, next time you perform here. When. How? Do you want to go on stage again another day? The famous Woody Allen will come to watch it."
"Woody Allen is not Bob Dylan." Lanly's complaint made Neil laugh happily. Woody is a master of film and Bob is a master of music. It is important to separate categories.
"Stanley has been looking for you just now, so hurry up and take a look at deck 7. There is a surprise." Neil lifted his chin triumphantly, his eyes flickering, and he stopped talking, but after all he did not reveal his cards. , This is really too rare. Originally not interested, Lan Li is now somewhat interested.
Seeing Lan Li turning around and preparing to leave, Neil called him again, and then showed a smug expression, "I told you already."
A simple sentence can't hide the pride and pride in Neil's heart. From beginning to end, Neil firmly believes that Renley's music can be heard and accepted by people, even George Slander. , Stanley Chalson was skeptical, but Neal did not.
Now, the "Don Quixote" bulletin board has won the championship, which is undoubtedly the biggest affirmation of Neal.
Lan Li chuckled helplessly, and said with his mouth, "This is what you deserve." With a single sentence, Neil smashed the rag on the counter, blew the whistle, and the ghost screamed and provoked. The other people beside the bar also joined the shouting ranks, even if they didn't even know what was going on.
For a short distance towards the No. 7 deck, almost everyone raised their beer high in salute, "To Don Quixote!" I don’t know who was the first to shout like this, and then everyone else did. They called out one after another, the sound of one after another was not neat, even a little sparse, but the surging enthusiasm and madness could be clearly felt.
The flames in my heart, under the suppression and grind of real life, gradually extinguished, gradually weakened, gradually cooled, but never disappeared, in the album "Don Quixote", in the bar of Pioneer Village Among them, reignited.
Stanley stood up, opened his arms, and greeted Lan Li enthusiastically, "You must be a dog nose, smelling the good wine here."
The wrinkled old face is now quietly stretched out. In the past few months, Stanley has regained his second youth and regained his long-lost vitality. The pioneer village has become Manhattan. The most unique bar has once again witnessed the progress of history.
He hugged Stanley politely, and after Stanley stepped aside, Renly saw the bottle of whiskey Alexander Western whiskey placed on the table of the deck.
This bottle of whiskey is Stanley’s personal collection. It is not only a limited edition, there are only twelve bottles in the world; it is also not only precious, it has been deposited for more than 60 years; it is not only expensive, but priceless, even at auction houses. It can't be collected, it's just as a personal collection. It is this bottle of whiskey, not to mention tasting, even playing is not allowed. To be precise, no one in Pioneer Village has seen the entity, only the photos.
They always like to joke about this bottle of wine, and even say that this bottle of wine may have to wait until Stanley a hundred years later to be inherited as a family heirloom. Stanley didn't refute, but smiled all over his face, seeming to indicate acquiescence.
But now, Lan Li has seen this bottle of Alexander Whiskey with his own eyes. Surprise and shock can be imagined.
"Stanley?" Lan Li didn't say much, the questioning voice was enough.
Stanley sat back with a smile, "If the collection is only a collection, then whiskey will never reflect its value. You know, the most beautiful and most essential part of a bottle of wine is not the liquid itself, but the mellow aroma of time fermentation. And the taste, at a certain moment, fits the mood and state of mind, and becomes the most memorable moment in life. This is perfect."
"...So, do you think it's that moment?" Lanly laughed blankly, but Stanley didn't answer, saying, "Sit down. Today I shared a small cup with George and Woody, and Neil. , Janice. The only regret is that I lack you. It seems that today is the most perfect moment."
While talking, Stanley began to get busy. Place a clean wine glass, place a container full of tartar and ice cubes, and then pick up the precious bottle of Alexander Whiskey, pour a little into the glass, the amber liquid is rich and mellow, like crystals, every time it flows The fragments that all reflect countless rays of light are thrilling.
Stanley in front of him is so focused, not focused on the bottle in his hand, lest it be broken or spilled, but focused on the flow of liquid in the glass, there is no special expression on his face, but the eyebrows The joy and invigoration in the moment is flashing and dimming in the amber liquid, as if this moment is the pinnacle of life. He is the only person in the entire booth. Friends come and friends are gone. He always stays here, carefully savoring the years and time filled in this bottle of wine~www.novelhall.com~ Once in George -Lanly saw this moving light on Slander; now, on Stanley Charlson, he also saw it. This is more than just a bottle of whiskey.
The weight of the album "Don Quixote" is beyond Lan Li's imagination. Whether it is the fans cheering at this moment, or Stanley who is alone in front of them, the dreams that are nowhere to be placed in them, the dreams that are at a loss under the pressure of real life, are condensed in "Don Quixote." Body.
This is not just a billboard win, as if this is more than just an album. Heavy, it makes people feel a little flustered.
"Have you tasted it?" Stanley placed the glass in front of Renly. "I mean, this kind of whiskey is thick and dense, with a little excitement, but it is endlessly memorable."
Alexander's Whiskey, which is produced by Dalmore, is a brand owned by Andre Hamilton. But this bottle of wine was brewed in 1942, and there are only twelve bottles in the world. Even Andre has no treasures in his hands. To be honest, Lan Li hasn't tasted it, just played with the empty bottle.
"No." Lan Li picked up the wine glass and watched the trivial light penetrate the glass and spilled into the wine body, as if the sky was falling into the vast ocean, "But today we are going to break this embarrassment. I hope this is not the last time."
Stanley couldn't help but smiled and said jokingly, "It depends on your next performance."
Lan Li glanced at his mouth, showing an expression of disgust, causing Stanley to laugh out loud, and then Lan Li put the wine glass to his mouth, took a sip, and carefully felt the beauty of the full contact between the alcohol and the tip of the tongue. Like the turbulent waves, but like the dance steps of a ballet actress.
Romance Chinese website, the fastest update of the latest chapters of the drama bone!Neil, standing on the bar, is condescending and dominating the world, waving his hands vigorously and incitingly, summoning waves of shouts, "Lan Li! Lan Li! Lan Li!"The whole bar became more and more lively. Everyone held up their beer, cheering and shouting with smiles. It was not the crowded heat wave at the premiere, but the noise of unanimous support. The sky was shaking, and the heat waves swarmed towards Renly from all directions, as if the place where he was standing was the center of the world.Involuntarily, his smile rose up. He raised his voice and shouted to Neil, but the noise around him was so loud that Neil couldn't hear him. He simply knelt down and lay down beside Lan Li. Leaning over, the antics caused a whistle and a roar, but Neil didn't care. After standing up again, he motioned for everyone to be quiet, and shouted, "Our Master Lanly just said it. In the next round, he will pay the bill!""Oh! Oh! Oh!" The audience ushered in a stormy sea, just like a strong support from the Maori before the battle.Withdrawing his gaze, Lan Li felt the scorching gaze of the girl next to him, and he smiled and said, "You asked me, and I asked you. These are two rounds of wine."The girl's eyebrows were raised happily, and then she laughed heartily, patted the table hard, and then gave a thumbs up, "Thank you then. I'm still worried about the next round."So frank, still with a boyish frankness, and then she blinked at Lan Li with a smile on her face, and cast a charming eye playfully. It was not charming, but with a hint of teasing. The one with a hint of molesting and handsome, grabbed the beer that Neil had put on the table just now, with three bottles in his left hand and three bottles in his right hand, his eyes fell on the bottle that was ordered, and he gestured to Lan Li, and raised his voice. He said, "Halsey." There was no extra language, and he turned around sharply and walked away.Haierxi became popular in 2016 by virtue of her "closer" chorus with the-chainsmoke, but before this song, she used her personality and strength to break into a world. "Close" only provides a higher platform.It is worth mentioning that, like Justin Bieber, she is also a representative of the new generation of artists who have become popular on the tubing.Regarding the singer, Lan Li's knowledge is really limited. He knows the singer Heierxi, but more knowledge is really limited. However, what is certain is that at the moment in 2011, Heershey should still be an unknown music lover, cruising around the streets of New York, looking for opportunities to start a music career.It can be seen from just one face-to-face that this is a young man with personality and style."Young man?" Regarding his own words, Lan Li was a little bit weak, and his mood followed the raised corners of his mouth to jump up with joy. He picked up the bottle of Heineken beer on the bar and poured it into his mouth. It settled a little. Without a good rest for three consecutive days, Lan Li's current footsteps are a bit erratic, as if floating in the clouds."You should come here earlier." Neil jumped down, and across the bar, gave Lan Li a hug, saying it was a hug, rather than a hug that "slapped Lan Li's back hard, trying to make Lan Li vomit blood" , Seeing Lan Li's speechless eyes, Neil chuckled and let go, "Woody Allen has been sitting here for a long time tonight, and he asked, next time you perform here. When. How? Do you want to go on stage again another day? The famous Woody Allen will come to watch it.""Woody Allen is not Bob Dylan." Lanly's complaint made Neil laugh happily. Woody is a master of film and Bob is a master of music. It is important to separate categories."Stanley has been looking for you just now, so hurry up and take a look at deck 7. There is a surprise." Neil lifted his chin triumphantly, his eyes flickering, and he stopped talking, but after all he did not reveal his cards. , This is really too rare. Originally not interested, Lan Li is now somewhat interested.Seeing Lan Li turning around and preparing to leave, Neil called him again, and then showed a smug expression, "I told you already."A simple sentence can't hide the pride and pride in Neil's heart. From beginning to end, Neil firmly believes that Renley's music can be heard and accepted by people, even George Slander. , Stanley Chalson was skeptical, but Neal did not.Now, the "Don Quixote" bulletin board has won the championship, which is undoubtedly the biggest affirmation of Neal.Lan Li chuckled helplessly, and said with his mouth, "This is what you deserve." With a single sentence, Neil smashed the rag on the counter, blew the whistle, and the ghost screamed and provoked. The other people beside the bar also joined the shouting ranks, even if they didn't even know what was going on.For a short distance towards the No. 7 deck, almost everyone raised their beer high in salute, "To Don Quixote!" I don't know who was the first to shout like this, and then everyone else did. They called out one after another, the sound of one after another was not neat, even a little sparse, but the surging enthusiasm and madness could be clearly felt.The flames in my heart, under the suppression and grind of real life, gradually extinguished, gradually weakened, gradually cooled, but never disappeared, in the album "Don Quixote", in the bar of Pioneer Village Among them, reignited.Stanley stood up, opened his arms, and greeted Lan Li enthusiastically, "You must be a dog nose, smelling the good wine here."The wrinkled old face is now quietly stretched out. In the past few months, Stanley has regained his second youth and regained his long-lost vitality. The pioneer village has become Manhattan. The most unique bar has once again witnessed the progress of history.He hugged Stanley politely, and after Stanley stepped aside, Renly saw the bottle of whiskey Alexander Western whiskey placed on the table of the deck.This bottle of whiskey is Stanley's personal collection. It is not only a limited edition, there are only twelve bottles in the world; it is also not only precious, it has been deposited for more than 60 years; it is not only expensive, but priceless, even at auction houses. It can't be collected, it's just as a personal collection. It is this bottle of whiskey, not to mention tasting, even playing is not allowed. To be precise, no one in Pioneer Village has seen the entity, only the photos.They always like to joke about this bottle of wine, and even say that this bottle of wine may have to wait until Stanley a hundred years later to be inherited as a family heirloom. Stanley didn't refute, but smiled all over his face, seeming to indicate acquiescence.But now, Lan Li has seen this bottle of Alexander Whiskey with his own eyes. Surprise and shock can be imagined."Stanley?" Lan Li didn't say much, the questioning voice was enough.Stanley sat back with a smile, "If the collection is only a collection, then whiskey will never reflect its value. You know, the most beautiful and most essential part of a bottle of wine is not the liquid itself, but the mellow aroma of time fermentation. And the taste, at a certain moment, fits the mood and state of mind, and becomes the most memorable moment in life. This is perfect.""...So, do you think it's that moment?" Lanly laughed blankly, but Stanley didn't answer, saying, "Sit down. Today I shared a small cup with George and Woody, and Neil. , Janice. The only regret is that I lack you. It seems that today is the most perfect moment."While talking, Stanley began to get busy. Place a clean wine glass, place a container full of tartar and ice cubes, and then pick up the precious bottle of Alexander Whiskey, pour a little into the glass, the amber liquid is rich and mellow, like crystals, every time it flows The fragments that all reflect countless rays of light are thrilling.Stanley in front of him is so focused, not focused on the bottle in his hand, lest it be broken or spilled, but focused on the flow of liquid in the glass, there is no special expression on his face, but the eyebrows The joy and invigoration in the moment is flashing and dimming in the amber liquid, as if this moment is the pinnacle of life. He is the only person in the entire booth. Friends come and friends are gone. He always stays here, carefully savoring the years and time filled in this bottle of wine~www.novelhall.com~ Once in George -Lanly saw this moving light on Slander; now, on Stanley Charlson, he also saw it. This is more than just a bottle of whiskey.The weight of the album "Don Quixote" is beyond Lan Li's imagination. Whether it is the fans cheering at this moment, or Stanley who is alone in front of them, the dreams that are nowhere to be placed in them, the dreams that are at a loss under the pressure of real life, are condensed in "Don Quixote." Body.This is not just a billboard win, as if this is more than just an album. Heavy, it makes people feel a little flustered."Have you tasted it?" Stanley placed the glass in front of Renly. "I mean, this kind of whiskey is thick and dense, with a little excitement, but it is endlessly memorable."Alexander's Whiskey, which is produced by Dalmore, is a brand owned by Andre Hamilton. But this bottle of wine was brewed in 1942, and there are only twelve bottles in the world. Even Andre has no treasures in his hands. To be honest, Lan Li hasn't tasted it, just played with the empty bottle."No." Lan Li picked up the wine glass and watched the trivial light penetrate the glass and spilled into the wine body, as if the sky was falling into the vast ocean, "But today we are going to break this embarrassment. I hope this is not the last time."Stanley couldn't help but smiled and said jokingly, "It depends on your next performance."Lan Li glanced at his mouth, showing an expression of disgust, causing Stanley to laugh out loud, and then Lan Li put the wine glass to his mouth, took a sip, and carefully felt the beauty of the full contact between the alcohol and the tip of the tongue. Like the turbulent waves, but like the dance steps of a ballet actress.
