Mu Liang counted the bottles. There were eight bottles of nu 'er Hong. There was wine all over the floor. Some were spilled on the floor, and some were drunk. He had no idea how much he had drunk. In short, he had ruined all of his uncle's precious nu' er Hong.
"Third brother, you're finished ..." Mu Liang started to sneer,"even if you're as beautiful as a flower and have your sex changed into the daughter that I've been longing for the most, there's no hope for you."
Mu Yuan hugged the wine bottle and mumbled to himself. No one knew what he was saying. Mu Liang went over and gently pushed him with the tip of her foot."Third brother, are you still awake? I'm going to carry you out and sell you. "
Mu Yuan raised his head. His eyes were bloodshot, as if he had cried. There was a Tear Stain on his face, and his cheeks were as red as a monkey's butt, like two pieces of Rouge that had yet to fade.
Mu Liang said,"your style is not bad."
He was obviously drunk.
