"Really good at putting on an act, a stinky soldier trying to pose like this, as if he doesn't know his own limits. You could fool others, but pretending in front of me? Just wait until you can't differentiate the wines, I'll see how I mock you."
If it hadn't been for that sentence from Song Xiaodong just now, Xiao Zhiming would have mocked him right away, but now he could only think about it in his mind.
Song Xiaodong opened his eyes, then said, "Bring me a cup of water."
The waiter hurried to get a cup, Song Xiaodong took a sip of the water to rinse out the taste of wine in his mouth, then picked up the second glass.
When tasting the first glass, everyone hadn't paid much attention to Song Xiaodong's drinking posture, but by the second glass, people had started to notice, especially a few women who showed a look of surprise in their eyes.
