Chapter 722 Lovely Old Commander Zhao 3

"You, you, you..." When Mr. Zhao heard Ye Tianming's words, he was so angry that his body and hands were trembling.

Ye Tianming quickly waved his hands and said with a smile, "Hey, hey, Lao Zhao, don't be like this, that wine is actually not very good!"

"It doesn't taste good and you drank it all!" Mr. Zhao was so angry that he stamped his feet and stared at Ye Tianming.

For some reason, these two bastard robbers could always find the treasures they treasured so easily.

They have been causing harm to him, harming him, and not allowing him, an old man, to spend the rest of his life well.

A smile appeared on Chu Muyue's lips, and she thought Commander Zhao was really cute.

Sure enough, they all say that old people are getting cuter and cuter, and they are talking about Commander Zhao.

Ye Tianming curled his lips and took out a small glass bottle from somewhere with some transparent liquid in it.

After opening the bottle cap, a scent of medicine and wine floated into Chu Muyue's nose.

"Huh? Is it my medicinal wine?" Chu Muyue was stunned and turned to look at Ye Tianming curiously.

Ye Tianming shook the palm-sized glass bottle in his hand and raised his eyebrows at Mr. Zhao, "Old Zhao, come here and try the medicinal wine I brought you!"

"What kind of medicinal wine? I've never drunk it before!" Zhao Laoyi turned his head and ignored Ye Tianming.

Ye Tianming didn't care about Mr. Zhao at all. He directly found a small cup, poured a small cup, put it under his nose and took a deep sniff, "Well, it really smells good, tsk tsk tsk! This wine It's really delicious!"

Chu Muyue looked at Ye Tianming's performance and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth. What are you doing!

Although there was a distance between Mr. Zhao and the wine glass he was holding, he still faintly smelled some aroma of wine. He sniffed his nose and the smell became a little stronger. Then he stretched his head forward and sniffed again. To my nose, the smell became stronger.

"The aroma of this wine makes me feel so comfortable all over!" Mr. Zhao muttered, holding the small iron box tightly in his arms, walked up to Ye Tianming, and smelled the aroma of the wine deeply. "Smells good!"

When Ye Tianming saw Mr. Zhao's appearance, he sneered in his heart and drank all the medicinal wine in the wine glass in his hand.

Mr. Zhao watched Ye Tianming drink it like a cow and drank it into his mouth. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth and looked at the palm-sized glass bottle in Ye Tianming's hand with nostalgia.

After Ye Tianming poured a glass of it just now, only one-third was left.

"What kind of wine is this? Why have you never smelled it before?" Mr. Zhao's shrewd old eyes were staring at the glass bottle in Ye Tianming's hand. His salivating look made people want to laugh.

Chu Muyue lowered her head, suppressing a smile in her heart, and drank the tea Xiao Junyan made for herself. The taste was very mellow. No wonder only that group of people could drink it. It was indeed extraordinary.

Ye Tianming looked at Mr. Zhao with a smile, "Old Zhao, you are the commander, how come you haven't smelled it? You must have drank it too!"

"No!" Mr. Zhao immediately shook his head like a rattle, "I have never drunk this kind of wine!"

"Really?" Ye Tianming looked very disbelieving and said with a smile, "Are you sure?"

"You have to drink this to be sure!" Mr. Zhao locked his eyes on the medicinal wine in Ye Tianming's hand and swallowed.

A smile appeared at the corner of Chu Muyue's mouth, she just felt that Ye Tianming was too hateful, and Mr. Zhao was cute and pitiful.