Chapter 722

"You, you, you …" When Elder Zhao heard Ye Tianming's words, he was so angry that his body and hands started to tremble.

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

"If it's not good, why did you drink it all!" Elder Zhao was so angry that he stomped his feet and glared at Ye Tianming.

He didn't know how these two bastard robbers could always find his treasures so easily.

They had been causing trouble for him. How could he, an old man, live the rest of his life peacefully?

Chu Muyue's lips curled into a smile. She felt that Commander Zhao was really cute.

Sure enough, it was said that old people were getting cuter and cuter. It was referring to Commander Zhao.

Ye Tianming pursed his lips and took out a small glass bottle from nowhere. There was some transparent liquid in it.

When he opened the bottle cap, the fragrance of medicine and wine wafted into Chu Muyue's nose.

"Hmm? Is this 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 Elder Zhao. "Elder Zhao, come and try the medicinal wine I brought for you!"

"What medicinal wine? I've never tried it before! "Elder Zhao turned his head and ignored Ye Tianming.

Ye Tianming didn't care about Elder Zhao at all. He found a small cup and poured a small cup. He put it under his nose and sniffed deeply. "Hmm, it's really fragrant. Tsk, tsk, tsk! This wine is really good! "

Chu Muyue watched Ye Tianming's performance and couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth. What was he doing?

Although Elder Zhao was a distance away from the wine glass, he could still faintly smell some wine fragrance. He sniffed his nose, and the smell was a little stronger. Then, he stretched his head forward and sniffed his nose again, and the smell was a little stronger.

"This wine aroma, why do I feel so comfortable just by smelling it?" Elder Zhao muttered. He hugged the small metal box tightly and walked in front of Ye Tianming. He took a deep breath of the wine. "It smells so good!"

Ye Tianming looked at Elder Zhao's expression and sneered in his heart. He finished the medicinal wine in his cup in one gulp.

Elder Zhao watched Ye Tianming gulp it down. His mouth couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He looked at the palm-sized glass bottle in Ye Tianming's hand with nostalgia.

After Ye Tianming's, there was only one third of it.

"What wine is this wine? How come I've never smelled it? " Elder Zhao's shrewd old eyes stared at the glass bottle in Ye Tianming's hand. His drooling appearance made people want to laugh.

Chu Muyue lowered her head and suppressed her laughter in her heart. She drank the tea that Xiao Junyan brewed for her. It tasted very mellow. No wonder only a few people could drink it. It was indeed extraordinary.

Ye Tianming looked at Elder Zhao with a smile. "Elder Zhao, you're the commander. How could you not have smelled it? You must have drunk it before! "

"No!" Elder Zhao immediately shook his head like a rattle-drum. "I've never drunk this wine before!"

"Really?" Ye Tianming looked very doubtful. He smiled and said, "Are you sure?"

"I have to drink this to be sure!" Elder Zhao's eyes were fixed on the medicinal wine in Ye Tianming's hand. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva.