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Du Huili was obviously taken aback, and then teased: "Brother Feng, you pretended to be me on purpose, didn't you?"

The eyes were obviously disdainful, as if to say, have you ever drank the real 82-year-old Lafite, you dare to make random comments.

Yang Feng looked indifferent, took out a cigarette and lit one.

"Sister Li, I don't need to pretend in front of you, I'm telling the truth."

Ha ha!

Du Huili sneered, and looked at him with her arms crossed, "Okay, then tell me, this bottle of 82-year-old Lafite is not authentic."

Yang Feng nodded slightly, "First of all, the taste is not mellow enough, it has a little sour taste."

"As we all know, the quality of the grapes produced in 1982 is extremely high, and the quality of the wine produced is also the highest in the world, without this sour taste."

"Second point, this wine bottle is obviously reused. In other words, the wine bottle is a Lafite produced in 82, but the wine inside has been replaced."

"If I'm not wrong, the grapes used to produce this bottle of Lafite should have been produced in the Rhone Valley of France in 96 or 98."

Du Huili was stunned when she heard it, but she didn't expect Yang Feng to be able to speak clearly.

But how true or false it is remains to be seen.

Smiling slightly, "Brother Feng, it seems that you have done a lot of homework in this area, and you know a lot."

"But you just say it out of your mouth, but it doesn't have any convincing power."

After finishing speaking, he smiled strangely, "Do you dare to make a bet with me?"

Yang Feng smiled, "What are you betting on?"

"I happen to know the president of the Greater Southeast Region of Lafite, and he gave me this bottle of wine."

Du Huili smiled slightly, "I didn't expect to hit the gun! I can call him now to verify."

"If what you said is wrong, then you have to stay tonight and let my sister deal with it."

"Do you still dare to continue to be brave?"

Yang Feng chuckled, "Correct me, it's not trying to be brave."

"Since Sister Li is so interested, let's take a gamble, as long as your friend is willing to tell the truth."

"Okay, here's yours!"

Du Huili immediately took out her mobile phone and made a call in front of Yang Feng.

"Hey, Steven, is the case of red wine you gave me really an authentic 82-year-old Lafite?"

While speaking, Du Huili still looked at Yang Feng with a smile.

"Hehehe, why did Miss Du suddenly ask such a question?" The other party laughed.

"It's like this. I have a banquet with a friend tonight, and this is the wine I drank."

"But my friend said that it is not the authentic Lafite of 82, so I asked you to verify it."

Du Huili said with a smile, "We have been friends for many years, I want to tell the truth."

The other party pondered for a few seconds before sending out a wry smile.

"Huili, since we've covered this point, I won't hide anything from you."

"The box of red wine I sent you is indeed not the authentic 82 Lafite."

"But one thing, it's not that I deliberately fake it, it's like this in the market now."

"Think about it, how many bottles of Lafite were produced in 82, and it has been 39 years now, how much is left? Now basically there is no market for the price!"

"I don't have any genuine ones in my hand. They are all like this. In fact, what I drink is a taste. Not many people care whether it is a real 82-year-old Lafite."

Hearing this sentence, Du Huili obviously froze.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng was right.

I didn't have time to think too much, and was eager to verify the other two points Yang Feng said.

"Steven, there's no need to explain it to me, our friendship lies there."

"Then can you tell me the year and place where the grapes of this red wine were produced?"

Du Huili asked softly.

The other party chuckled, "No problem, I wouldn't tell the average person, just say it's a grape from 82, hehehe."

"The production year of this batch of Lafite grapes is 96, and the place of origin is the Rhone Valley. The grapes from 96 and 98 are all good, comparable to the Lafite of 82, hehehe."

Whoohoo!
Du Huili took three deep breaths, and Yang Feng was right again.

It's just right!

It's too awesome!
"Okay, I see, let's talk again when we have time."

After hanging up the phone, Du Huili looked at Yang Feng in astonishment, without any trace of disdain on her face.

"Brother Feng, I really didn't realize that you are actually a connoisseur of wine tasting!"

Du Huili blushed slightly, she thought he had no chance to drink Lafite just now.

This is a bit slapped in the face by reality.

Yang Feng smiled, "Sister Li, you lost the bet, there is no way to keep me tonight."

Du Huili immediately laughed out loud, "Since I lost, then my sister will go with you later. I will let you deal with it tonight, how about it?"

Cough cough cough...

Yang Feng quickly stubbed out the cigarette butt, "Sister Li, you're following me in a tricky way, and you can't even shake it off."

"Hahaha, you're right."

Du Huili stood up with a smile and walked to Yang Feng.

Immediately, his body softened, and he fell directly into Yang Feng's arms, and looked at him with a smile, "You really made my sister and I admire you by showing your hand inadvertently."

"I really don't want you to leave, so why don't you just stay with me and be my little boyfriend."

Yang Feng didn't expect Du Huili's body to be so soft, as if she had no bones.

How come you just fell down.

Another surprise attack came to him, and he was unprepared.

"Sister Li, can we get up and talk first?"

"What about the lady's elegant posture that was promised? You've lost everything."

Yang Feng said with a dry smile.

Du Huili was just lying in his arms, so intimate, it was simply too ambiguous.

I drank some red wine just now, and it was still the romantic atmosphere of the candlelight dinner.

All of a sudden, there was an ambiguous smell in the air.

It's unbearable!

Giggle...

Du Huili smiled coquettishly, "Then I take back what I said just now, and don't need any ladylike gestures."

"In the morning, didn't you say that I am like a tiger in my forties. Now, I have become a real tigress, and I must eat you."

Yang Feng chuckled, "Sister Li, if you say that, then I can only have a showdown with you."

"My stage name is Wu Song!"

Hahaha……

Du Huili laughed out loud immediately, "Why, you still want to hit me?"

"Come on, my sister told you to fight! Let's see if you are a real Wu Song or a fake Wu Song."

Ha ha!

Want to play with fire?
Then I will let you see what happens when you play with fire.

With a backhand turn, there came a counterattack.

Pressed Du Huili down, then raised his hand towards Du Huili's back, and slapped it down suddenly.

"A bowl of strong wine!"

"Two bowls into Jingyang!"

"Three bowls are not enough!"

He slapped three palms in succession, implying a trace of wonderful strength.

It hurts, but feels good at the same time.

A blend of pain and comfort.

Du Huili was lying on the seat, crying and laughing all over.

Really painful and happy.

"Ahahaha, woo woo woo..."

"Brother Feng, please forgive me, hahaha, you are the real Wu Song, woo woo woo..."

Yang Feng chuckled, raised his hand lightly, and eliminated that weird force.

Du Huili's expression returned to normal.

The whole person sat there paralyzed, looking a little dumbfounded.

At this moment, a clear voice came from outside the door, "Mom, I'm back!"

"Ah, you two... what are you doing?!"

Whoosh!

Both Yang Feng and Du Huili were shocked.

Miss Du Qianqian came back suddenly, and she saw such an indecent scene.