"It's more than two bottles!" Shi Shi, the little devil girl, stretched out her fragrant tongue and gently licked her red lips, throwing her winks at the waiter and said, "Two bottles per person according to our number."

The waiter's eyes instantly straightened, he looked at Shi Shi's pretty face, two charming dimples bloomed, and asked foolishly, "Five people, ten bottles, can you drink it? It's too wasteful."

Qiaoli also interjected at this time, the little fierce girl ...