Chapter 261 The Strongest Monster Catcher (21)
The sun was shining brightly outside, but the room was silent.
Zhou Ye sat at the dining table, looked at the sumptuous lunch in front of him, picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
On the stove next to you, a pot of wine has been simmering. It is Gantilos' hot goat's milk wine. The taste of milk and wine are mixed together. It is not fishy or spicy. You can taste it carefully and you can taste the mellow taste. .
Zhou Ye liked the wine, so he didn't touch the food on the table very much. He just kept pouring it by himself, pouring the cup full and finishing it in one gulp.
As Zhou Ye, whose drinking capacity is always below the average level, once he encounters alcohol, he drinks more ferociously than the thousand glasses of wine without getting drunk. A large pot of goat's milk wine weighs about five kilograms plus the pot, minus the weight of the pot. Zhou Ye had already drank nearly a pound of wine.
Gantilos is located in the north, where it rains a lot and lasts for one to two months. During this period, it is easy for moisture to enter the body and cause body aches.
So people in the small town made their own goat's milk wine that could warm their stomachs and body. Men drank it to their heart's content, women drank it to keep their skin healthy, and even children could have a glass of low-alcohol wine, so almost every household in the streets and alleys would drink it. Make goat's milk wine in winter.
One glass of this wine can warm your whole body. Don't drink too much because it has a strong stamina and makes you easily drunk. It is difficult for a strong man of 200 kilograms to withstand the strength of one kilogram of wine. Therefore, one tank of this wine is enough for a family. Drink it all winter long.
There is no such wine at Zhou Ye's house.
That must have been bought by the little monster at the market.
Since he was willing to go out on the street alone, why didn't he dare to appear in front of Zhou Ye?
It's hard to guess the little monster's thoughts. Zhou Ye didn't bother to guess after drinking too much. He just carried the pot with a blushing face and continued to pour into the bowl.
"Tsk..."
The jug is empty.
Open the lid and there is only some milk paste on the inner wall.
No more.
Zhou Ye always drank happily. Regardless of her own drinking capacity, she could drink as much as her stomach could hold, until she fell to the ground the next second. Aowu is not worried, Zhou Ye drinks well, sleeps peacefully after drinking too much, and never causes trouble for anyone.
"I just stopped drinking. Let's go back to the house and sleep."
After saying that, Zhou Ye stood up, his steps were futile, and he staggered up and walked towards the living room, but instead of walking towards the room, he twisted to the rocking chair by the window halfway, and his knees went weak and he collapsed directly on the rocking chair.
"Crunch..."
The rocking chair rocked back and forth under the sudden weight, making a creaking sound.
Zhou Ye put his hands on the chair handles, his palms drooping softly. There were several wounds on the back of his long and white hands, which were purple-red and showed black-red congestion.
This was the injury I had sustained when I smashed the giant anaconda.
She didn't react at all when she was injured. It hurt, but Zhou Ye wouldn't show it.
On the back of the chair, the woman's curly hair covered the entire back of the chair, with strands of hair scattered messily, thick and curled eyelashes intertwined with the hair, and the tip of her white and straight nose slowly paused. caught an off-white butterfly.
The window is open, the butterfly folds its wings, and its two long tentacles tremble with the breeze.
Zhou Ye was sleeping soundly, his head tilted to one side, revealing a slender neck.
The knife-shaped pendant hangs on the chest, glowing with a faint cyan light under the sunlight.
There was silence in the room, the light gray curtains slowly fluttered with the breeze, and a pure white thread slowly flowed out of the light white basin on the windowsill.
Five seconds later.
(End of chapter)