"Bin, Hah'Er is..." Shen Dalong subconsciously wanted to fill Hah'Er's bowl with beer, but when he saw clearly who was holding the bowl, he quickly stopped. 'If the panda gets sick from drinking the beer I poured, how many years would I get?'
"Hah'Er, we already agreed. Why are you starting again?" While cooking earlier, Shen Yibin had painstakingly persuaded Hah'Er for a long time. He had finally gotten the little guy to promise not to drink during dinner, but the moment Hah'Er saw the beer, he forgot everything.
"Hmph~" Hah'Er ignored him this time, still holding the bowl and looking eagerly at Shen Dalong. The moment this rascal saw beer, he couldn't care about anything else. He just wanted to satisfy his craving first. As for how his master would scold him after everyone left, that was a problem for later.
