Selena could not help but laugh. She walked over clutching her stomach.

“Mr. Ferguson, when did you learn how to bartend?”

Eric sat there irritably, but he had to endure it.

Hearing what she said, he could only tell the truth.

“I don’t. I simply poured some drinks. Anyway, no one can taste the difference after blending the drinks randomly. Those people obviously don’t know how to taste alcohol.”

Eric felt that the ladies were easy to fool.

Eric made another glass and handed it over.

“This