Zhan Qipei's heart became even colder, he pursed his thin lips tightly and frowned.
When Qiao Jing opened her mouth to explain, she noticed the bottle of wine on the dining table. Then she quickly walked to the dining table and picked up the bottle of wine lovingly.
"Lafite in 1982."
Qiao Jing recognized him at a glance.
"Thanks."
Seeing Qiao Jing sitting down, Zhan Qi Pei felt a little more comfortable.
Qiao Jing neatly opened the bottle cap, poured himself a full glass of red wine, and raised his eyes to look at Zhan Qi Pei.
"Do you want a drink?"
Very few people know that she loves wine. After all, she drinks wine at her own pace. She doesn't drink a drop of it except the wine that suits her.
But the red wine Zhan Qi Pei brought happened to be Qiao Jing's favorite drink.
Zhan Qipei himself knew that she liked red wine. He probably mentioned it accidentally when he heard her Zhou Fu's phone call during dinner last week.
"drink."
Zhan Qipei's eyes kept falling on Qiao Jing, and he couldn't bear to look away.
Qiao Jing ignored his look and poured him half a glass, feeling reluctant to part with it.
After all, this wine is marketable and priceless. Many people who love wine collect it, but few are willing to drink it.
"Are there any spare clothes here?"
Qiao Jing looked down at the wedding dress she was wearing. It would be a pity if the red wine dripped on it.
"Yes, it's in the room. I'll get it for you."
Zhan Qi Pei said and was about to stand up.
"No, I can just go by myself. Where should I put the clothes? I will leave the wedding dress for you."
Qiao Jing had already stood up first, waiting for Zhan Qi Pei to point him in the direction.
After arriving in the room Zhan Qi Pei mentioned, Qiao Jing immediately took off the wedding dress she was wearing.
She gently put the wedding dress on the bed and opened the wardrobe in the room.
The clothes in the closet made Qiao Jing a little hesitant. The clothes in it were obviously men's shirts and trousers, and there were no ones for women at all.
Between soiling her wedding dress and wearing Zhan Qi Pei's shirt, Qiao Jing chose the latter.
When Qiao Jing stepped onto the deck again wearing a white shirt one size too big for her, Zhan Qi Pei's eyes lit up again.
Those were the shorts he specially prepared for Qiao Jing, just in case of emergencies. His shirt was much too big for her.
But Zhan Qipei was very satisfied, as if this would prove that Qiao Jing was his.
Qiao Jin's white and smooth legs, comparable to those of the world's supermodels, were exposed in the air, creating the effect of missing her lower clothes.
But Qiao Jing didn't notice this, and now she only had that bottle of red wine in her heart.
"Drink less." Zhan Qipei saw a slight blush on Qiao Jing's face and was worried that she had drank too much.
"No...it doesn't matter, I won't get drunk."
Qiao Jing added a little more wine to his glass, then stood up unsteadily and looked towards the swimming pool not far away.
“Is there a swimming pool on the cruise ship?”
"Um."
Zhan Qipei replied, Qiao Jing's swaying back made him a little worried, so he got up and followed her.
Qiao Jing had already arrived at the swimming pool. Under the influence of alcohol, the soles of her feet accidentally slipped and her body fell into the swimming pool uncontrollably.
"Qiao Jing!"
Zhan Qi Pei rushed forward and held the person tightly in his arms as he fell into the swimming pool.
What followed was a thud.
The sound of falling water.
The splashing water in the swimming pool splashed on the deck, and Zhan Qi Pei carried Qiao Jing onto the deck.
After the two of them got on the deck, Zhan Qi Pei was really stunned. Qiao Jing's proud figure was revealed under her wet white shirt. Looking down, there were still some water drops hanging on her smooth legs.
, those two jade feet were barefoot on the floor, and their toes were still pink.
What's even more fatal is that Zhan Qi Pei met Qiao Jing's starry eyes. There was no longer the usual alienation in his eyes, but a pair of blurred phoenix eyes, with traces of charm and sex appeal.
A few drops of water hung on her slender eyelashes, her hair stuck to her shoulders, and her white shirt was soaked and stuck tightly to Qiao Jing's skin, outlining her uneven curves.
Just looking at it like this, Zhan Qipei even felt that his heartbeat was about to stop, and then what he thought in his mind was.
Only he could see Qiao Jing's appearance.
"Qiao Jing, I'll take you back to change clothes."
Zhan Qi Pei suppressed the heat in his heart and the heat that wanted to flow down, took Qiao Jing's hand and walked towards the other room.
He was sure that Qiao Jing was drunk.
Qiao Jing also followed Zhan Qi Pei very cooperatively, returned to the room and lay down directly on the bed, closing her eyes.
By the time Zhan Qi Pei found his shirt again, Qiao Jing had already fallen asleep wearing that soaked shirt.
Zhan Qipei hesitated for a long time. If he slept wet like this until tomorrow, he would catch a cold.
After a long mental struggle, Zhan Qipei put his hand on Qiao Jing's collar and unbuttoned the first button.
Zhan Qi Pei unbuttoned his buttons very neatly, but because he moved too fast, he touched a place he shouldn't have touched.
The man froze, trying hard to calm his breathing, forcing himself to look back, and quickly finished unbuttoning the remaining buttons.
Just as he was about to take off his clothes, Qiao Jing's slightly cold hands grabbed Zhan Qi Pei's wrist, and there was no emotion in his cold voice.
"Let go! What are you doing?"
Zhan Qipei also didn't expect Qiao Jing to wake up, and showed a surprised look.
Was he sober? How could he explain the movements of his hands?
Qiao Jing's shirt has been completely unbuttoned. Does she think she is taking advantage of others' danger?
"You drank too much and fell into the swimming pool. I'll change your clothes."
Zhan Qipei said with a subtle expression, his eyes moved elsewhere.
If he continues to watch, he may not be able to control himself.
Qiao Jing raised her eyebrows lightly, as if she was thinking about what happened just now. She couldn't remember clearly.
"Okay, I get it now."
She reached out and tied the buttons again with an expressionless expression, as if what happened just now had never happened, she raised her feet and was about to walk out.
"Where are you going?"
Zhan Qi Pei took advantage of his long legs to reach the door before Qiao Jing and stopped the woman.
Qiao Jing raised her starry eyes, looked at the man's tall body, and reached out to push him aside.
"The wine is not finished yet, so don't waste it."
Qiao Jing can't do this at all, even if it's a bottle of wine. The red wine will definitely not taste as good as it does after being opened overnight.
"You have drunk too much. You can't drink anymore. Change your clothes and rest."
Zhan Qipei narrowed his dark eyes, blocked the door handle, and held Qiao Jing's raised hand in his palm.
"You want to stop me?"
Qiao Jing's face darkened and she pulled out her hand.
"I didn't mean to stop you. Your clothes are wet and you need to change them."
Zhan Qi Pei furrowed his long, smoky eyebrows and pursed his thin lips.
"Change after you finish drinking."
After Qiao Jing finished speaking, she reached out and pushed the man's shoulder. After pushing, the man did not move.
"You can put the wine aside for now."
Zhan Qi Pei used his own strength to stand firmly on the spot.