Su San couldn't help but take another sip. It was not an illusion, it was indeed the taste that she had missed for a long time.
Missing? How could she miss the taste of rice wine?
Involuntarily, she took another sip, it tasted delicious.
When Su San came to her senses, another bowl of rice wine was poured into her belly.
"Xiao San, does it taste good? Drink a little more. You are here as a guest, so drink more." Fang Che said as he poured a full bowl into Su San's bowl.
Su San did not refuse, she picked up the bowl and took a sip. She took a sip, then another sip, and soon, she drank up the whole bowl of rice wine.
She just wanted to confirm whether there was anything wrong with her sense of taste. Later, she was completely fascinated by the mellow aroma of the wine. She used to be addicted to drinking and couldn't stop drinking.
"Uh... did you put something in your wine? Why is this wine so addictive?" Su San hiccupped and started to feel a little dizzy.
Only now did she think of this problem. She might have been deceived by Fang Che again. Maybe the wine he gave her to drink at the beginning was not real rice wine, but the wine he gave her later was probably real wine.
"Of course not, because you like drinking, so you can't stop moving. Mistress, would you like to drink some more?" Fang Che said with a coaxing tone, and he had already arrived in front of Su San.
Su San wanted to glare at him hard, but the alcohol started to take over and she was a little unable to do so.
"I won't drink it, you put it..." Su San murmured softly, feeling sleepy.
"What are you doing with it?" Fang Che handed the wine to Su San's lips. She stretched out her hand to knock it over, but she couldn't lift her hand.
She was still conscious, but this man wanted to get her drunk again. He was extremely bad.
Trying to open her eyes, she looked at Fang Che and saw him putting the wine into his mouth and slowly leaning his head towards her.
Su San knew the danger and wanted to move, but found that her whole body was weak. At this time, his lips had pressed against hers, and the wine passed through the tip of his tongue into her mouth, and slowly entered her gambling belly.
There was a feeling of being tipsy and a numb feeling, spreading from his lips to her limbs.
When his lips moved away, Su San gasped slightly and couldn't open her eyes, "Fang Che, you, you are a dead liar - I, I warn you, no, don't touch me, don't touch me -"
Su San really wanted to keep her consciousness awake, but she was still struggling.
"The drunk mistress is always so cute..." Fang Che's voice, as evil as a ghost, reached Su San's ears.
And Su San, finally unable to resist sleepiness, lay down in the warm ocean and kept drifting...
My head hurts, it hurts terribly.
This is the consequence of being drunk, it’s so uncomfortable.
Su San opened her eyes, looked around, and found that she was lying on the extra-large bed. She was alone, and the culprit was hiding somewhere.
Needless to say, she was naked and had nothing on.
This time, she was not surprised at all that she would wake up like this.
Because I have tried it too many times, I have no surprises at all.
She continued to lie down, not wanting to move at all. She really wanted to sleep again and not wake up. This way, she would not have to face that cunning man.
□□As soon as it sank, there was already an extra person.
Just as Su San was about to get up from her bed, Fang Che pressed against her body, tilted his head and narrowed his eyes at her: "Xiao San, you are beautiful when you are asleep, and you are beautiful when you are drunk.
Even when you are thinking about something, you are so beautiful. How can I forget you like this?"
