The cup spun around on the floor and broke into pieces. The rich and fragrant liquid flowed out and spilled all over the carpet.
Everyone looked at Mu Shiqin strangely, and Ruoxi also looked at him, not knowing where the expectation came from.
"You, what do you want to do?" Ruoxi addressed her in the same manner as a guest.
Mu Shiqin's blue eyes turned cold, and he exuded an aura of calmness and self-power, but he still had a faint smile on his lips, looking gentle. But Ruoxi knew that it was basically a wall that kept people away from thousands of miles away: "You don't know your stomach
Not good? If you drink, do you want to hurt yourself to death?"
Ruoxi's heart trembled, looking at Mu Shiqin's appearance, her heart actually felt painful: "Haha, thank you for your concern, but I don't know who you are to me now? A guest or my brother-in-law?"
Shiqin looked at Ruoxi, a trace of sadness flashed in his sea-blue eyes.
Slowly, without talking, he picked up the two glasses of wine on the table, raised his fingers, and drank them directly.
Then it returned to its previous position.
The woman next to him thoughtfully offered a glass of water, but he didn't drink it. She still looked at Ruoxi with cold eyes.
"What, what does this mean?" Mr. Yu looked at the appearance of a group of people. He wanted to speak but was glared at by Leng Shao. In the end, he had no choice but to say: "Ziteng, you too, if you don't tell me if you have a bad stomach, you will still regret it."
You're so cool, I'll do it for you directly. Remember to tell me next time, otherwise what if you have a bad stomach and end up in the hospital?"
Ruoxi was stunned, somewhat admiring these men in sheep's clothing.
But what to do now? She reluctantly picked up the wine glass and walked to Mu Shiqin's side.
His face was still cold and indifferent, handsome yet gloomy.
Maybe, it really made him angry. Ruoxi thought in her heart.
"Master Mu, I'm sorry, Ziteng has made you unhappy. Do you want me to punish myself with three cups?"
My voice was very low, and finally I even lowered my head.
The sound is also getting smaller and smaller.
When Mu Shiqin heard that he had punished himself with three drinks, his brows furrowed even more displeased. He looked at the wine glass on the table and kicked it down. With a "bang", the fragile glass coffee table made a violent collision sound. Almost instantly,
All the wine on the table fell to the floor.
Tian Yifeng and Yu Weiguo looked at Mu Shiqin in surprise, but Leng Shao did not speak.
Uncle Gao heard the noise inside and ran over quickly. Seeing the mess inside, he quickly said: "Sorry, we will deal with it right away and clean it up right away. Please wait a moment, wait a moment!"
"No need!" Leng Peichen glanced at Ruoxi meaningfully, and then said: "Go down, don't worry about it anymore!"
...
If the person you fall in love with doesn't love you back, then even if everyone loves you, you won't be happy.
Mushi Group.
The sunshine brings warmth, spreading on the floor-to-ceiling windows with a fresh and sweet smell, wrapping the people on the windowsill.
Perhaps it was because the light was too warm, making the originally stern man soften.
The goblet in his hand kept shaking, and the liquid was boiling, like people's blood boiling.
Take a sip and it's so sweet that you'll be intoxicated.
He smiled faintly, standing on a tall building overlooking the city, feeling an indescribable sense of superiority.
Leng Peichen looked at the man in front of him, leaning on the sofa and smiling lazily.
The man was leaning against the floor-to-ceiling window, holding red wine in his hand, smiling happily at the mural.
Just because of that smile, the handsome and cold lines are no longer so formidable.
Leng Peichen smiled. He was really speechless. He could actually smile like that in front of a painting.