When I reached out for the champagne again, my eyes met Zhong Yumo's frightened eyes: "Honey, why...are you drinking champagne like this? Do you need to drink it so hard?"
"This champagne tastes so good! Wow, I have never had such a delicious drink in my life." I said without stopping.
"This is not an ordinary drink, this is wine." Zhong Yumo reminded.
"Well...it's pretty much the same. Anyway, if you don't get drunk, it doesn't count as wine, it's just a drink..."
"But there is still alcohol...and you will get drunk if you drink too much!"
"It's okay, it's okay, I just need to drink less... Don't worry about me, just let me drink, it's really delicious!..."
Zhong Yumo stopped trying to dissuade me. The more I drank, the more energetic I became, and I gradually lost some of my thinking and feeling.
After drinking one cup after another, I felt that my mouth was filled with a very fragrant smell of wine. My head slowly became drowsy unconsciously, and I felt that my eyes were shaking. I wonder, when did there be two bottles of champagne?
Hehe, could it be Zhong Yumo who put it in? It's so good, I haven't had enough... Wow, it tastes really good.
Strange, why is my hand so heavy? Why is this champagne so heavy? Huh? Where's the champagne? Wasn't it still in my hand just now? Why did it suddenly disappear?
"Honey, stop drinking, you're drunk!" I felt Zhong Yumo shaking his hand in front of my eyes again and again.
"I'm not drunk! Didn't I say this was a drink? How could I be drunk?! You're kidding! Zhong Yumo, where's the wine? Hey, give me the wine, I want to drink it! It's delicious, I want it again!
"I reached out to grab the champagne in his hand.
"No, you're really drunk! You drank a lot!" Zhong Yumo put the champagne out of my reach. No matter how I stretched out my hand to get it, I couldn't touch it.
Depressed! You didn’t let me drink on purpose!
I turned around to glare at him, but I saw his furrowed brows, looking at me lovingly. I was a little stunned, wow, Zhong Yumo is really handsome... Even he looked angry...
So fascinating!
I watched him walk towards me, then squatted down next to me, and came over to smell it: "Well... the smell of alcohol is so strong, and he still says he's not drunk! He can't drink anymore! Are you very sleepy? I'll carry you.
Room……"
After saying that, he reached out and wanted to hug me. I quickly stepped back, but I stumbled and fell to the ground.
He looked at me with a funny face, and I glared at him angrily: "Why are you laughing! I...I want to drink champagne!...Don't go to the room!"
"Is that so? Do you want to drink champagne?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at me, not knowing what he was planning.
But at this time, my mind was too full to think and I was only thinking about champagne, so I nodded my head like a wave drum.
"Then you call me husband first, and then I'll think about it..." He smiled evilly.
Want me to call him husband? Really, but for the sake of my champagne, I'd better compromise.
"Father...is that okay? Give me the champagne!" I tugged on his sleeve.
"No! You didn't scream gently enough. Scream again." He looked at me with a look of dissatisfaction.
Helpless, I still had to scream again. This time, I tried my best to speak softly: "Old... Gong... Good husband, let me drink... okay..." I pulled his hand, with a pleading look on my face.
Look at him.
He seemed to nod with satisfaction and asked again: "Then...kiss me again!"
Damn, this guy is really demanding! But I forgot to think about it a long time ago, and I just thought "if you kiss him, you will get champagne", so I directly leaned forward and kissed him randomly without seeing clearly.
As a result, my lips just met his, and I opened my eyes. I was slightly startled, and immediately stepped back. However, he hugged me to the back of my head, and I had no strength to struggle, so I kissed her softly.
Suddenly, he left my lips and complained: "Oh my god! The wine smells so strong! It stinks! No, I can't let you drink anymore. I'll take you to the room!"
Without waiting for my reaction, he directly picked me up and walked back to the room. I was startled and struggled with all my strength: "Let me go! Damn you devil, I want to drink champagne! You don't keep your words!"
"My words don't count. I said I would think about it again, but I didn't promise you!" He bowed his head and smiled slyly at me, and I was so angry that I hit him in the chest: "Bad guy! You, you, you... lied to me! Wow!
...Stinky devil, dead devil, bad devil, let me go, or else...or I'll call you a big pervert!"
"If you scream again, I will stop your mouth!" He narrowed his eyes threateningly, but I was not afraid at all: "My mouth is so bad, how dare you?"
"Why don't you dare?!" As if he really wanted to show me, he suddenly bent his head, and just when he was about to touch his lips, I quickly covered my upper lip with my hand, and his kiss fell on the back of my hand.
After leaving for a moment, I didn't dare to say anything more: "I...I won't talk anymore!"
He looked at me with satisfaction and continued walking back to the house. Oh my god... come and save me!