She picked up the bottle opener, opened a bottle, found two glasses, and filled them full.
"Drink." After saying that, she raised her head and drank it. She didn't feel much about such a strong drink anymore. After all, she drank too much and it was hard to get used to it.
Mo Jingyu raised his eyebrows at her in surprise. He should be the one who should be angry now.
"It's no fun drinking like this, why don't you bet something?" He stood up, took off his suit jacket, leaving only a white shirt, walked over and sat down opposite her.
"Betting? I'm a casino owner and I don't even open my mouth to bet. Why would you bet with me?" Isn't it just a drink? What's the point of gambling?
He raised his lips and chuckled, picked up the wine glass, and like her, raised his head and drank it all.
"Actually, it's a good deal for you. If you win me, all of GK's properties will be transferred to your name, but if I win..." He felt happy all of a sudden, just because of the flashing eyes of the little woman opposite.
The shining eyes are so smart.
"What if you win?" She was tempted, gk, what a huge gold mine it is. With that, she would be bleached, and she would still be a mess in the underworld.
Mo Jingyu played with the wine glass slowly, "If I win, you will be mine."
"I belong to you? What do you mean?" How valuable is she, a woman?
Mo Jingyu picked up the wine bottle, poured wine for the two of them, and sipped slowly, "You are never allowed to resist me. As long as I am still interested in you, you cannot leave my side on your own initiative."
He thought about it just now. This woman's body is very suitable to his appetite. He is unwilling and reluctant to let her go like this. After all, the two of them are so compatible, aren't they?
Only then did Bo Liangyin understand what he meant and gave him a slap on the back of the head, "I don't agree."
Although gk is very tempting, but what if I lose? To be honest, after being with him for so long, I know very little about him. One second he may have been tender and affectionate, but the next second his feelings will change.
She doesn't like people who turn into bloodthirsty demons and unstable people.
"Do you think you have the right to refuse?" He sneered. As long as he curled his fingers, it would not be too difficult to destroy the tattoo, let alone the night.
Bo Liangyin got angry and stood up abruptly, pointing Qianqiansu's finger at Mo Jingyu.
"What the hell are you going to order besides threatening me?"
From the time she met him until now, everything she did was passive. Sometimes she even wondered where she had so many weaknesses.
Mo Jingyu laughed loudly, stood up slightly, grabbed her wrist, and with one force, he lifted her off the table, pressed her onto his lap, and restrained her tightly.
"Silly woman, you should feel honored. I don't even bother being asked to threaten you."
In fact, he made an exception. In the past, other women would come to him automatically, and she was the only one who needed to be threatened before she would submit.
"I would rather not take this honor. Let me tell you, Mo Jingyu, what do you want?" Could it be that when someone stabbed her, she would kneel down on the ground with tears of gratitude and say to that person, "I feel so happy to die in your hands."
Very honored? Think she is a fool.
Mo Jingyu's big hand lingered ambiguously on her buttocks, and his other hand pressed her hard to stop her resistance. His obsidian eyes stared at her tightly, and he softly uttered three words with his thin lips, "I want to have sex."
you."
Bo Liangyin trembled and almost stopped him from passing by, "You are shameless." She said through gritted teeth.
Mo Jingyu, who looked like he was turning black, wrapped his arms around her waist, reached in from the hem of her blouse, and rubbed her slowly, feeling the goosebumps gradually appearing on her smooth skin, and smiled so proudly.
"Be honest with me, where do you think this is?" She patted his arm angrily and tried to struggle away, but she suffered from his too much strength and could even faintly hear the man's rough words.
asthma.
"Don't move. If you do, our bet will be over." God knows how powerful the consequences of her soft buttocks twisting against him will be. He can't even guarantee whether he will directly press her like this next moment.
Go down, just because his little Mo Jingyu is ready to unsheath his sword at any moment.
Bo Liangyin could clearly feel what the hard thing between her legs was, and a blush appeared on her cheeks, but she couldn't help cursing in her heart.
"I accept your challenge."
She could only adopt a delaying tactic. If she allowed him to hug her like this, she might end up rolling onto the bed. At least if she agreed to the bet, she wouldn't necessarily lose.
Mo Jingyu smiled understandingly and let go of his arms. The little woman in his arms quickly walked around the table and reached the opposite side, staring at him with alert eyes.
"Madam knows how to assess the situation. I hope you won't regret it in the end."
Bo Liangyin rolled up his sleeves and tossed his hair, showing a heroic attitude soaring to the sky.
"Don't be ridiculous, I can drink enough to kill 10 grown men. It's you who should feel the crisis."
"Oh, then we are really evenly matched, I can drink 11 of them to death."
She was furious and was blocked by him.
"Okay, stop bragging. It's a mule or a horse. Pull it out and run around. Whoever falls first in the end will be the winner. As long as you don't default on your debt." Hahaha, gk, big fat sheep, here I come.
Mo Jingyu nodded lightly, indicating that there was no problem.
Now that the bet has been made and the conditions have been agreed upon, the two of them are now completely spreading their arms and are ready to drink to death.
One cup, two cups...one bottle, two bottles...
As time goes by, the glass becomes empty and the bottle becomes empty.
When the hour hand pointed to one o'clock, dozens of wine bottles below were already staggering, and Bo Liangyin's eyes were misty, her red lips were slightly open, and she smelled of alcohol.
Although Mo Jingyu was not much better than her, his eyes were still very clear, without any trace of trance.
Everyone talks about having sex after drinking, but don’t you know that there are also drunken gaffes and nonsense, and Bo Liangyin happens to be this kind.
"Actually, Hiccup, Mo Jingyu, you are still, Hiccup, a pretty good man." She slumped on the sofa and looked at him with slightly narrowed eyes.
Mo Jingyu was stunned for a moment, but then he understood what was going on. He stood up with his tall body, walked over to sit next to her, and the little woman had automatically snuggled into his arms.
"Really? Tell me how good it is." He raised his hand and played with a strand of her hair. Occasionally he would put it to his lips and kiss it, or put it under his nose to smell the faint fragrance of her hair.
The little woman frowned slightly, as if thinking about what to say, and pouted slightly with her bright red mouth, not noticing the gradually becoming dangerous look in the eyes of the man next to her.