A romantic man like Tang Yuchen should not refuse a woman who comes to his door automatically.
Just when An Xin was making random guesses and feeling uneasy.
Tang Yuchen finally spoke, "I'd like to trouble Miss An. Maybe I'll think about drinking a little tonight."
An Xin's heart was so excited that it almost jumped out of his throat.
He agreed!
He understood what she meant and he accepted her invitation!
Great, her dream is about to come true!
Suppressing the excitement in his heart, An Xin's face was filled with an unstoppable smile: "Young Master Chen is so interested, it's really an honor for me."
The man smiled softly, looking at her gently.
In fact, this was his ridicule.
It was her honor that he accepted her sexual suggestion. Has this kind of woman never known what shame is?
An Xin didn't know what he was thinking. She stood up and said to Tang Yuchen, "Mr. Chen, please wait a moment and let me change clothes."
The man nodded, indicating that no matter how long it took her, he was willing to wait.
An Xin gave him a charming look, turned around and went to the room to change clothes with graceful steps.
After a while, she came out wearing a red tight dress.
Although the skirt is very long, it actually exposes the entire snow-white elegant back at the back. The V-neck in the front is opened to the chest, revealing most of the snow-white plumpness.
She wears crystal high heels on her feet. Every time she takes a step, the plumpness of her chest will tremble slightly, ready to come out, making it impossible to look away.
Tang Yuchen stared at her with deep eyes, sat at the bar with peace of mind, and skillfully prepared the Eighteen Levels of Hell. After a while, eighteen test-tube wines were ready.
Holding the wine and placing it in front of the man, An Xin knelt on the ground. The man looked down from high to low, and could see her scenery more clearly.
"Master Chen, the wine is ready, please taste it." She raised her head slightly, her big eyes full of admiration.
The man picked up the first test tube with his slender fingers and turned it slightly in his hand: "It's boring to drink too much alone. Why don't you drink with me."
An An's face turned red with embarrassment, but she didn't refuse politely: "Okay."
Tang Yuchen curled his lips, raised his head, drank half of the wine, and then handed the rest to her. An Xin took it with both hands, brought her red lips to the place where he had just touched, raised her elegant neck and drank slowly.
Just after she finished drinking, the second half-drunk test tube was handed to her in time.
She pursed her lips and smiled: "Young Master Chen, I will get drunk."
"Wouldn't it be better if you were drunk?" The man looked at her deeply and his voice was low and magnetic.
"Yes, it's best when you're drunk." She took the second one and drank it in one breath.
One test tube after another, even though she only drank half of the wine in each test tube, she was still drunk.
An Xin's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were looking at Tang Yuchen's handsome appearance with fascination, and her whole heart was about to fly.
The excitement accelerated her blood circulation and allowed alcohol to exert its greatest effect in her body.
There was only the last stick left, and she looked at the man longingly, expecting him to drink it. As long as he drank it, tonight's business would be successful.
Tang Yuchen half-closed his eyes. No one could see the clarity in his eyes.
He picked up the last test tube and, under the eyes of An Xin and expectant eyes, actually raised his head and drank it all.
An Xin looked at him with wide eyes. At this moment, she felt like her whole body was burning and her mouth was dry.
