The corner of Su Yutong's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to wipe her face, turned around, took the wine glass and drank it.
Nie Chuhang applauded her, "Good drinker!"
"Nie Chuhang, you deliberately let me hear the conversation between the three of you. I heard it too. You don't love me."
Su Yutong reached out and covered her neck. She felt that what she had just swallowed in her throat was extremely spicy. There was too much wine on the table, and she couldn't tell which bottle he had just poured.
I had no choice but not to study that, but instead, spoke to him seriously.
Nie Chuhang snorted softly, "It's half a pound."
"What?" Su Yutong asked in a daze. She felt that her brain seemed to be spinning a little slowly.
Nie Chuhang rested his head on her shoulder, "Because you don't love me either, Su Su. Do you know that I like challenges the most?"
She didn't respond. She tilted her face slightly and looked at his furry head. She tugged subconsciously. His hair was not long and had short hair. It looked like it would be prickly when the strands stood up, but it still felt soft to the touch.
, like a small brush, it feels a little itchy when it touches the palm of my hand.
Su Yutong definitely acted subconsciously.
He ignored her and continued: "When I was in school, I would definitely strive to be first in the grade every time. That was a duel between Shen He and I. When I was working, I would also strive to be the most perfect. You know how humans feel about robots?
It has begun to become more convenient, and technology is becoming more and more developed, and all virtual things will become more and more integrated into people's lives.
Soon, people will have more advanced assistants, and they will not even need to handle some daily life by themselves. People will become lazier and enjoy life more. They will devote more energy to the virtual world, and now in the world
No game can satisfy everyone’s allocation of excess time..."
"What are you talking about?"
While he was drinking, he was talking freely, and what he said seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Su Yutong felt a little drowsy.
Nie Chuhang stretched out his hand to lift her chin, put a glass of wine to her mouth, and coaxed: "Drink another glass."
"You said tonight was just for drinking."
"Yes." Faced with her distrustful eyes, he smiled like a fox.
Su Yutong's brain had slowed down her reaction. She glanced at the golden-orange liquid and frowned, "What if I'm drunk?"
"How's your drinking?"
"No..." Su Yutong shook her head. It was only two glasses, and now she was feeling a little dizzy. Compared with the beer she drank before, this wine was indeed not at the same level.
Nie Chuhang then laughed again: "I'm just drinking with you, but if you want to attack me when you're drunk, I welcome you."
"I won't drink anymore."
"If you don't want to drink, go to bed now." He took away the wine glass and pretended to untie her clothes.
Su Yutong was stunned for a moment, and with the help of some alcohol, she slapped him in the face, "Why are you so mean and evil!"
Unfortunately, she failed to succeed this time. Nie Chuhang caught her wrist and clasped it under her body, half-pressing her on the sofa.
"Su Yutong, no one has ever hit me, you know? You are the first, but there is no second time."
He stared into her eyes and said.
Su Yutong was slightly startled. He buried his face on her shoulder again, but this time, he moved down uneasily, touching her chest and her heart. "My teeth are very white, right?"
The corner of Su Yutong's mouth twitched, resisting the urge to wipe her face, turned around, took the wine glass and drank it.
Nie Chuhang applauded her, "Good drinker!"
"Nie Chuhang, you deliberately let me hear the conversation between the three of you. I heard it too. You don't love me."
Su Yutong reached out and covered her neck. She felt that what she had just swallowed in her throat was extremely spicy. There was too much wine on the table, and she couldn't tell which bottle he had just poured.
I had no choice but not to study that, but instead, spoke to him seriously.
Nie Chuhang snorted softly, "It's half a pound."
"What?" Su Yutong asked in a daze. She felt that her brain seemed to be spinning a little slowly.
Nie Chuhang rested his head on her shoulder, "Because you don't love me either, Su Su. Do you know that I like challenges the most?"
She didn't respond. She tilted her face slightly and looked at his furry head. She tugged subconsciously. His hair was not long and had short hair. It looked like it would be prickly when the strands stood up, but it still felt soft to the touch.
, like a small brush, it feels a little itchy when it touches the palm of my hand.
Su Yutong definitely acted subconsciously.
He ignored her and continued: "When I was in school, I would definitely strive to be first in the grade every time. That was a duel between Shen He and I. When I was working, I would also strive to be the most perfect. You know how humans feel about robots?
It has begun to become more convenient, and technology is becoming more and more developed, and all virtual things will become more and more integrated into people's lives.
Soon, people will have more advanced assistants, and they will not even need to handle some daily life by themselves. People will become lazier and enjoy life more. They will devote more energy to the virtual world, and now in the world
No game can satisfy everyone’s allocation of excess time..."
"What are you talking about?"
While he was drinking, he was talking freely, and what he said seemed to have nothing to do with her.
Su Yutong felt a little drowsy.
Nie Chuhang stretched out his hand to lift her chin, put a glass of wine to her mouth, and coaxed: "Drink another glass."
"You said tonight was just for drinking."
"Yes." Faced with her distrustful eyes, he smiled like a fox.
Su Yutong's brain had slowed down her reaction. She glanced at the golden-orange liquid and frowned, "What if I'm drunk?"
"How's your drinking?"
"No..." Su Yutong shook her head. It was only two glasses, and now she was feeling a little dizzy. Compared with the beer she drank before, this wine was indeed not at the same level.
Nie Chuhang then laughed again: "I'm just drinking with you, but if you want to attack me when you're drunk, I welcome you."
"I won't drink anymore."
"If you don't want to drink, go to bed now." He took away the wine glass and pretended to untie her clothes.
Su Yutong was stunned for a moment, and with the help of some alcohol, she slapped him in the face, "Why are you so mean and evil!"
Unfortunately, she failed to succeed this time. Nie Chuhang caught her wrist and clasped it under her body, half-pressing her on the sofa.
"Su Yutong, no one has ever hit me, you know? You are the first, but there is no second time."
He stared into her eyes and said.
Su Yutong was slightly startled. He buried his face on her shoulder again, but this time, he moved down restlessly, all the way to her chest and her heart.