"Would you like a glass of wine?" Fengxing brought two glasses of red wine from nowhere, and handed one of them to Qianxun.
She took it in her hand, held the slender and elegant crystal cup carefully, and smiled sheepishly, "I don't know how to drink, and the wine is not good, so I won't drink it, for fear of making a fool of myself."
The arc formed by tightening her thin lips could not be called a smile. Fengxing slowly shook the wine glass in his hand. The red liquid rotated in a dazzling arc along the crystal glass, and the aroma of wine overflowed.
"You are too nervous. Drinking a little will help stabilize your mood. It doesn't matter. It's just a glass of wine. Nothing will go wrong. I promise!"
His voice was cold, and his eyes were even colder. It was like a cold current running down her back, causing waves of shivers.
This man was quite domineering. He even had the initiative to decide whether to take or leave a glass of wine, and he would not allow her to disobey him.
Qianxun has a gentle nature and is not good at arguing with others. Seeing his persistence, he stopped talking.
Silently he brought the wine glass to his lips and took a small sip.
This wine is very fragrant and top-quality. After drinking it, the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth and lingers. It must be expensive.
She drank slowly and looked at the audience curiously with her round eyes.
There were still four hours until midnight, and couples of men and women seemed to have forgotten the passage of time. They were in small groups, lowering their voices, not knowing what they were talking about.
It looks really lively and happy, even though they are all improvised company. It is always better for everyone to wait for the arrival of the New Year together than to stay alone in an empty home.
Feng Xing always paid attention to her expression, and immediately noticed a glistening desire in her eyes, "You can go over and play with them. You are not familiar with them anyway, so there is no need to take care of them."
Isn't it just for fun that you come here?
He thought she would nod excitedly, take the opportunity to rush over, and mingle with those women who were also lonely and unbearable, but she just shook her head gently, curved her lips and smiled, with a happy look on her face, and sighed with satisfaction, "I
It’s good to be here.”
The purpose of coming here was to get rid of the loneliness, hide herself in the middle of the crowd, imagine being one of them, and then count down together to welcome the arrival of the bride. This was her simple idea.
From beginning to end, it was all her own enjoyment.
You don’t have to force yourself to become one of them to fulfill your wish.
Before I knew it, the wine glass had reached the bottom.
She exchanged the empty cup to the nearest waiter, her pink cheeks feeling hot and scalding.
The sound of music, Blue Danube movement, soothing music can always relax tense nerves.
"Xingfeng, would you like to dance with me?" Qianxun became much bolder after drinking. She looked directly into his eyes as if nothing had happened, and was the first to make the invitation.
Tonight, he belongs to her, so does that mean that she should take the lead in everything?
In this case, she decided to start officially enjoying her rights over this seemingly good man.
A dance.
She knew that the 'dedicated' man would definitely agree. "Would you like a glass of wine?" Fengxing brought two glasses of red wine from nowhere, and handed one of them to Qianxun.
She took it in her hand, held the slender and elegant crystal cup carefully, and smiled sheepishly, "I don't know how to drink, and the wine is not good, so I won't drink it, for fear of making a fool of myself."
The arc formed by tightening her thin lips could not be called a smile. Fengxing slowly shook the wine glass in his hand. The red liquid rotated in a dazzling arc along the crystal glass, and the aroma of wine overflowed.
"You are too nervous. Drinking a little will help stabilize your mood. It doesn't matter. It's just a glass of wine. Nothing will go wrong. I promise!"
His voice was cold, and his eyes were even colder. It was like a cold current running down her back, causing waves of shivers.
This man was quite domineering. He even had the initiative to decide whether to take or leave a glass of wine, and he would not allow her to disobey him.
Qianxun has a gentle nature and is not good at arguing with others. Seeing his persistence, he stopped talking.
Silently he brought the wine glass to his lips and took a small sip.
This wine is very fragrant and top-quality. After drinking it, the fragrance lingers on your lips and teeth and lingers. It must be expensive.
She drank slowly and looked at the audience curiously with her round eyes.
There were still four hours until midnight, and couples of men and women seemed to have forgotten the passage of time. They were in small groups, lowering their voices, not knowing what they were talking about.
It looks really lively and happy, even though they are all improvised company. It is always better for everyone to wait for the arrival of the New Year together than to stay alone in an empty home.
Feng Xing always paid attention to her expression, and immediately noticed a glistening desire in her eyes, "You can go over and play with them. You are not familiar with them anyway, so there is no need to take care of them."
Isn't it just for fun that you come here?
He thought she would nod excitedly, take the opportunity to rush over, and mingle with those women who were also lonely and unbearable, but she just shook her head gently, curved her lips and smiled, with a happy look on her face, and sighed with satisfaction, "I
It’s good to be here.”
The purpose of coming here was to get rid of the loneliness, hide herself in the middle of the crowd, imagine being one of them, and then count down together to welcome the arrival of the bride. This was her simple idea.
From beginning to end, it was all her own enjoyment.
You don’t have to force yourself to become one of them to fulfill your wish.
Before I knew it, the wine glass had reached the bottom.
She exchanged the empty cup to the nearest waiter, her pink cheeks feeling hot and scalding.
The sound of music, Blue Danube movement, soothing music can always relax tense nerves.
"Xingfeng, would you like to dance with me?" Qianxun became much bolder after drinking. She looked directly into his eyes as if nothing had happened, and was the first to make the invitation.
Tonight, he belongs to her, so does that mean that she should take the lead in everything?
In this case, she decided to start officially enjoying her rights over this seemingly good man.
A dance.
She knew that he would definitely agree as he was 'dedicated'.