3145. Chapter 3145 [Oriental] still has another purpose 1
Dongfang Aoshi was curious and wanted to know what the gentle heart was thinking.
Are you really trying to please him?
Still have another purpose.
"Don't drink? Then forget it." Wenrou put the cup back.
After being together for so long, she already knew clearly when to advance and when to retreat in front of Dongfang Aoshi-
If he had been begging Dongfang Aoshi to drink, he would definitely be suspicious.
You have to play some tricks in time.
Dongfang Aoshi glanced at her deeply and didn't say anything.
Gentle frowned, not understanding what he meant, he was stiff.
The two of them just looked at each other.
A silence.
After a while, Dongfang Aoshi coldly curled his lower lip and broke the silence, "Don't you want to drink with me?"
"Then you drink it." He wouldn't run into his mouth when he looked at her.
"Hey, I." Dongfang Aoshi's low voice swept away in the quiet space.
Gentle soft shook slightly and almost fell off his leg.
"Dongfang Aoshi, are you... not sick?" Wenrou hesitated and reached out to stroke his forehead.
The temperature is normal, there is no problem.
How to just say something strange?
Dongfang Aoshi frowned, and displeasure slowly condensed in his eyes.
Wenrou saw Dongfang Aoshi's increasingly cold eyes, and knew that he was unhappy again, so she quickly picked up the wine glass and fed him.
Dongfang Aoshi was satisfied only then, his face calmed down.
Gentle and pray in their hearts while feeding, Dongfang Aoshi quickly got drunk.
After getting drunk, she became more and more questionable.
"I have been watching me, is there something wrong with the second lady?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows playfully, his black eyes shining brightly.
"No." Wenro's chest shook slightly, but soon calmed down and yawned, "I'm a little sleepy and want to sleep."
Dongfang Aoshi looked at the sky outside the window—
It's really late.
"This kind of wine will be finished after Kaifeng, and it will change after it is put overnight. Miss Second Miss will drink it with me?"
"Okay." The gentle expression slightly condensed, and poured himself a cup.
However, she did not take a small sip like Dongfang Aoshi, each time she did.
Soon, a pot of wine was drunk, leaving only the cup of Dongfang Aoshi.
"The last cup, Prince Ninth drinks it as soon as possible? It's getting late..." Wenrou yawned again, really a little sleepy.
Grit your teeth and hold on.
She still has many questions and wants to ask.
Dongfang Aoshi smiled without saying anything, and the wine in the wine glass was sipped in one go.
Gentle and relaxed, got up, ready to go to rest.
My wrist suddenly tightened.
The whole person was dragged back by Dongfang Aoshi, fell into his arms, and the quilt was released.
Wenrou was startled and almost screamed.
The next second, my chin was pinched.
The strong smell of alcohol came towards me.
Gentleness stagnated, and the whole person was stunned.
When she understood what was going on, it was too late.
All the Dongfang Aoshi’s wine was delivered into her gentle mouth...
He had never expected Dongfang Aoshi to do this. Gentle Rou was stunned and subconsciously swallowed it.
"Cough cough..." He coughed gently and heavily, his throat burning like fire.
He actually feeds himself what he has in his mouth—
Is this man disgusting?
He jumped up gently and wanted to vomit.
Just as I took a step, Dongfang Aoshi's cold voice sounded slowly—
"I am in a good mood now, Miss Second Miss, best not to mess with me."
Gentle and stiff, he turned around with disgust, wanted to vomit but couldn't, and felt so uncomfortable.