But at this moment, she decided to believe Xiang Yutian's fallacy. She needed a blank moment in her mind...
Thinking of this, Jiang Weiwei raised his head and drank all the wine in the glass again, his action was very heroic.
Xiang Yutian reached out and wiped the red wine stains on her lips, and refilled her glass without limit, "Here, keep drinking."
"cheers."
Jiang Weiwei raised his glass and clinked it with him, then drank.
As Anjo said, wine is not a good thing.
Jiang Weiyi drank one cup after another, and soon he felt his head was dizzy and his cheeks were hot from the wine.
"Why is this red wine so strong?"
Does she get drunk so easily?
Jiang Weiyi drowsily picked up a wine bottle, trying to figure out the alcohol content on it with blurred eyes. His vision was a bit blurry, and he couldn't even look down upon it even if he put it on it.
"Who said it was pure red wine? I mixed it myself."
Xiang Yutian chuckled, took the bottle away from her, and continued to pour her a glass.
Jiang Weiyi really felt drunk, and there was a voice shouting in her heart to keep her rational...
She shook her head, "I won't drink anymore. If I drink again, I'll get really drunk."
"You want to get drunk."
Xiang Yutian said, reaching out to touch her face that was flushed with alcohol, his eyes were lingering, and his pupils reflected her beautiful crimson face.
"Why do you seem to be able to see through me?"
She even knew she wanted to get drunk.
Jiang Weiwei put down his wine glass and didn't drink any more, but his voice was already tinged with several layers of drunkenness and his head was confused.
"Because you don't think much about pretending." Xiang Yutian smiled half-heartedly.
"What?"
Jiang Weiwei didn't hear clearly and turned to look at him, suddenly finding that his vision was particularly hazy.
Xiang Yutian's face seemed to have a soft light in her eyes.
As a result, he looked even more charming under the light.
Tsk.
What a monster.
"Nothing." Xiang Yutian handed her his glass of wine with a magnetic voice, "Good boy, have another drink."
"No." Jiang Weiwei was drunk, but he was very stubborn. He shook his head firmly and spoke clearly, "I can't be really drunk."
"You are already drunk."
Xiang Yutian looked at her blushing face lovingly.
A gust of cool breeze blew, and another group of candles on the lake were extinguished.
Xiang Yutian took off his suit and put it on her, buttoning it up for her attentively.
There's something warm about his suit.
Very warm temperature...
Jiang Weiwei hugged the suit tightly and let his drunken eyes follow his extraordinarily enchanting face.
"Miaomiao, if you look at me like this, I'll get hot."
Xiang Yutian made a pun, curled his lips evilly, tore off his tie and threw it into the lake. He reached out to untie his collar and opened a small part of his chest.
She saw the tattoo under his collarbone again.
The character "Miao" in Xiaozhuan has complicated strokes, but it has an inexplicable sense of beauty.
Jiang Weiwei looked at it for a long time before he reacted slowly and murmured in a low voice following his words, "Xiang Yutian, don't think so much about going to bed, going to bed...it's very superficial and not good.
Don't do this."
Xiang Yutian didn't expect that Jiang Weiwei would nag like a mother-in-law when he was drunk, and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Is it superficial to have sex?"
"yes."
Jiang Weiwei nodded seriously, dragging his chin with one hand, looking at the sparkling lake with blurred eyes, completely immersed in his own world, and whispered, "I don't want to sell my body to you anymore, I am free."
…I am a free person, don’t treat me like an inflatable doll.”