The little god endured it again and again before swallowing the sip of wine with difficulty.
Just as he was about to reach out to wipe his mouth, his wrist was grabbed by Icarus.
Not knowing why, she raised her eyes and saw him taking out a handkerchief and wiping the wine stain from the corner of her mouth.
His movements were slow and gentle, and his eyes looked at her very deeply.
Like two whirlpools, Gu Ruojiao's heart skipped a beat.
There were not many people in the tavern at this time because it was still daytime.
So no one noticed their actions.
"Thank you." She lowered her head, seeming a little embarrassed.
Icarus didn't say anything, he just put the handkerchief into his pocket.
But Xiao Shenming is a person who doesn't remember beatings very much.
She had obviously choked on the wine not long ago, but she still wanted to drink the wine that was bigger than her fist with great interest.
"Aren't you afraid of choking?"
The little god looked slightly embarrassed: "I just drank too fast."
Icarus didn't stop him either, it was just a glass of wine and he could still afford it.
But he forgot that the little god had lived in a high tower since she was a child, and people were responsible for her food and daily life. How could anyone dare to give her alcohol?
So the little god is drunk.
She only drank half of the wine in the big wine glass, and her cheeks began to turn red, and she held her cheeks up stupidly.
"Icarus~"
The drunk little god was very coquettish, his voice was softer than usual, and he shouted his name as if he was holding a piece of candy.
Her soft tone and charming manner quickly attracted the attention of her neighbors.
Icarus frowned slightly and stood up to block the sight of the two strong men.
"We should go."
The little god said "hmm", stood up unsteadily, and then fell into Icarus's arms with weak legs.
The two strong men next to him laughed ambiguously.
Icarus directly hugged her sideways.
But the little god was very restless and wanted to come down and leave by himself.
Just at this time, the door of the tavern was pushed open again, and two priests from the church walked in from the outside.
Icarus hesitated for a moment and could only take her out of the back door first.
However, the little god in his arms was making a lot of noise, which attracted others' attention, so he had to put her down.
"I can walk!"
The drunken little god, with his cheeks flushed, pointed to the road ahead, determined to prove that he could walk in a straight line.
Icarus stood there, waiting for her to fall down, realize the pain, and come back to him crying.
The little god didn't think he would fall, so he tried his best to hold up his dizzy head and try to help him walk out in a straight line.
But after walking a few steps, she suddenly stood against the wall with her mouth covered.
He's very sneaky when he probes his head.
Icarus walked over and took a look, only to find that a man and a woman were kissing passionately in the back alley, and they had already started having sex.
It was probably the first time that the little god saw such a scene. His eyes widened with curiosity, and he tried to stretch his neck to see more clearly.
With quick eyesight and quick hands, Icarus quickly covered her eyes, lifted her waist and tucked her under his arm, and dragged her away effortlessly.
"Well, what are you doing? I haven't finished reading yet..."
The little god was very angry, puffing out his cheeks and flapping his legs in vain in mid-air.
Icarus did not put her down, but held her in his arms and moved away, and then put her down in an empty room.
The drunk little god wanted to express his anger by putting his hands on his hips, but he lost his balance and staggered to the point of falling.
Icarus simply picked her up and sat on the sofa, then let her sit on his lap, making her completely under his control and unable to escape.
