"I was asked to drink again, and I couldn't shirk it."
Generally speaking, in this situation, Master Jiu would ask someone to wait outside, and then call it a day and find the right time to leave.
Lan Xixi was slightly startled.
She thought that persuading people to drink would only happen among friends. The upper class and business elites had a sense of propriety. It seemed that men were the same.
Thinking of the instructions given by Bo Xiaomo in the office that afternoon, she pursed her lips and said, "I'll go up and have a look."
After saying that, without waiting for Mo Nanxi to answer, he turned around and ran into the club quickly.
Watching the little figure go away, Mo Nanxi actually wanted to say no.
That's all, just think of it as an opportunity to increase the contact between Mr. Jiu and Miss Lan.
...
In the private room, the table was filled with a collection of French red wine, as well as a bunch of fruits, snacks, and delicacies. The aroma of the wine wafted in the air, and it smelled very good.
However, drinking less red wine is enjoyable, but drinking too much can be fatal.
When Lan Xixi opened the door, she saw Bo Zhanye elegantly drinking wine with everyone. There were several empty wine bottles on the table, and she quickly walked over:
"Hi, I'm sorry, I just met a friend outside and chatted for a while before coming over. Don't you want to play games anymore?"
Several people said:
"You guys are so in tune with each other, it's boring."
"Yes, drinking is more practical."
"Ms. Lan has always had a good drinking capacity, please have two bottles."
Two bottles?
She can't even take two sips, okay?
Lan Xixi didn't know how to answer the call.
Bo Zhanye glanced at her with his deep eyes and said silently: Didn't I ask you to wait below?
Then, he said to everyone: "She is taking care of herself while preparing for pregnancy."
Everyone was sensible and didn't make it difficult anymore, and quickly asked the waiter to bring drinks.
Lan Xixi had an idea and grabbed Bo Zhanye's wrist: "Isn't pregnancy preparation a matter for both parties? You can't drink too much."
It's coquettishness, but it's also an accusation.
Bo Zhanye was already a little drunk. Looking at the lovely woman next to him, was she worried that he was drunk?
Follow her wishes: "Okay, I'll finish the rest of this bottle and then I won't drink any more."
I don't know if it was because he was drunk, but the man's voice was soft and soft, and his eyes were hazy and tender.
Lan Xixi's heart trembled, and she had the illusion that she was about to fall into his eyes. She felt cramped and her breathing was hot.
"Oh, will anyone survive this?"
"Did I drink red wine? It was obviously vinegar and dog food."
"Come on, for the sake of your inseparable bond and newlywed Yan'er's sake, I allow Mr. Bo to drink less tonight."
"However, since Mr. Bo is so happy, he has to give us some profit from the new project."
Bo Zhanye nodded and chatted with them.
Even in such a depressing situation, he exudes an innate nobility and kingly aura.
He always has the ability to change things around him.
Lan Xixi sat next to him and had to admit that he was charming at any time. If he didn't pay attention, he would become addicted because of a look or an action.
What are you thinking! He is Bo Zhanye, Lan Jiao's husband, the scumbag who forced her to apologize to Feier Song, and he is obsessed with ghosts.
She looked away and ate the fruit on the table.
Half an hour later, Bo Zhanye finished the remaining half bottle of red wine, and it was almost 11 o'clock.
We didn’t organize any other activities, and we didn’t try to persuade him to stay.
Lan Xixi looked at Bo Zhanye, who was obviously a little sleepy. Even though he didn't want to help him, he knew that the wall had eyes, so he took the initiative to step forward and help him all the way.
Her figure was too small. Compared with him, she was completely covered by her arms.
Helping him to the door of the car, she carefully helped him get into the car, and when she was finally about to take a sip——