An Qi's face was sincere and there was no sign of playing hard to get.
"..."
It seems that not only was it his delusion before, but he was also quite wrong.
Thinking that An Qi didn't like him and only regarded him as a friend, Feng Jiuci felt uncomfortable eating.
He looked a little confused, drank a glass of wine to cover up, and said with a dry smile, "Well, you are right, students should focus on their studies and not think about those messy things."
An Qi nodded heavily.
What she said just now did have the element of deliberately hinting at Feng Jiuci.
She felt that Feng Jiuci was more kind to her than an ordinary friend.
But now hearing his response like this, An Qi felt a little embarrassed.
Maybe she did think too much.
Feng Jiuci didn't mean anything to her at all, he just sympathized with her experience. An Qi's face felt a little hot, so she changed the topic and said, "Eat quickly, the food will be cold later."
"oh."
second half.
Feng Jiuci obviously didn't talk that much anymore.
An Qi felt a little restless after a few glasses of wine, but she didn't notice anything unusual about him.
Angel drank fruit wine for the first time.
The fruit wine tasted sweet. She thought that the alcohol content must not be high, so she drank two more glasses. As a result... she didn't feel anything when she drank it, and the stamina was not small. Before she finished the meal, An Qi was already drunk.
My whole body was red, I was dizzy and my legs were weak.
"Feng Jiuci... what are you doing with a meal?"
"I didn't shake."
Feng Jiuci was in a depressed mood and kept eating slowly with his head down. When he heard An Qi's words, he looked up and was shocked.
An Qi's face was as red as a burning cloud.
Not only her face, but also her exposed neck was red. Her skin was as white as snow, and the redness seemed a bit shocking. Seeing her swaying on the stool, Feng Jiuci couldn't think of eating.
He quickly moved over to support her, "You're drunk."
"I'm not drunk..."
"All drunkards say they are not drunk." Feng Jiuci couldn't believe it. He glanced at the half bottle of plum wine left on the table and said speechlessly, "You only drank three glasses...definitely no more than five.
Each glass is not filled to the top, and this is fruit wine, with only such a low alcohol content, and then you drink it like this?"
After complaining for a while, he ended with one sentence, "You are so useless."
"..."
It's so noisy.
An Qi's head was buzzing.
It was like ten thousand flies fluttering in my ears.
"Hey, are you okay?"
An Qi shook her head slowly, shaking her head so hard that she became even more dizzy and almost fell off the chair. Feng Jiuci had never seen anyone with such a bad drinking capacity.
He directly lifted An Qi up from the chair.
The drunk An Qi was very alert and immediately opened her eyes, "What are you doing?"
"You're a drunkard. What can I do to you? I'll take you back to your room to rest."
"oh."
Feng Jiuci really has no evil intentions.
He hugged An Qi and felt that she was light and small. He carried An Qi to her room and put her on the bed. After thinking about it, he bent down and took off her shoes for her.
"Okay, go to bed quickly."
"oh."
Drunk An Qi is as cute as a little rabbit.
She lay flat on her back obediently, even her hands were folded neatly on her lower abdomen. She really drank too much, but she didn't feel uncomfortable, she just wanted to sleep.
She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep breathing evenly.
"Go to sleep in a second." Feng Jiuci silently gave a thumbs up, "That's awesome."
"..."
Feng Jiuci didn't dare to leave, mainly because he saw that An Qi's whole body was red, and he was afraid that if she fell asleep, she would feel uncomfortable, and that the heavens and the earth would be in trouble.
Feng Jiuci moved a stool, crossed his legs, crossed his arms, and looked at An Qi, "To be honest, An Xiaoqi, you are really only pretty, and you are just a little bit pretty.
But it's not much. It's even more different from the peerless beauty. Tell me, why did this young master fall into your hands?"
Angel fell asleep.
Feng Jiuci didn't have any scruples, rubbing his chin and complaining, "I'm not bragging. With my face like this, young master, if I stand with you, others will definitely think you are a rich woman. I will like you because your ancestors have accumulated good deeds. What happened?
...You little girl, you still look down on me. What kind of justice is there?"
Feng Jiuci muttered, "You still dare to reject me in disguise, how can I not be worthy of you?"
"..."
Feng Jiuci became more and more angry as he spoke.
He leaned over, pinched An Qi's face with both hands, and gently pulled it out. An Qi's face suddenly changed shape, and Feng Jiuci laughed, "It's so ugly."
"Be ugly as long as you are ugly. I will love the person I like."
I'm afraid she won't sleep well.
Sigh.
Feng Jiuci obediently ran to the bathroom to find a towel, wet it and wring it out half-dry, then ran back to wipe An Qi's face, neck, and hands.
While wiping, he was moved by himself, "Except for Xiaohan, I have never served anyone else like this. An Xiaoqi, An Xiaoqi, you have accumulated a lot of virtue over many lifetimes to be able to meet me."
In line with the idea of saving people to the end and sending Buddha to the West.
Feng Jiuci helped An Qi take off her socks and wiped her feet.
After wiping.
He casually put the towel on the bedside table. Seeing that An Qi was wearing a coat, he rolled up his sleeves and helped her up. He then took off her coat and said, "Look how good I am to you. I am such a good man."
The denim jacket is a bit tight.
Feng Jiuci was also not good at serving others. After pulling for a long time, he not only failed to pull down his sleeves, but also woke An Qi up. An Qi opened her eyes dizzily and felt someone taking off her clothes.
At this moment, her eyes were full of double images, and she didn't realize that the person standing in front of her was Feng Jiuci.
She protects herself almost reflexively.
He grabbed Feng Jiuci's wrist, stood up suddenly and knelt on the bed, exerting force.
"Bang!"
"Ouch——"
After a loud bang, Feng Jiuci was thrown to the ground by An Qi over his shoulder. After his face came into close contact with the floor tiles, a scream followed closely.
The next second.
An Qi jumped out of bed quickly, grabbed his hands behind her back, and pushed her knees hard on his back. Feng Jiuci screamed in pain, "An Xiaoqi, it's me, I'm Feng Jiuci, hurry up
let go."
"Bah, gangster."
"..."
Feng Jiuci wanted to explain, but his entire facial features were squeezed onto the floor tiles, and his arm was in severe pain. He couldn't speak or move. The moment he moved a little, An Qi pressed his arm down harder.
"Little thief, don't move."
Feng Jiuci rolled his eyes in pain.
Ahhh!
His arm is going to be broken!
His spine will also be broken by An Qi's knee!
My face hurts so much!
My nose hurts too!
Ahhh!
Feng Jiuci burst into tears.
He just took good care of her, why should he be treated so roughly by her?
besides……
Why is this damn girl An Xiaoqi still so strong when she's drunk?