Chapter 180

"Until I'm satisfied." He said.

Her teeth were biting her lips, her eyes were slightly drooping, and her eyes were fixed on the glass of wine in his hand. The light in the room fell on her face, and there was an indescribable beauty on her quivering eyelashes.

"I'm afraid I'll take advantage of you when you're drunk?" "If I really want a woman, it's more of a method than it is of this kind. Even if I ask you directly here, I'm afraid no one will say anything. "

Yes, Ling is still laughing at himself in his heart. He really thought too much just now.

She took the glass and went straight to it.

Wine into the throat, bitter and sweet.

In fact, she is not very good at drinking. When she was engaged for work, she only drank some champagne.

At that time, she was Xiao Ziqi's girlfriend, so no one would force her to accompany her with wine or anything.

Yi Jin leaves and pours wine into Ling's still cup. Ling still looks up and drinks the second cup.

In this way, one cup after another, she drank the wine as if she were drinking medicine, just to satisfy him.

And he had a smile on his face from beginning to end, as if it was a great pleasure to watch her drinking like this.

After drinking, Ling still felt that her head was a bit chaotic, her hands and feet were more and more disobedient, and even her voice began to stutter.

"You can drink it too..." when the red wine filled her glass once and for all, she staggered the glass to him and grinned at him.

Looking at her, he knew she was drunk.

Before, he had seen her drunk once, but this time, it was totally different from that time.

At that time, he just didn't like people moving the object of his game.

But now... His eyes are attracted by her smile. Even if he knows that she is drunk now, her smile and what she said are meaningless, but he can't help but say, "you want me to drink?"

"Well." Her head forced a bit, "drinking alone... It's boring. Would you like to drink with me?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, so coquettish tone, if she is sober, I'm afraid she can't come out.

"Say it again, say what you just said." He raised his finger, its tip moving gently over her lip.

"Shall I drink with me..." she murmured, and her apricot eyes stared at him as if they were stained with crimson.

"Good..." he gently spits out the word, in the tone of voice, whether he has never found his own doting.

Yi Jin takes Ling's glass and drinks it.

Her smile more and more brilliant, took the initiative to pick up the bottle, poured a glass of wine, will hold up to drink.

This time, he raised his hand to stop, "sister, you're drunk. You don't need to drink any more."

"Don't... Drink any more?" She murmured, looking drunk.

"Yes, no need to drink." He said.

"But..." she held her head askew, always feeling as if she had forgotten something. After a while, she suddenly thought of something like a tunnel, "then... Ah Jin, will you let me go... Uncle them?"