87_878013 (15) Intentionally

I looked at him, my eyes twinkling at him.

Jiang Zheyu looked at me, the corners of his mouth raised. "Your expression is not normal." He came back to his senses and came to see me.

"What's normal?" I looked at Jiang Zheyu with a smile, and I suddenly wanted to tease him with bad taste.

Jiang Zheyu turned positive, thought for a while, and the corners of his mouth rose.

I looked at him, not knowing why.

Then he reached over and turned my head straight to the movie screen.

I don't know why, but when I came back to my senses, I found something in front of me. "Ahh The ghost from above appeared right in front of me.

Then Jiang Zheyu hugged me directly, and I felt at ease.

Jiang Zheyu did it on purpose, and I obviously knew that Jiang Zheyu did it on purpose. The way he succeeded in his plot was really hateful, and it really felt like a cunning fox.

I guess he must have laughed at the moment, it was the habitual smile of his conspiracy.

I looked up at Jiang Zheyu and looked at him directly, as if I was complaining about him.

He pretended to look at me calmly, then at the movie curtain, and then at me. "Also, do you still have it?" Jiang Zheyu asked me, he looked treacherous enough.

He did it on purpose, but at the moment I calmed down and wasn't very scared. I turned around to take a look, but it wasn't. Jiang Zheyu lied to me again.

I turned my head and glared at Jiang Zheyu.

Jiang Zheyu still had a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was very innocent. "It's because you're too scared, I'm just afraid you're scared." His attitude felt like I was throwing myself into my arms.

He really made sense of everything. "So what?" I'll see what else he can come up with.

"So if you're going to be fair, take it back." Jiang Zheyu looked at me with that kind of provocative eye, which felt like it was still my fault.

I looked at him and hugged him directly. He asked me to hug it, and I hugged it. I'm still very willful.

The corners of Jiang Zheyu's mouth rose. "I'll think about what if you keep holding it like this......" He said this completely teasing me, and I didn't respond to him.

He didn't speak, and I didn't speak, I just wanted a quiet hug now.

When I came out of the cinema, I really understood what the real meaning of the phrase "drunkards don't mean to drink", although we watched a movie this time, but in fact we didn't know what to put on it. This may be the so-called baked bun, that's how I describe us.

Jiang Zheyu was still smiling, I looked at Jiang Zheyu and his hand kept holding me.

"Jiangsu, Zhejiang." I call him, and I call him unconsciously.

Jiang Zheyu turned to look at me, as if waiting for my answer.

"Jiangsu, Zhejiang." I called him again.

The corners of his mouth were smiling almost all the time. "Do you want to call it all at once?" He realized that I was bored and kept calling him, so he turned to look at me.

"I seem to have seen Yu Sijian yesterday." I think I should explain it to Jiang Zheyu, after all, Yu Sijian is an employee of Yuancheng, and her appearance in Jiang's commercial street is not a thing that should be done, in other words, it is very strange.

Jiang Zheyu didn't react much, and still looked at me with a smile. "Can we stop talking about business today?" Jiang Zheyu's words seemed to be asking for my consent.

"You said it, I'm not going to talk about business." Of course he didn't want to, and I just didn't want to. People like Jiang Zheyu don't talk about business anymore, so there is no need for me to say anything.

"Where do you want to go?" He asked me, and he changed suddenly.

"Bar." I say this.

Jiang Zheyu glanced at me, as if he was very strange about what I said. "You're not good." He said this with a maliciously laugh.

"Do you have a better idea?" I asked him, unaware of his attainments in emotional intelligence.

Jiang Zheyu looked at me. "Are you sure you want to ask me?" He meant this as if there was some conspiracy.

"How?" I looked at him, not knowing what he meant.

"If you ask me, my opinion is that the bar is a place to spend a wasted time, as for me, my idea is that it is better to go back, if you want to drink, I think the good red wine in the hotel should be no worse than the bar, of course, if you want to spend a wasted time, I think the bar will be a good choice." Jiang Zheyu said so much in a high-sounding manner, I can understand what this means.

What he meant by that was that if I went to the bar, I would be wasted. Rather than that, it's better to have a hotel hangover. I'll admit that I had a strange idea, but his answer was a bit far-fetched.

I looked at Jiang Zheyu, and this man didn't know what he was thinking. "So you're planning to let me spoil good wine?" When I drink wine in front of people, I taste wine, and when I drink after people, I swallow wine.

"Of course, if you want to drink me down." Jiang Zheyu smiled at the corner of his mouth, how did he feel wrong about what he meant.

So, we finally agreed. Drink in the hotel and get drunk all night.

After returning to the hotel, I found that the service was really in place, and all kinds of wine had been delivered.

So I sat down on the couch and pulled out a bottle of wine from the neatly laid out on the glass coffee table. Look up at the 82-year-old Lafite, tsk, madman.

I couldn't help but sigh, because the price of this wine in the market is ridiculously hyped. Drinking such wine like mine is really outrageous.

I glanced at Jiang Zheyu, and he calmly looked at the dazzling array of wine on the table.

"You don't really think of me as a VIP, do you?" I glanced at Jiang Zheyu, what he looked like.

"Cause." Jiang Zheyu didn't answer me, and suddenly called me.

I glanced at Jiang Zheyu and waited for him to follow.

"I seem to have forgotten something very important." He frowned as he said this.

I looked at him, maybe there was really something.

Then I saw Jiang Zheyu looking at me. "Your stomach doesn't seem to be fit for drinking." He looked sorry, but I knew he was secretly smug.

"Is it that I'm not good at being drunk and scaring you?" I glanced at Jiang Zheyu, he did it on purpose, and I did it on purpose.

"It's ...... this," he said, looking like he had a headache. The way you look drunk is really impressive. He said this.

My mind kept thinking about what it meant I was really bad when I was drunk. I can't remember at all, I don't drink well?

"But if you really want to drink it." He pulled out a bottle of bacardi and handed it to me. "Drink this and try it."

I took a look, although Baccati is a world-ranked famous wine, but the price is not very high, but the reason why it appeared here, Jiang Zheyu also handed it to me. For this reason, I naturally know, this is 75% alcohol. Jiang Zheyu is deliberately fixing me