Ling Li immediately waved her hand in fright: "No, I don't drink." ”

Nan Zhiyi tilted his head slightly and looked at her: "What are you afraid of, I have to write a paper at night, drink some wine to speed up the blood flow, maybe it will be more inspiring." ”

Ling Li thought for a long time and found the next reason: "I still have to wash the dishes, and I can't drink." ”

Nan Zhiyi laughed: "You just say that you are not stupid, can this reason be valid?" There is a dishwasher in this seat, so you don't have to do it. ”

Then, in a half-threatening tone: "What, if you are allowed to pour me, I can't let you drink a small bit?" That's how your uncle taught you to be courteous? ”

Ling Li was speechless.

She was nervous about the time to think about countermeasures, Nan Zhiyi had already gotten up and gone to the kitchen, took out a real white wine glass, poured it full, and stacked it in front of her.

Then, he picked up his cup, pretended to clench his fists and made a heroic cloud shape, with a resonance in his chest: "Do it first for respect."

After speaking, he tilted his neck and drank all the wine.

Ling Li was dumbfounded. The 62-degree high liquor with more than two taels, Nan Zhiyi is so stuffy? Will this kind of drinking be fatal?

Nan Zhiyi didn't seem to feel anything, turned the wine glass in his hand, and raised his eyebrows at her: "You drink, the degree is not high, it's only thirty-eight degrees." ”

His accent fell on "thirty-eight", which immediately made it difficult for Ling Li to ride the tiger, and his expression of savoring the wine in the cup fell in Ling Li's eyes, and it became even more suspicious and mocking.

Ling Li gritted her teeth, picked up the wine glass, and sent the whole glass of crystal liquid into her throat, forcibly endured the spiciness, which almost choked her to the point of coughing, and said, "It's quite sweet, it's indeed low-alcohol wine." ”

Nan Zhiyi touched her chin, looking at her red face for a moment, and she didn't know if it was because of the effect of alcohol, or because of the weakness of her eyes and talking nonsense.

It is estimated that there may be a little more former, but no matter what the reason is, the silly face in front of him makes him feel inexplicably good.

I smiled in my heart, and my face remained calm and light: "It's good, the entrance is sweet and has a long aftertaste, I haven't drunk for too long, make an exception today, drink more." ”

After speaking, he actually filled the ridiculously large crystal cup in front of him again, and then served the slow wine glass, and looked at Ling Li with raised eyebrows: "You don't have a glass again?" ”

Ling Li secretly screamed badly, only to feel that her face was even redder, and hurriedly said, "I'm all on my face, I can't drink it, I can't drink it." ”

"Blushing means that the alcohol volatilizes quickly, and the amount of alcohol is large, you see that my face is nothing, in fact, it is all locked in the stomach, which is even more uncomfortable. It's just that this low-alcohol wine, like rice wine, is no problem for ordinary people to eat half a catty. Do you drink some more? He replied slowly, the smile on his lips thickening.

Ling Li was dumbfounded, and he was once again given a low-alcohol wine general, and he couldn't find a suitable reason to block the wine for a long time.

She has a stupid mouth, and she is not good at these push-and-go words, let alone in this state of weakness.

had to grit his teeth, poured himself most of the cup, and secretly glanced at Nan Zhiyi, afraid that he would find out that she was not full of fraud.

Nan Zhiyi didn't poke her through, only smiled and watched her tangled, watching her brows wrinkled into caterpillars, and the expression on her face was extremely interesting.

is just as clumsy as her acting skills, which is almost the same as her drinking, and people will laugh out of her big teeth when she says it.

At eight o'clock in the evening, it was completely dark.

Ling Li stood up to clean up the dishes and chopsticks to wash, but felt that there was a ball of cotton on his feet, which could fall at any time, and the scenery in his eyes kept shaking, and the sky was spinning for a while.

She couldn't remember how much she had drunk, anyway, when she found that Nan Zhiyi's alcohol didn't seem to be shallow, and it didn't seem to be easy to get drunk, the bottle of wine she had done her hands and feet on the table was almost empty.

It seems that Nan Zhiyi drank three-quarters and she drank a quarter......

How much should that be?

She pinched her fingers and counted, muttering in her mouth, and a mess in her head.

"Are you okay? Really drunk? ”

Whose voice sounded behind him, it seemed to be very close and far away, it seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember who it was......

Ling Li shook her head, but felt even more dizzy, and then the scene after that seemed to be out of her control.

Did she just do something? It's like a fire in my stomach, and my ears are buzzing, and I can't hear anything clearly.

And the lamp in front of you, why is it so luxurious?

She looked up blankly, stretched out her fingers and counted: "One, two, three, four, five......"

Nan Zhiyi stood behind her amusedly, listening to her count the lights in the restaurant from fifteen to thirty, and knew that this person was really drunk.

After counting the lights, Ling Li couldn't stand anymore, she stumbled under her feet, and she was about to fall.

Fortunately, Nan Zhiyan was quick and took her arm to the sofa.

Who knows, she really just lay down like mud.

Nan Zhiyi laughed: "You're so drunk, a little powerful, right?" And say that's 38 degrees? ”

Ling Li's cheeks were red, and she smiled at him: "Yes, thirty-eight degrees." Well, almost, it's just that if it's been stored for a long time, people who drink it will be burned. ”

Her incoherent words made Nan Zhiyi laugh, and she said in a half-warning tone: "Lie to me, just pay attention to the times." ”

What is he saying? Ling Li was a little incomprehensible, and blinked slowly, her eyes blurred.

Seeing that Nan Zhiyi's heart softened, he squatted down, leaned in her ear, and asked softly: "You are strange tonight, do you want to get me drunk?" ”

Ling Li was about to lose her eyes, so she only nodded in a daze and hummed softly.

"Drunk me? Are you a little overpowered? What Lao Tian can't do, can you? He hooked the corners of his mouth, almost laughing, and didn't care if she understood it now, and continued to say in her ear, "Whether drinking is bad or not, it is related to the ethanol dehydrogenase and acetaldehyde dehydrogenase in the body, it just so happens that my two enzymes are highly active, alcohol can quickly turn into acetic acid and enter the TCA cycle and heat up, sweat, you won't get drunk." ”

Ling Li turned her head dissatisfied, with a slight resentment in her slightly squinted eyes: "I hate it, my ears are itchy." ”

The distance between her face and his was only a palm, and there was obvious drunkenness in her starry eyes, and the shallow pear vortex and fine white and powdery skin suddenly became so charming.

Her breathing was a little heavy, the faint smell of roses, mixed with the subtle smell of alcohol, the sweet and intoxicating breath hit his face close at hand, and even a little, it made people itch from the bottom of their hearts.

Nan Zhiyi was stunned, hurriedly took a step back, and asked again: "What are you doing with me getting drunk?" ”

Ling Li tried hard to recall, but there was a mess in his head.

Who is this face in front of you? What was the question he had just asked her?

She smiled a little embarrassedly and said timidly: "Who are you, this teacher?" ”

She was drunk with a serious expression, Nan Zhiyi couldn't help laughing, and shook his hand in front of her, finally making sure that this person didn't seem to be joking—drunk to the core.

"Me? I'm Nan Zhiyi, your teacher Nan. He only felt extremely funny, and as soon as his mood was relaxed, "your home" couldn't help but use it.

And the brown eyes in front of him were almost out of focus, and his mouth was vague: "What Nanzhiyi, you are not Nanzhiyi." Nan Zhiyi, this bastard, always provokes me, and refuses to tell me. ”

Nan Zhiyi couldn't help laughing, and asked her seriously: "Why did Nan Zhiyi mess up?" Where did he mess with you? ”

Ling Li dragged a pillow, threw it away angrily, gritted his teeth and said, "He's a bastard, he likes me but doesn't dare to admit it, he always avoids me." ”

Nan Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, the smile on the corner of his mouth dissipated, the trace of drunkenness in his eyes just now dissipated, and his eyes were exceptionally clear.

For a long time, he pretended to be a calm voice: "How do you know that he likes you?" ”

"I just knew, I knew it by looking at his eyes, but he just wouldn't admit it. I just wanted to ask him if he liked me or not. ”

Ling Li smiled a little drunkenly, losing the charm and charm just now, but more silly than usual, making people laugh.

Nan Zhiyi couldn't laugh with her at this time.

"So you want to get me drunk?" His voice grew deeper and deeper

"I didn't want to get you drunk, I want to get Nan Zhiyi drunk." There was unconvincing in her voice, and she was struggling to get up, and she was about to roll off the couch.

Nan Zhiyi hurriedly stepped forward, pressed her shoulder, and said, "Okay, lie down obediently, and sleep when you're tired." ”

Ling Li only felt that the person in front of her, his hands were cold, and the faint honeysuckle fragrance hidden under the smell of alcohol on his body made her feel relieved and warm.

She unconsciously pursed the corners of her mouth and smiled even more confusedly: "Why do you smell the same as him?" ”

"You......" he sighed, and couldn't help but gently stroke her long black hair with his fingertips, and whispered in her ear: "Then you, do you like him?" ”

"Do you need to say?" Even if she is drunk, she can make a look like an idiot, "I like it anymore, I will get drunk if I watch it for a second more, you know?" ”

got the answer in his heart, but his expression was slightly bitter in his thoughts.

He whispered in a volume that could only be heard when he was close at hand, "He likes you too, you know?" ”

Ling Li was already about to fall asleep, trying to open her eyes, her eyes were misty, her cheeks were red, and she replied vaguely: "Oh." ”

Then, he took his somewhat cold hand, put it on his hot face, and muttered, "It's hot...... So comfortable......"

After that, the eyelids fell heavily and could not be lifted again.

Watching her curl up on the sofa, Nan Zhiyi remained motionless, letting her hand cover the back of her hand.

After a few minutes, he slowly withdrew his hand from her gradually loosening hand, and slowly stood up again, but his gaze still fell uncontrollably on her.

Her scattered bangs were stained with a few grains of rice with silver-tipped hairs, her skin was pink and white because of the wine, her makeup had already been spent, and her chest was up and down with some rapid breathing.

That familiar and unfamiliar appearance made him always want to take a closer look.

There was so thick emotion in his eyes that he couldn't dissolve, and he involuntarily bent down to lean on her, getting closer and closer.

Suddenly, a woman's sigh seemed to come from the darkness.

The tone was familiar and deep, it seemed far away, and it seemed to linger in his ears.

There seemed to be white flowers falling from the sky in front of him, a black and red mixed with pink fragments, as if the air was full of blood, lingering in his nose for a long time.

And as soon as he closed his eyes, his ears seemed to sound the hysterical question: "Nan Zhiyi, don't you have a heart?" ”

Instantly withdrew the hand that was about to touch her cheek, the smile faded, and the deep and gentle eyes gradually dimmed.

Coveting the moment of beauty and warmth will always make him lose self-control and forget his fate that will always bring bad luck to those around him.

If he doesn't leave, what will happen to her, can he afford to gamble?

He looked up, his eyes looked into the thick darkness not far away, and laughed self-deprecatingly, his voice deep and hoarse: "Yes, there is no heart." ”