Chapter 120: Drunkenness only smashes the field
Xia Menglan was like a proud white swan, raising her white and long neck, and glanced at Song Yi with a teasing look, and then, she changed the attitude in her eyes very quickly, and looked at Shen Lang gently and gently.
Song only raised his eyes and glanced at her, his gaze was complicated and difficult to argue.
Xia Menglan pulled up a strand of loose hair, smiled, and said in a soft voice: "Shen Lang, I didn't expect you to come to the drinking party organized by Yan Xu." β
Song only pursed his lips, thinking in his heart: There are many things you can't think of.
Seeing that Shen Lang didn't answer her words, she said again: "This dress suits you very well, handsome and elegant." Xia Menglan said, slowly moving her gaze to Song Zhizhi's body, she raised her eyebrows, snorted lightly, and teased: "However, this lady's little dress is a bit nondescript when worn on your body." β
If the tea is angry, Song only wants to give her a big ear scraper on the spot.
It's just that the weak, helpless, and stupid Song can only think in her heart, she really doesn't have the courage to do it.
She couldn't help but give Xia Daying a son, but Shen Lang didn't, he hooked his lips and sneered, and said without being salty: "She is indeed not suitable, although Song Zhi's breasts are not plump enough, the waist is relatively thick, and the legs are not thin enough, but ......"
Shen Lang seemed to deliberately elongate his tone, his eyes were slightly bent, he looked at Song Zhizhi with a smile, and said word by word: "I! Enjoy! Happy! β
Xia Menglan heard these three words come out of Shen Lang's mouth, her throat and eyes seemed to be stuck in an ice lump, she couldn't swallow it, she couldn't spit it out, and she choked on it.
Song couldn't help laughing, she felt that Shen Lang was like a hedgehog every time he faced Xia Menglan, and from time to time he had to put a few cold arrows, which poked Xia Menglan all over her body.
Xia Menglan's mouth trembled for a while, and it took a while before she squeezed out a smile that was more ugly than crying.
At this time, Yan Xu walked behind Xia Menglan, as if on purpose, he deliberately hugged Xia Menglan's slender waist in front of Shen Lang: "Welcome Mr. Shen." β
He glanced at Song Zhizhi and smiled: "Miss Song is also here, I don't know how your body is recovering?" β
Yan Xu's words seemed to be deliberately said to Shen Lang.
He stared at Shen Lang, as if waiting for him to go crazy.
Merely...... Shen Lang disappointed him.
He took two glasses of red wine from the waiter's tray and handed one of them to Song, then he shook the glass, put it to his nose and sniffed it gently.
Shen Lang raised his eyebrows, his thin lips opened slightly, and said lightly: "Well, Lamondo Winery...... However, the vintage is a little worse, and the red wine of ChΓ’teau Lamondo, the 1996 vintage tastes the best. β
Yan Xu said with a smile: "I have long heard that Mr. Shen has a lot of research on red wine. β
He raised his hand and made a gesture of please, and said, "You can come and taste the red wine I specially prepared today." β
"But it's disrespectful." Shen Lang let go of Song's hand, but gave her a steady look.
He leaned over to Song Zhi's ear and whispered softly: "The red wine here is not cheap, drink it openly." β
Open to drink!?
Song was only stunned for two seconds.
She knows how much she drinks.
If she eats two or three cups, I'm afraid she's going to float.
Moreover, her wine tasting ...... She doesn't seem to have much to drink.
"Really?"
Shen Lang smiled and nodded, and patted her shoulder gently: "I have something to say to Yan Xu, you have fun by yourself." β
Song only got Shen Lang's permission, and suddenly looked like a little cat cat that had eaten catnip.
She ignored Xia Menglan's cold words, went straight to the display table where the food was placed, picked up a small cake, and stuffed it directly into her mouth.
Shen Lang sat on the sofa with Yan Xu, but the corner of his eyes never left Song Zhi.
Yan Xu raised his hand to intercept Shen Lang's gaze: "Is Mr. Shen so worried?" β
"Of course." Shen Lang said directly: "Mr. Yan wants me and my life again and again, and I have to guard against it." β
Mr. Shen laughed. Yan Xu picked up a glass of red wine, shook it gently, and then drank it all.
Shen Lang also picked up a glass of wine, raised his glass to Song Zhi in the air, and drank it too: "Didn't Yan always let people destroy my braking system?" β
"Oh?!" Yan Xu frowned, looking surprised: "How could there be such a thing?" Mr. Shen is okay, right? β
"Huh." Shen Lang smiled lightly and said lightly: "I can appear here safe and sound, of course it's fine, but I hope that next time, Yan will always be able to deal with me openly, and make a move and pay to tempt a little girl, no matter how you say it, it's a bit unauthentic, right?!" β
Yan Xu drank another glass of wine, put down the wine glass, and raised his eyebrows to look at Shen Lang: "Mr. Shen knows, I'm just out of a relationship, I didn't expect Mr. Shen to be too careful, I will definitely pay attention next time." β
"RomanΓ©e Conti in 1997, yes, Mr. Yan is really bloody." Shen Lang set his eyes on a man not far away, he hooked the corners of his mouth, and said with a smile: "However, I think that Boss Zhu of Shen Ming doesn't know how to appreciate your red wine, if you can replace it with sorghum, maybe Boss Zhu will be happier." β
When Yan Xu heard this, his fingers stiffened slightly.
Although Boss Zhu of the company is inconspicuous in China, the strength of his wife's company in the UK should not be underestimated.
The protagonist of Yan Xu's cocktail party today is this Boss Zhu.
It's just that what he didn't expect was that Shen Lang could see through his mind at a glance.
At the same time, Song just ate happily, and after a while, a plate of salmon was successfully eliminated by her.
She took a sip of red wine and a mouthful of meat, and after a while, more than a dozen times the red wine went down her stomach, and her face flushed with drunkenness.
Yan Xu's red wine, for Song Zhi, is like a cow chewing peonies, and he can't taste it at all.
Even if you give her a bottle of blended red wine for more than a dozen yuan in the supermarket, she will also think it is delicious.
Xia Menglan looked at her and couldn't help frowning, she really couldn't figure out what Shen Lang had taken a fancy to her?!
Song only put down the Nth glass of red wine, his vision became more and more blurred, and he staggered when he walked.
Without paying attention, she bumped into Xia Menglan's body all of a sudden.
The red wine in Xia Menglan's hand suddenly spilled on his body: "Song only!" β
Her face was extremely ugly: "You did it on purpose, right?!" β
Song only looked confused, and the appearance of the little drunken cat was very cute in Shen Lang's eyes, but Xia Menglan didn't think so.
She hurriedly wiped the wine stains on Xia Menglan's body.
The little hands on which she had just taken the food were covered with oil, and the red wine stains on Xia Menglan's body suddenly dispersed, and it was originally only a little buried, but this time it became a large piece.
"I'm sorry, IβI really...... Belch! β
She was just halfway through her sentence when she burped Xia Menglan's face.
Salmon mixed with beef, salad, banana, grape and apple flavors instantly rushed into Xia Menglan's nose.
She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, and glared at Song Zhizhi: "You idiot! β
"Huh?!" As a glorious little drunken cat, his ears are no longer good: "What do you want to eat?" I'll get it for you. β
Song only grabbed Xia Menglan's hand and caught her off guard.
She dragged Xia Menglan to the dining table hard, picked up a sandwich and stuffed it into her mouth: "How is it?" Tastes good, right? β
Xia Menglan spit on the ground and vigorously broke away from Song Zhi's hand: "Neuropathy!" β
"Huh? Do you want Coke on the rocks? Isn't this a drinking party? Why do you still drink Coke? β
She didn't have time to leave, Song only picked up a bottle of red wine, inserted it directly into her mouth, and poured it up.
It was the first time in Xia Menglan's life to drink like this, and it was also the first time she was treated like this.
She slammed Song away: "You're sick!" Security, security, drag this crazy woman out of here! β
Shen Lang, who had finished talking to Yan Xu, walked behind Song Zhizhi as if he was choking time, held her waist, and looked at Xia Menglan coldly: "She is my female companion and one of the guests at this cocktail party, and as a guest, is it a little inappropriate for you to ask the security guard to drag her away?!" β
Shen Lang's words were like a knife that pierced deep into Xia Menglan's heart.
She pursed her lips, tears rolling in her eyes: "Shen Lang, are you just watching Song only bully me like this?" β
"Did she bully you?" Shen Lang raised his eyebrows as if he hadn't seen what had just happened, and said lightly, "Why didn't I see it." β
"You ......"
He made Xia Menglan speechless, she raised her hand and pointed at Shen Lang, stomped her foot hard, and turned around to leave.
Suddenly, Song only broke free from Shen Lang, and went up and grabbed Xia Menglan's wrist: "Don't, don't go!" We, we've not had enough of it, come on, come on, keep going, come again. β
"What are you doing?!" Xia Menglan shook off Song Zhi's hand in disgust: "If you want to go back to your house to play drunk, don't look at what place this is." β
Well! Not bad.
Shen Lang looked at Song Zhizhi with a smile, this little guy is so stylish and stylish even when he is drunk.
He had no intention of stopping Song at all.
Because Shen Lang knew that this was just an appetizer for Song Zhi, if she really went crazy, I am afraid that she would not even be able to resist herself.
He looked at Song only with a smile, perhaps, until now, it was the most lively moment of today's drinking party.
Song only didn't care what Xia Menglan said, she was already in a drunken state, and she couldn't tell who the person in front of her was.
She took Xia Menglan as Annie, picked up a bottle of wine from the dining table, and stuffed it directly into her hand: "I tell you, if you don't give me a drink today, I won't let you leave." β