Pei Zhi looked at his crystal wine glass, and then looked at the man's bottom-out glass, and really thought that he was going to drink his own wine.

She stretched out her long, white fingers and pushed the glass over.

"Taste it."

The man took her hand, raised his hand to pinch her delicate chin, lifted her delicate cheeks, and kissed her lips.

Pei Zhi was slightly stunned, and his pupils contracted.

The man's thin lips became hot, and he tossed and rubbed her lips, bringing a tingle as she sucked, like a slight electric current running through her back, making her shudder slightly.

The sudden kiss ended quickly, and the man's fingers rubbed her lower lip, his dark eyes deep and charming, shimmering with strange colors.

"It's delicious." His deep voice had a sultry hint of hustness.

Pei Zhi was calm again, and his face was dyed with a faint crimson at this moment, looking at the man's sexy and sultry appearance, his heartbeat accelerated slightly.

Her eyes swept over the high-end wines on the table.

Together, these wines are probably worth hundreds of millions, and a sip of expensive wine is a price that ordinary people can never earn.

And all of these were unpacked by him and brought to her to taste.

The alcohol content of these wines is very strong, and you will get drunk after just a few drinks.

So, is he drunk?

Zong Zhengyan saw her distracted appearance, and was slightly dissatisfied.

"What are you thinking?"

Pei Zhi raised his eyes to look at the man's handsome face, his moist red lips hooked, and said, "I wonder when you are drunk." ”

Zong Zhengyan's ink eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of danger, and his voice was hoarse, "You want to get me drunk so much?" What bad things do you want to do? ”

"You've never been drunk?" Pei Zhi asked.

Zong Zhengyan's gaze lingered on her face and said, "Yes." ”

A few years ago, when he was fun-loving, he was drunk not for nothing, and once drank all the famous wines with Leicester at the winery, and the air in the manor was full of the smell of wine.

Therefore, even after drinking several spirits, he was only slightly drunk, not yet drunk.

Pei Zhi slightly drooped her thick and straight eyelashes, covering the dark light that flashed under her eyes.

It's good to be drunk, but I'm afraid that I won't get him drunk.

"Let's keep drinking."

Even if Pei Zhi has taken a special potion, he has to take it slowly, and he takes a sip of each wine lightly.

But Zong Zhengyan was coaxed by her to drink cup after cup.

A moment later.

The man supported his head with his hands, and his decadent and evil appearance was even more intoxicating than fine wine.

Pei Zhi moved closer to him and reached out to poke his cheek.

"Drunk?"

Zong Zhengyan grabbed her hand, pulled her to his side, naturally hugged her slender waist, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I don't want to drink anymore."

This intimate tone was actually a little pleading.

The curvature of Pei Zhi's lips rose, and his phoenix eyes were full of joy of success.

It's not her to blame, it's the man himself who wants to indulge her.

"If you don't drink, you don't drink." She withdrew from his embrace, looking at his slightly crimson face, and a trace of thought flashed in her phoenix eyes.

"How much is this?" She held out two fingers.

Zong Zhengyan's vision was a little blurry, and his mind was dizzy, so he grabbed her hand and carefully identified it.

"Two."

Pei Zhifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked, "Who am I?" ”

"You're mine." The man hugged her tightly.

“……”

It's so domineering when you're drunk.

Pei Zhi held his handsome face, stared at his misty ink eyes, and said, "I'm not yours." ”

The man's eyebrows furrowed, a little unhappy, "You're mine." ”

"It's not."

"Yes."

"It's not."

"Yes."