Chapter 92 Chapter 90
"Yeon-hee." Wu Yueyao tugged at the corners of her clothes and reminded in a low voice, "Wine has a lot of stamina, and it's still easy to get drunk." ”
Bu Yanxi turned her back and made a calm gesture towards her.
In any case, when dealing with such a poisonous and mean boy, the momentum can never be lost!
However, Ming Yuyan looked at her fixedly for a few seconds, "That's what you said." Then he took out his mobile phone and turned around to make a call, and his tone was low and deep.
"Yeonxi, I suddenly have a sense of foreboding." Wu Yueyao suddenly leaned into Bu Yanxi's ear and said, "The eldest young master won't ask someone to bring ten more bottles of wine, right?" ”
"No, it won't." Bu Yanxi blinked.
Sure enough, Ming Yuyan hung up the phone, turned around and hooked the corners of her lips at her, "I asked people to bring ten bottles of dry red, let's see, whether you are blindly confident, or quick to speak......"
Blind confidence? How fast is the tongue?
"You look down on people less." Bu Yanxi's expression froze, but she glared at him stubbornly, "I'm too lazy to bother with you." ”
"What? Cowardly? ”
His good-looking red lips were slightly upturned, and his long, narrow and beautiful brown eyes looked at her with a smile, undisguised his narrowness.
The most annoying thing is his expression, as if everything is under control, and he has nothing to hide in front of him.
But Wu Yueyao's muttering still fell into her ears, "I'll just say it...... It's definitely looking for you. ”
For a moment, she reflexively retorted, "Whoever instigates is the dog." ”
“…… Tough. Liang Sheng, who was not far away, whistled and put his hand on Yang Wenjing's shoulder.
Anyone who knows a little about wine knows that due to long-term storage in oak barrels, the glucose in the wine will be fermented into alcohol, so it has a strong stamina, and the longer the storage, the greater the stamina, and the higher the degree of the wine.
But if Ming Yuyan makes a little bad heart, let alone ten bottles, even half a bottle is enough to choke.
However, there was no turning back from the bow.
When ten bottles of five-year-old pomerol petrus were placed on the dining table, several people under the luxurious crystal lamp had different expressions, Yang Wenjing couldn't wait to open a bottle first, and then handed the first cup to Bu Yanxi under Ming Yuyan's cool gaze.
Bu Yanxi took it indifferently, the mellow smell of wine lingered in her nose, she gritted her teeth, and raised her head like drinking boiled water.
A little sour.
This is the first reaction of the taste buds after connecting to the nerves.
She frowned involuntarily.
…… Why would anyone like to drink this stuff?
That was her second thought.
Hey, I don't seem to feel anything.
Bu Yanxi smacked her lips very slightly, thinking that she probably had a talent for drinking.
Completely forgetting what "great stamina" was, her heart suddenly swelled up with a bit of pride, and she simply took a cup that Yang Wenjing poured again, and took another sip.
However, when he put down the cup, he met him with a dumbfounded look.
"Bu, Buyanxi, that cup was poured for myself to drink!" He stuttered a little emotionally.
"Grab a drink with a girl, are you ashamed?" Liang Sheng slapped him on the head.
"Yanxi, drink less."
Noticing her friend's slightly flushed face, Wu Yueyao couldn't help but whisper a word of persuasion.
"I don't feel anything." When she said this, she felt her tongue tingle slightly, but she insisted, "I feel like I'm really fine with ten bottles." After speaking, he made a gesture to grab the next cup that Yang Wenjing had poured.
"Drunk, drunk." Seeing this, Liang Sheng couldn't help but attach himself to Ming Yuyan's ear, and secretly smiled, "I didn't expect Bu Yanxi's wine to be so bad, two glasses will not work." ”
The girl's face was slightly drunk, and her clear eyes seemed to be covered with a shallow mist, which was so confusing that it was fascinating.
Ming Yuyan subconsciously pressed her hand, and then pursed her lips slightly in her confused gaze, "Be strong." ”
"Who's going to be strong? Although this wine is quite unpleasant, there is a kind of ...... Taste of grapes. ”
The taste of grapes?
Yang Wenjing and Liang Sheng couldn't help but glance at each other, this is really drunk!
Her sweet voice had a unique, coquettish meaning at this moment, and Ming Yu snatched the wine glass in her hand and almost dragged the person up, "Go, I'll send you home." ”
His slightly rude pull made Bu Yanxi stagger into his arms, and raised her head while touching her slightly sore nose, she pouted dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing!" I'm going back with Yue Yao. ”
"Yuyan, be gentle." Wang Chengxi, who has been watching the play silently, also said a word.
"You eat first, and I'll send her home." Ming Yuyan's eyes looked at Wu Yueyao, who wanted to speak and stopped, "You have no opinion." ”
It is an interrogative sentence, but the tone is unquestionable.
Wu Yueyao instinctively shook her head, "No." ”
Ha? Is this a compromise? Isn't she worried about what that hateful creature will do to herself!
Bu Yanxi looked at her friend in shock, but saw her bow her head in shame, and only stretched out her hand to swing at her, "We'll see you at school tomorrow!" ”
was almost dragged out of the Wang family, and the cold wind on her face made the girl with a chaotic brain wake up for a moment, but then there was a stronger dizziness.
"I'm uncomfortable." She angrily shook off the hand that was imprisoned in the crook of her arm, and put her hands on her knees, trying to bend over to relieve her dizziness.
Ming Yuyan stood there and looked at her silently for a while.
Then his expression became complicated, "Bu Yanxi, sometimes I really don't know what you have in your head, it's so difficult for you to be soft?" ”
There was no response as expected.
He took a few steps closer, and just wanted to take off his coat and put it on her, but the girl suddenly raised her head and grabbed the neckline of his underwear directly.
The unsuspecting boy took a few steps forward.
"You ......"
The angry words stopped abruptly after the misty eyes of the girl.
She must have been drunk to look at him with such gentle eyes.
After only a moment's distraction, the girl in front of him did not let go of the hand holding his collar, but turned on his coat and hat with the other hand, and then raised his head while he subconsciously bowed his head obediently.