Seeing that he stared at her and didn't mean to drink, Mu Hanyue chuckled and asked, "Don't you drink?" ”

"I don't like it."

He had never liked to drink, no matter what world it was.

That's right, she knows that very well.

However, she still wanted to watch him drink: "At night, just have a drink, you won't get drunk." ”

The man didn't speak, just looked up at her.

"You drink better than me, I'm not afraid of getting drunk, what are you afraid of?" The woman asked.

"You're trying to get me drunk? Or do you just want me to drink? Jun Moye raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

The woman's eyes stared at him, and she hooked her lips and said, "Yes and no." ”

She actually wanted to get him drunk and then coax him.

People say that drunk people tell the truth, so wouldn't it be easy for her to coax him when the time comes?

That's what she thinks in her heart, and that's what she thinks on her face.

Mu Hanyue raised her wine glass and raised it towards the man: "Night, just one glass, we haven't drunk alone together for a long time." ”

In the Shenwu Continent, there is a group of light bulbs that are shining.

In modern times, it is still the same.

Looking at the woman's appearance, Jun Moye's lips slightly outlined a shallow arc, which was fleeting, but I was afraid that this little woman had not yet felt the meaning of her tone a little coquettish.

He liked it, though.

Purple eyes swept the red wine on the table, the man's thin lips lifted slightly, picked up the wine glass and shook it gently, and then sent the liquid in the glass to his lips, the action was elegant, noble, and very charming.

Mu Hanyue has never been a nymphomaniac, nor is she overwhelmed by beauty and sex, but her demonic appearance, whether she takes apart her facial features or takes a closer look at them one by one, she feels that it is very delicate and impeccable.

The woman pursed her lips and pushed the bowl of dumplings on the table in front of him: "Taste it, it tastes good." ”

At least, she likes to eat.

staring at the woman, Jun Moye did not refuse, and even picked up a dumpling and tasted it.

The woman's eyes kept staring at him: "Is it delicious?" ”

She is not a cautious person, but a woman who is willing to pay for the person she loves.

These things that seemed simple and ordinary to her turned out to be boring and ordinary as long as she was with her beloved.

Looking at the look in the woman's eyes, Jun Moye nodded: "It's not bad." ”

In fact, he wasn't hungry at all, and he ate dumplings just to find an excuse to stay with her here.

But naturally he won't let the woman know about this.

Mu Hanyue picked up the wine bottle and poured him another glass of wine, hooked her lips and said, "It's cold, drink some wine to warm your body." ”

Jun Moye stared at her, her purple eyes were deep and deep, and her lips were a little evil: "Do you really want to get me drunk?" ”

When the woman heard this, her eyebrows raised: "Am I that kind of person?" ”

Even if she is drunk, she won't say whether it's good or not!

The man just smiled shallowly, and said in a lazy tone: "Rakshasa hasn't come back yet, are you worried?" ”

Mu Hanyue paused slightly with the hand that was about to send the wine glass to her lips, raised her eyes to look at the man, and then slowly shook her head: "It's going to be fine." ”

She thought he was unhappy that she mentioned Jack's group, and she didn't even mention the matter in London because she didn't even mention it again, for fear of accidentally making him unhappy again.

But at this moment, listening to the man's inquiry, she suddenly felt that anger was anger, and he was still so concerned about her, which had not changed.