Wen Huaizhi was not drunk.

She had just sniffed the drink.

It has a very sweet peach flavor that tempts people to want to taste it.

In addition to that, though, she smelled alcohol.

It's wine.

Although the alcohol smell is faint, she still ......

Don't dare to drink.

Recently, Wen Huaizhi's behavior has been strange and uncertain, although he usually does this, but he has become more seriously ill recently.

Therefore, she just tested Wen Huaizhi to see if he dared to drink this drink.

If he doesn't dare to drink it, or if he only dares to taste a little, then there is definitely something wrong with the wine!

Then she'll run away! The farther you run, the better, or you won't even know how you died!

However, what she didn't expect was that Wen Huaizhi not only dared to drink it, but also drank it all!

She hesitated, and glanced at the empty water cup on his right hand.

Frequently Wen Huaizhi glanced at her.

"What's the matter, teacher?"

His eyes were clear, his breath was steady, and there was no hint of drunkenness.

She doubted herself even more.

Is this water really okay?

Just a regular cocktail?

She sighed, a little pity.

Ay! I knew I would have tasted it! The peach flavor should be delicious!

Wen Huaizhi looked at her, and finally found a clean cup that he hadn't finished drinking, and poured it in.

Very little, at most a bite.

He curled his fingers and pushed the cup in front of her.

"If the teacher doesn't dislike it, you can try it."

As if to reassure her, he poured only a small sip.

And, too, he drank.

She seemed more reassured.

You can let your guard down.

As a result, Jiang Cha Cha stared at the cup in his hand with his eyes open for several seconds.

In the end, it is still authentic.

"Don't drink it."

Wen Huaizhi:.

Nothing has been so depressed for him.

Even though his throat was so dry that it was about to smoke, Jiang Cha still insisted on not touching a drop of water.

Then he was pulled and continued to speak English to him.

She didn't notice that his face had become ugly and gloomy.

Finally, when I got tired of talking, I stopped to rest.

Ginger Chacha couldn't stand it this time, so he poured a cup and drank it.

Then her eyes fell on the afternoon tea cake.

She picked up a piece of red velvet cake and began to eat.

Wen Huaizhi also put down the pen in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were gloomy, and his temples were also a little painful.

It can be annoying.

Maybe it's because of the fierce cocktail just now, the alcohol starts to rise, the unbearable heat begins to spread under the black shirt, and the heart begins to get stuffy, a little breathless.

His throat rolled.

So his slender fingers slowly unbuttoned the top two buttons.

Not only is the alcohol uncomfortable, but the most important thing for him is annoyance.

Annoyed that the woman in front of her doesn't fall into the trap.

He looked at her in silence again.

She was happily eating the cake, forking it with a fork and taking small bites, and then slowly putting it into her mouth, and after swallowing it into her stomach, innocent joy appeared in her eyes.

She ate like a little hamster, and she didn't notice a little white cream on her cheeks.

She's actually, kind of stupidly cute.

Wen Huaizhi's eyes sank.

He glanced.

His eyes were not lustful, looking at the way she was eating, at her white and small soft hair, and then at her long legs under the desk.

At last he withdrew his gaze, and when he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, no one could see what he was thinking.

Since she couldn't be tempted to tell the truth this time......

Then wait for next time. He thought.

There is a lot of time.

There are countless ways he can make the woman in front of him show his feet.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, you can know it at a glance.

In fact, he already had a roughly formed speculation in his mind.

As soon as I think of this.

The face that rarely fluctuated sank visibly, and the eyebrows were twisted.

He opened his eyes expressionlessly.

…… A little disgusted.

When he thought about it, he felt that he would not be able to sleep in bed in the middle of the night, and he would have a myocardial infarction.

His complexion grew more and more ugly.

Forget it, let's try it another day.

As a result, he would never have imagined that a ridiculous accident would suddenly occur next.

Jiang Cha Cha is happily eating cake.

She never imagined that this cake would be so delicious!

Although this piece was cut very thickly, after eating it in her stomach and eating some other snacks, she was actually a little full.

However, she couldn't help but look at his untouched piece of red velvet cake.

She pointed with her little finger, madly hinting at him.

Seeing that he had a calm face, he was not in a good mood.

She pinned a strand of broken hair on her sideburns behind her ear, and seduced him with beauty, and her voice was soft and soft, "Xiaohuai, are you hungry?" ”

Seeing that he didn't want to deal with it.

She tilted her head cheekily and smiled, "Can I eat your piece of cake?" ”

Wen Huaizhi: ......

The thought that she hadn't drunk the water, but had drunk it all herself, and now he was uncomfortable, he was annoyed.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, and he didn't have the patience to talk to her, but his jaw moved slightly, which was considered to be agreeable.

A sigh of depression formed between his brows.

Jiang Chacha didn't find out, and when she saw that he agreed, she was reincarnated like a starving ghost, reached out and took the cake, picked up the fork and began to eat.

In the end, she was overwhelmed.

Eating too much.

And in this world, there is a kind of people.

I have a disease.

- That's eating sickness.

When Wen Huaizhi was so annoyed that he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, he didn't want to pay attention to it, but he saw a bang in front of him, and even the desk shook a few times.

He opened his eyes.

I saw that the girl in front of me had turned her head upside down and fell asleep on the desk.

I didn't expect that this would be the case.

Wen Huaizhi was silent.

The room was quiet for a moment.

He spoke, his voice warm.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

No one paid attention.

was already slightly drunk and tired, and when he saw such a scene and saw that she was unconscious, he had to reach out and touch her arm.

"Teacher?"

This time he got closer, and he heard her answer to his ...... The sound of shallow breathing.

Is she asleep?

Still sleeping to death?

And he tried to trick her into getting drunk and telling the truth, and she also bothered to avoid falling into his trap, and in the end, she fell asleep herself?

The light in Wen Huaizhi's eyes was very dim, like a cloud surging in the sky at this time.

The sleeping girl was completely unconscious, and she rested on her arms and slept peacefully.

As if anyone could do anything to her at the moment.

She was wearing a pure white long dress, with a small flying sleeve design on her upper body, her exposed arms were on the table like this, her limbs were slender, with long black straight, I just felt that she was lustful and well-behaved.

Under the volatilization of alcohol, a different color appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

He got up and walked over to her.

She slept on her side, half of her face resting on her arms and the other half exposed, though most of it was obscured by her black hair.

He used his fingers to remove the dark clouds of fragrance from her face.

Unlike the hot and ambiguous of his fingers, when he calmed down without smiling, his eyes were as cold as night, sober and clear.

Her glasses are still on her face.

Wen Huaizhi stood there for a long time, and his gaze became more and more complex and deep.

He reached out and was about to use his fingers to remove the glasses from her face.

"Hmm......" The sleeping girl suddenly let out a sigh, which was as soft as a cat's claw scratching her heart.

She frowned and changed several lying positions, but she didn't seem to be able to sleep comfortably.

Growing dissatisfied, she turned her head again.

Finally, she frowned impatiently, and finally reached out and pulled the hair off her head.

This time she was finally comfortable, let out a chirping sound, and then smiled contentedly and fell asleep.

And this long black straight wig fell exactly at his feet.

The atmosphere in the room instantly entered an eerie suffocation.

By the window, the honorable man stood for a long time in the hazy skylight, and finally he moved, bent down, and picked up the wig at his feet.

(End of chapter)