Cheng Zhihuan didn't seem to notice this, holding a wine glass in his hand, his eyes were shining, and his voice was surprisingly soft.

"Why don't you drink it?"

When Gu Xingjing heard this, he seemed to have reacted to something, leaned forward slightly, and picked up the wine glass on the table.

handed it to his mouth, but he didn't rush to drink it, but said loudly: "Why did you suddenly think of drinking?" ”

"It's a waste of wine to put here." Cheng Zhihuan chuckled, and the slightly raised tails of his eyes revealed a bewildering confusion.

As she spoke, she took another sip, but still didn't swallow the wine, only stained it to her lips, making them more and more moisturized.

Gu Xingjing stared at Cheng Zhihuan's lips, his throat moved slightly, and he drank the wine in his hand.

Then he stood up, walked to Cheng Zhihuan and sat down, snatched the cup in her hand, and held it in his hand.

"Don't drink it."

His voice was deep and sexy.

"You're not in good health, don't drink."

Cheng Zhihuan raised his eyes to look at Gu Xingjing, and his figure was reflected in his extremely beautiful eyes.

Only his figure.

So clear.

Gu Xingjing's heart trembled violently, and an unprecedented tremor rose from his heart, making his hand holding the wine glass tighten slightly.

"Stop the fun."

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, as if these two words were coming out of the depths of the throat with difficulty, and it contained a little hoarseness.

"Don't look at me like that."

He bowed his head like a defeated dog, pitifully offering his loyalty to his victors.

Or perhaps, only by keeping his head down can he hide the possessiveness that suddenly rose in the heart of the vicious dog.

He was so ridiculous that he wanted to take the victorious man for himself.

"Don't."

Gu Xingjing repeated this word in a low voice, and even his voice trembled imperceptibly.

Cheng Zhihuan's long eyelashes trembled, and he tilted his head slightly, revealing a trace of doubt.

What did she think of him? Wasn't she just curious about how much he could drink?

I really didn't look at him with any malice.

Men are weird.

But since he said so, Cheng Zhihuan also retracted his gaze.

"Just don't look at you."

She snorted lightly, "There's still half a bottle of that wine, do you want to drink it?" ”

"By the way, are you drinking well?"

Gu Xingjing clenched the wine glass in his hand, lowered his eyes, his gaze stayed on a certain place in the wine glass, and he chuckled.

"If you drink from this glass."

"I'm not drunk in a thousand cups."

As he spoke, he brought the rim of the glass to his lips and drank the contents of the wine in one gulp.

At the end, I licked the rim of the cup, and there seemed to be a faint sweetness left on it.

That's the sweetness left over from his little girl.

Let him indulge, and let him fall.

He picked up the bottle on the table and poured another glass into it.

Cheng Zhihuan watched his movements, thinking that he thought that this cup was too small, so he would not get drunk in a thousand cups, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Gu Xingjing's amount of wine was really good.

She got drunk with one drink, let alone two.

Of course, the most important thing is that she can't drink.

But she was greedy.

Cheng Zhihuan licked her lips lightly, and the wine that was stained to her lips was rolled into her mouth, and a faint wine intent spread between her lips and teeth.

It's fragrant.

It's a pity that she can't drink more, so she can only lick the wine on her lips.

But it's the same with Gu Xingjing.

So Cheng Zhihuan held his little face like that, watching Gu Xingjing drink the half bottle of wine cup after cup.

The wine in the room was even stronger, and I didn't know what kind of wine Zhang Sheng bought, this wine was very strong and surprisingly fragrant.

Cheng Zhihuan took a deep breath, and a faint expression of enjoyment appeared between his eyebrows.

If her body allows, she's supposed to be a little drunkard.

Cheng Zhihuan thought in his heart, and the smile on his face became more and more real.

That touch of truth fell into Gu Xingjing's eyes, like some kind of addictive poison, although he knew that it was addictive, he couldn't refuse, no, he would even take the initiative to accept it.

The wine was intoxicating, which slowed down his thinking a little, and there was only Cheng Zhihuan's real smile and smiling eyes in his eyes.

He leaned over, wrapped his big hand around her thin waist, and gently pulled her into his arms.

"Stop the fun."

He lowered his head, lips close to the base of her ear.

The heat breath sprayed the roots of the ears with a touch of crimson.

"I seem to be a little drunk."

Cheng Zhihuan: ???

Doesn't it say that a thousand cups are not poured?

is as proud as Gu Xingjing, and he can even say big things!

"Aren't you drunk for a thousand cups?" Cheng Zhihuan poked his heart, with a little teasing, "It's a big talk, Gu Ye~"

The last two words, with a bit of casual ridicule, made Gu Xingjing's heart tremble.

"Hmm." His eyelashes twitched, "I'm talking big." ”

His voice lowered, "In front of you, I seem to be drunk as soon as I get drunk." ”

Not drunk, but drunk.

Just looking at the incomparably real smile on her face, his heart softened, and even his proud reason seemed to be suppressed by some unknown emotion, which could no longer guide him to think.

He had underestimated her influence on him.

Gu Xingjing laughed lowly, laughing so much that his entire chest was shaking, and Cheng Zhihuan's fingertips were a little numb.

"Laughing at what?" She asked.

Gu Xingjing buried his head in her neck and let out a dull "nothing".

Cheng Zhihuan let him hold him until his warm lips touched her skin.

The heat instantly spread from her neck and spread throughout her limbs.

Holding her body was so hot, through the thin clothes, he transmitted the temperature to her.

For no reason, her body seemed to start to get hot.

Cheng Zhihuan's long eyelashes trembled rapidly, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling rose from the bottom of her heart, she suddenly grabbed the clothes on Gu Xingjing's chest, her fingertips were tense, and she was faintly white.

"Xingjing."

She screamed, and even her voice seemed to reveal a weakness.

"I ......"

Her pupils slowly dilated, and the heat seemed to be turning over the river and the sea in her body, stirring up unrest.

Gu Xingjing hugged her tighter, and let out a low and sexy voice from deep in his throat.

"Huh?"

Has his little boy enlightened?

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he kissed her white neck, leaving a faint red mark on it.

Before he could look up, the hand that grabbed the clothes on his chest slowly drooped weakly.

Gu Xingjing's pupils shrank suddenly.

He looked up suddenly, and saw that the person who had been fine just now had fainted for some reason, and his face had become unusually pale.

"Stop the fun!" He didn't care about anything, picked up Cheng Zhihuan and ran out.

In the next room, Zhang Sheng was sleeping soundly, and he was dreaming when he heard a quick knock on the door.

"Bang bang bang!"

No, that can't be called a knock on the door anymore, it's just a knock on the door.

Zhang Sheng woke up all of a sudden.

"Who?" As he spoke, he walked briskly to the door and opened it.

At the door was Gu Xingjing, who was holding Cheng Zhihuan.

He had never seen Gu Xingjing have such a flustered and desperate expression.