In order to prevent Han Heng from making it bad, Shen Qingge first tentatively took a sip of the so-called juice, and unexpectedly found that the taste was not bad, sweet and sour, which was very in line with the girl's preferences.

It's just—

Shen Qingge raised his eyebrows and asked, "Senior brother, what is this juice made of, why do I feel that I haven't drunk it?" ”

Han Heng said lazily: "You haven't drunk too much." ”

Shen Qingge: "......"

Although Han Heng is right, why does it sound so inadequate?

She grinded her teeth, "I came from a small place, how can I have a senior brother who has seen a lot." ”

Han Heng said as a matter of course: "It's okay, you learn more from me, and you will understand more in the future." ”

Shen Qingge snorted, "Say you're fat and you're still panting-"

She was halfway through her sentence when she was interrupted by someone who came out of nowhere.

"Sister Shen!"

The man held a wine glass, sat next to Shen Qingge with a smile and said, "Sister Shen, congratulations on the completion." ”

Shen Qingge carefully identified the face, it looked familiar, but he couldn't remember what it was called for a while.

To be on the safe side, she replied, "Thank you." ”

The smile on the man's face widened, and he raised the wine glass in his hand and shook it at Shen Qingge, "Sister Shen, don't talk about the rest, I'll toast you." ”

Shen Qingge came up with a reason to prevaricate Han Heng, "I'm really sorry, I don't drink." ”

The man paused, and quickly regained his enthusiasm again, "It's okay, Sister Shen just knows my intentions, I'll do it." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Shen Qingge to stop him, the man drank it all in the cup and said with a smile: "Sister Shen, I wish you a better and better acting career." ”

Shen Qingge was stunned, there is still this kind of toast?

But—

Isn't it a little bad that others have finished drinking and she doesn't say anything?

At this moment, Shen Qingge inadvertently glanced at the juice on the table out of the corner of her eye, her eyes suddenly lit up, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one grabbed the juice, "Thank you very much, I really can't drink, I will use juice instead of wine, and I wish you a smooth career in the future." ”

The man hurriedly said, "Thank you, Sister Shen, I will rely on Sister Shen to take care of me in the future." ”

Shen Qingge smiled and said nothing, neither agreeing nor saying no.

That person is also a human spirit, and when he saw this situation, he immediately diverted the topic and chatted with Shen Qingge about the interesting things of the crew.

As soon as the conversation arrived, Shen Qingge felt a little dizzy, she rubbed the corners of her forehead, and thought: What's wrong? She didn't drink either, so why did she feel so dizzy?

It can't be because of the lack of oxygen in the private room, right?

That's not supposed to say that's the feeling, it should be......

Before Shen Qingge could finish thinking about it, he fell limply on the sofa.

As the man was talking about his rejoicing, he heard a pop, and the great living man in front of him fell.

The man blinked, completely unaware of the situation in front of him.

Not chatting? How did it fall.

Drunk?

But I didn't drink either.

At this time, the man suddenly woke up, realized that something was wrong, and was about to call the others over when he was stopped by Han Heng.

The man looked at Han Heng and said in a daze, "Han ...... Brother Han, Sister Shen, she ...... She ......"

Han Heng smiled at him, "It's okay, I should be drunk." ”

The man said, "But Sister Shen didn't drink." ”

Han Heng pointed to the empty juice glass on the table, "She drank it, the juice just now is actually wine." ”

The man was stunned, "No, Brother Han, I don't seem to understand, how do you say that juice is wine?" ”