Chapter 66

Mingke takes the wine bottle and pours it on Tang Feifei. When he wants to fill up Beiming night, Beiming night pinches the cup, and his thin lips remind him: "if you want to serve me, how can you not understand this common sense? The wine in my glass is not the same as that in her

Mingke was stunned. She quickly put down the wine bottle in her hand and saw that there was still a bottle of wine in the corner of the bar. She picked it up, walked to him and looked up at him. She didn't see any objection from him, so she pulled out the cork and filled it with wine.

Just put down the wine bottle, and heard the northern night said: "give me a cigarette."

Ming knows where his cigar is. It's in a drawer under the wine shelf.

Take out the wooden box, take out a cigar from the inside and pass it to his lips. After he has it, she lights up the lighter and lights it for him.

Beiming night took a breath, thin lips moved, and the smoke spread quickly. The enchanting appearance really made it difficult to move away. Just like Tang Feifei now, when he looked at him, his whole heart and eyes were drunk, and he became a lot of brilliant peach blossom.

"You look good smoking." She picked up her glass again, tasted it with her graceful and charming action, and then looked at him with a smile: "you are the most beautiful man I have ever seen."

"Do you think it's useful for men to look good?" Unexpectedly, Beiming night didn't care for her at all. She hummed coldly, but with a hook on her long arm, she caught Mingke who was just about to escape: "what's the rush to do?"

"I'm going back to reading." Mingke gives him a push. He has already poured wine for them. What else do you want her to do here?

In fact, she can't drink, and it's useless to stay.

"I saw her face flushed with wine just now, and suddenly I wanted to see what you look like after drinking." Beiming night does not hide his interest in her, grabs the wine cup to her lips.

Mingke was startled by him and ran away from him.

But he extended his long arm, blocked her way, and blocked her between his arm and the bar: "you can try to escape, and I will let you know the consequences of disobeying me later."

"Coco, don't be self willed. I'll let you drink at night. You can drink it quickly." Unwilling to be left out, Tang Feifei stares at her immediately, and her words are not happy. It looks like the two people are united to bully her.

Mingke frowned and hesitated for a moment. Finally, he let reason suppress his anger and took two mouthfuls of wine.

Red wine, which she had never drunk before, was the only one she had drunk twice, which was forced to swallow by the northern night. After two mouthfuls, the two eyebrows wrinkled more tightly.

"Drink up." The deep voice of the northern night sounded from above.

Mingke took a deep breath, bit his lip, and poured the wine into the cup. He poured it too fast. When he finished, the wine went up and coughed.

Beiming night grabbed her cup and put it down. Her big palm fell on her back and patted her gently: "if you are so careless, you can even choke on drinking."

Mingke was startled and immediately subconsciously wanted to push it away.

"I told you to drink with me? Where do you want to go? " She pushed, and he grabbed her back with a big hand.

Name can sound with a bit uneasy: "I don't go, you let me go."

Tom Feifei is still here. Is he going to bully her in front of others? I don't know why, she always felt that this abnormal man must be able to do this kind of thing.

Last time, she had the courage to bump into the corner of the table. This time, she knew she would not dare. In order not to let him get angry again, she had to obey.

"I really won't go." She gave him another push and whispered.

Beiming night finally let her go, but the long arm still fell on her waist.

"Pour the wine." He said.

Mingke poured another full cup and handed it to him.

The night of the northern underworld sent the cigar to his lips and took a deep breath: "drink it yourself, I want to see you drunk."

"I have to go to school tomorrow." She didn't mean to fight, but she knew that if she was drunk, it would affect her going to school tomorrow.

This man never cares about others, only cares about his own happiness. He wants to see her drunk, but he doesn't know how much she has to pay to satisfy him.

"Try another drink." The voice of the northern night seems to soften down, but I still don't want to let her go.

Mingke couldn't help it. He picked up the glass and took a sip. Finally, he drank a full glass of wine into his stomach.

After drinking two glasses of wine, one face was red with wine, and even his steps began to be a little unsteady. His eyes were watery and full of sadness.

Beiming night had seen her confused. At this time, her eyes were already telling him that she had drunk almost, but it seemed that she was still a little bit short.

This time, he took the initiative to grab the bottle, poured it into the glass, and looked at her with drooping eyes: "after drinking this glass, I'll let you go back."

Mingke was still a little sober, not completely drunk. After hearing what he said, he finally found some hope in his heart. He grabbed the cup, took two deep breaths, and continued to drink.But this glass of wine has not been completely drunk, only half of it, she can't drink any more. As soon as the glass is pushed, she looks up at him, and her small face is wrinkled together. She can't help but complain and say, "I really can't drink any more."

"I'll let you go back to sleep when you're finished." His voice became softer, looking at her drunken appearance, feeling inexplicably good.

Mingke is still a little hesitant. His head is completely dizzy. He can't read when he goes back. Now he just wants to escape from here and doesn't want to see this man again.

She took another two deep breaths, calmed down her shortness of breath, and then held the glass again. With great difficulty, she slowly poured the half glass of wine into her stomach.

Finally, when the glass was empty, she pushed it and looked up at him. As she was about to speak, her legs suddenly softened and she almost knelt down beside him.

Fortunately, there seems to have been a prophet in the northern night. His long arm fell on her waist, and he immediately took her back when she fell down.

"Do you want to sleep?" He asked.

She nodded vaguely. She really wanted to go back to sleep. She was tossed like that tonight. Now she has drunk again, and she has no strength at all.

"Well, I'll go back to bed with you." He came down from the high stool, picked her up and was about to go upstairs.

Tang Feifei, who has been ignored, finally can't help holding his arm and letting his soft body stick to him: "at night, I'm a little drunk. Why don't you go back to sleep with me?"