Qin Zheng drank two glasses of red wine, and when he spoke, there was a sour and sweet taste in his mouth. He put his hand on Suk's shoulder and looked at Suk with a rosy face and a smile in his mouth.

There was a twinkle in his eyes, even a special blink, which made Suk even more tactful. How long has he not been so passive? It seems that only when he first entered fangfeiyi people, such scenes often appear.

I didn't expect that when this happened again, the person next to her turned out to be Qin Zheng, who had always been elegant and dignified. Before, she had never joined Luo Feiyan and Du wan to tease herself, and her heart beat faster.

The heart beats faster, the breathing becomes faster, and the blood circulation also becomes faster. In this way, the alcohol content of the beer that has just been drunk will quickly enter into the four limbs of the body with the blood, dry mouth and fever.

Faced with Qin Zheng's question, Suk didn't know how to answer, so he could only grin and smirk in response. He didn't even dare to face Qin Zheng's hot eyes and quickly lowered his head.

However, Qin Zheng did not return to the seat next to Suk, instead, she changed her tableware and wine cups.

To tell you the truth, Cantonese cuisine has a good taste with a wide range of ingredients. The dishes are fresh, tender and smooth with southern flavor, light in summer and autumn, and rich in winter and spring. Moreover, all the chefs invited by this purple bamboo garden are professional special chefs. Otherwise, it would not be a perfect place for those rich people to get together and manage relationships.

But Suk, now there is no way to calm down to taste the taste, although Qin Zheng has sat up straight body, but also can't stand her drinking like water!

If you can deal with it easily by drinking a bottle of beer, drinking two bottles of beer is a little bit superior, but now you have unconsciously drunk four bottles of beer, and Qin Zheng has drunk all the red wine in the bottle, and has begun to drink beer with Suk. [

"I still have many friends in Weihai. I think it's really good to be with you! Come on! Have a drink Qin Zheng has already lifted the wine bottle and blown it directly. It's a little disobedient for an elegant woman. But now Suk's head is a little dizzy, so she lifted the wine cup mechanically.

"Meet you in the vast sea of people, do you think it's fate?" Qin Zheng has the posture of raising a glass to invite Mingyue. Obviously, she is a little drunk. Her eyes are blurred, her cheeks become red, and even her pink lips become dazzling.

"Well, it's fate!" Suk nodded frequently.

"Good! For the sake of fate, drink this cup! " Qin Zheng raised the wine bottle again. In such a state, his head was a little dizzy, but his mood became very happy. He raised his glass and drank it without vomiting.

It seems that these two people are like this now. Suk feels that he has exceeded the limit. If he was normal, he would never have thought that he could drink so much.

After drinking this cup, Qin Zheng moved her chair again, closer to Suk. It seemed that because of dizziness, she naturally leaned on Suk: "Suk, can you sing that song" Bon Voyage "

"Well? The song that thunderbolt tiger sang Suk raised his hand to Qin Zheng's shoulder subconsciously, and didn't feel the slightest discomfort, as if he should.

"That's it. Sing it to me!" Qin Zheng closed her eyes slightly, rubbed against Suk's arms and found a comfortable posture. At this time, alcohol had already begun to play its due role, and the whole person seemed to be soft.

"Maybe it's not very good!" Suk leaned back in his chair and began to think about the tune and lyrics of the song.

"It's OK, I just want to listen to your version!" Qin Zheng's arms are around Suk's waist and his head is close to his chest. He can even hear Suk's powerful heartbeat. This feeling is very steady.

"One day I know you are going, we don't say a word. When the midnight bell knocks on my parting heart, but I can't open my deep silence, which day I will send you to the end"

maybe alcohol makes Suk paralyze his consciousness and sing naturally. His voice is low and even a little hoarse after drinking some wine. It's just because of this voice that makes Suk feel lonely The song of parting is full of melancholy.

I don't know when Qin Zheng began to sing with Suk, but her voice was so small that she didn't even notice Suk. Until the end of the song, Suk still had a little bit of lingering feeling. After eating and drinking, she finally went to KTV to sing and get rid of the wine. This arrangement is perfect.

"Sister Qin Zheng, how about we go singing?" Suk subconsciously looks down at Qin Zheng in his arms. Hearing Suk's words, Qin Zheng slowly raises her head.

Although Suk couldn't see clearly because of drinking, the corners of Qin Zheng's eyes were sparkling: "Er, I can't sing so bad, can I? Are you crying? " Suk felt depressed, but as soon as he began to speak, he felt that Qin Zheng had suddenly moved. [

Qin Zheng looks up at Suk and nestles in his arms, warm and steady, full of a sense of security. At the moment of falling, the whole person pulls away from Suk's arms, then stands up, raises his legs, and directly sits face to face on Suk's thigh.Before Suk knew what was going on, Qin Zheng held Suk's side face in her hands and dived directly. Her fiery lips fell on Suk's mouth precisely. Frantic kisses and warm kisses came one after another.

The sour and sweet red wine, with the fire and tenderness of Qin Zheng, rushes in Suk's mouth. This kind of taste is like drilling into his brain with a drill. He is dizzy and full of blood. If he can sit in such a state, Suk can be renamed Liu Xiahui.

Suk doesn't know why things have come to this point, and now he doesn't have a chance to think about it. He can still feel the kind of tight skin just by touching Qin Zheng's waist with his hands and even through the cashmere sweater.

The mountain peaks created by two groups of rourourou are constantly sweeping up and down with the action of Qin Zheng. The feeling that they are closely attached to each other can directly make a person crazy and confused.

Two hearts, moving with the same frequency, the sparks from friction burning two people's bodies, and gradually formed an impulse, and this impulse is still growing, more and more intense, that is release!

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