The waiter comes in with a tray and puts two glasses of wine in front of Mo Yongheng and Zheng Yan.

Then he put down the bottle: "if you have no other orders, I will go out first."

"It's OK. It's OK. Go out!" Zheng Yan's eyes brightened when she saw the wine coming up.

And then hold the glass to see ink forever.

"Let's have a drink first?"

“……”

Mo Yongheng looks at her eyes shining, and her black eyes flicker slightly.

When she found out that she was eating with herself, she seemed to be very happy, and couldn't help but follow her.

Reach for the wine in front of you, touch her, and don't forget to tell her, "drink less, girls drink too much wine is not good."

"Well, I'll have a drink." Then watch you drink.

Zheng Yan silently added the second half of the sentence in her heart.

Drink a special cocktail, squint your eyes and eat fish happily.

But ink eternal, put down the glass, suddenly there is no action.

He sat across from her again and watched her eat.

"What happened to you?"

No one, like him, has been staring at others when eating. Anyone with a bad heart will be staring at a heart attack.

"It's nothing. The wine is a little strong. Take it slow and eat it again. It's you. I can't see that you have such a good amount of wine. You've had half a cup at a draught." Mo said, and his eyes fell on the glass in front of her.

Zheng Yan's heart was thumping. She quickly put her glass in her hand and covered it tightly.

Next second, I feel like I'm trying to cover it up. Let go.

He reached for his long hair hanging from his face, hung it behind his ears, and smiled awkwardly.

"I'm just as good at drinking. I'm happy today, so drink more. Anyway, it's all my own people. If you're drunk, you can send me back. I'm not afraid!"

Zheng Yan said, and then took up the glass again to respect Mo forever.

Mo Yongheng just said that it was so strong that even if he took a drink, he had to slow down.

If you drink up one glass at a time, it's going to fall!

"Don't worry. Have some fish first."

Mo Yongheng takes a look at the glass she put together. Her black eyes are calm and expressionless.

Instead of drinking with her, she picked up chopsticks and began to eat fish.

Zheng Yan can't make a toast, so she goes back to her seat.

When she saw him eating fish, she followed him.

A big dish of fish, three or two times, was eaten by the two of them.

Eating too fast, both of them are sweating.

When we ate too much fish, we were all a little thirsty. Almost coincidentally, we held up the wine glass at hand.

Mo Yongheng just took a sip, but Zheng Yan couldn't help it. She drank it all at one breath!

When she put down the empty cup, she didn't realize what was wrong, until she found that the person opposite was staring at her directly Cup in hand.

Zheng Yan: "..."

It's a really bad play.

Mo Yongheng used to be like a mug gourd. He couldn't say a word with a stick.

Even though he doesn't speak now, his eyes can give people goose bumps. He always feels that no matter how well you cover up, he has seen through.

"I'm thirsty because I eat too much fish Why don't you drink? How long have you been wearing a glass of wine? Or I'll pour another glass and drink with you! "

Zheng Yan's way is full of pride.

Did not give Mo eternal reaction opportunity, he carried the wine bottle and poured a full cup into his own cup.

Then lift it up.

"Come, ink forever, I respect you!"