While talking, Zhao Sixue shouted to the waiter, reached for two glasses of champagne, and handed one of them to Zhao Siqing.
Zhao Siqing reached for it, but did not move.
It has to be said that actually Zhao Sixue is very clever. Talking with her distracts her attention and hands her a glass of champagne naturally.
But even so, for a doctor majoring in psychology, her movements still have many flaws.
When she reached for the champagne, she glanced at the waiter casually, as if to confirm something.
Then two glasses of champagne, she took the first one far from her right hand and handed it to herself.
But according to people's habits, they tend to take things closer to themselves.
Only when the closer things are removed, and there is less obstruction and obstacle, will it be more convenient to take the farther things.
Obviously, this order is reversed in Zhao Sixue.
"Are you thinking of marrying into the Huo family?" When Zhao Sixue saw that Zhao Siqing didn't respond, she seemed to open her mouth inadvertently.
Zhao Siqing smiled and said in a warm voice, "I don't have this plan for the time being."
After that, Zhao Siqing holds up his glass and delivers it to his lips.
It's just that I haven't waited to have a drink. It's like thinking of something. I put the glass down again: "are you interested in Huo Jingchen?"
Zhao Sixue's eyes were drawn back from the glass in her hand and smiled: "there are several women in the whole coastal area who don't want to marry Huo Jingchen."
Zhao Siqing didn't make a sound. He shook his glass gently. He didn't know Huo Jingchen was so popular.
Zhao Sixue saw her raise her glass several times, but she didn't drink it in, so she was a little anxious.
Zhao Siqing looked at her reaction in the eyes, not anxious, and looked at her lips and said, "your lipstick seems to rub against your teeth."
Zhao Sixue froze for a few seconds, put the wine cup in his hand on the table aside, turned out a small mirror from the bag, and took a picture with his back in the direction of the crowd.
Zhao Siqing looked at her with a crooked lip. The movement on his hand was very fast, and he changed his wine cup with her neatly.
There was a little lipstick on the teeth, which was not obvious. Zhao Sixue dealt with it without much doubt.
She picked up her glass again and continued to talk with Zhao Siqing on the topic of Huo Jingchen.
Zhao Siqing had a few simple social activities, and finally sent the wine cup to his lips and drank a lot.
See, Zhao Sixue slightly relieved, but also raised the glass to drink a lot, the bottom of the eye is always difficult to cover up.
Li Feihuan, who has been watching the drama in the corner, saw Zhao Siqing's low action to change his glass, and felt that he despised the woman more and more.
Tut, the mother and daughter of the yuan family don't know what to do, but it's certain that there will be a good play to watch next.
Li Fei happily watched the play, while Li Fei Yuan shuttled through the huge conference hall, looking for dessert to fill his stomach.
Shortly after drinking, Zhao Sixue's eyes fell behind Zhao Siqing: "Dad seems to be calling you to go."
As soon as Zhao Siqing turned around, a waiter with a drink ran into him.
Red wine and champagne were scattered in a moment, making a crisp sound.
And Zhao Siqing's lotus root pink yarn skirt is also inevitably stained with a large purple red liquid.
"What's the matter with you? What are you thinking on such an important occasion? " Before Zhao Siqing could speak, Zhao Sixue took the lead.
Jiang Xueqing on one side heard the news and frowned. "What's the matter with you?"
After looking up and down, she looked at the waiter and said in a deep voice, "don't hurry to clean up!"