I Secretly Got Married To a Super Boss

Chapter 2890 I just want to make you drunk

Qiao Anxin took the wine and drank it down in one gulp.

 Her drinking capacity is pretty good.

 But after two glasses of red wine, my head started to feel dizzy.

This is actually not normal.

 Because according to Qiao Anxin's normal drinking capacity, it was impossible for her to become drunk after just two glasses of red wine.

 Normally, she would have thought this was abnormal.

 But at this moment, Qiao Anxin didn't think much about it. She even wished she could get drunk quickly, because only when she was drunk would she not feel so disgusting.

"What do you think of this wine, Miss Jiang?" Mr. Lin saw a blush on her face and her eyes became a little blurry. He shook the wine in his hand and asked with a smile.

"It tastes good, it's a good wine." Qiao Anxin was already half tipsy. She looked at the wine glass in Mr. Lin's hand and said in a coquettish voice, "Mr. Lin didn't drink at all. Didn't he say he wanted to drink a toast? I've already drank it. Yes, Mr. Lin still has a sip of wine."

Mr. Lin did not answer her words. Instead, he took the red wine with a smile and poured half a glass of wine into her empty glass: "I just like to watch you drink. Come on, have another glass."

Qiao Anxin pretended to push it away: "Oh, my head is already a little dizzy. If I drink any more, I will get drunk."

"It's good to be drunk." Mr. Lin approached her with a smile, stretched out his hand to pull her into his arms, and put one hand tightly around her waist. His smile became greasy and vulgar, "If a woman is not drunk, a man has no chance. . Only a drunk woman looks so charming. Come on, I'll feed you this glass of wine. As long as you serve me comfortably tonight, I won't treat you badly."

As he spoke, Mr. Lin had already put the wine glass to Qiao Anxin's mouth.

 As the man came closer, his face looked even more greasy, especially when he was talking, the unpleasant smell from his mouth sprayed directly onto Qiao Anxin's face.

 Qiao Anxin raised her head and looked at the unappetizing man with a pig-headed head in front of her. Holding back her nausea, she stretched out her hand to push the man gently and complained flirtatiously: "Mr. Lin, you are so bad."

Mr. Lin laughed heartily: "If men are not bad, women will not love them. Come on, drink this glass of wine."

 Qiao Anxin did not doubt that Mr. Lin had other purposes. He opened his mouth and drank the wine in the cup one sip at a time.

But all the old men she has served have more or less some quirks.

It seems that Mr. Lin’s hobby is to get women drunk.

 Such a hobby is nothing to Qiao Anxin.

 At least not perverted.

 Another glass of red wine.

 Qiao Anxin was already five or six points drunk, and her eyes were becoming more and more blurred.

“Little beauty, are you drunk?” Mr. Lin reached out and patted her face.

Qiao Anxin looked at the person in front of her, and there was already a double image. She blinked, rubbed her forehead and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm so dizzy. Your red wine is stronger than the red wine I've drunk before. I just, I just drank a little, why am I drunk?"

"It's good to be drunk." Mr. Lin reached out and patted her face again, smiling meaningfully and said, "I just want you to get drunk. Of course, this wine is different from what you have drunk before. This is what I specially made for you. Good wine prepared.”

　　The staying power of this red wine comes on very quickly.

Just after Qiao Anxin drank it, she felt more and more dizzy and her consciousness became increasingly blurred.

 She couldn't even stand steady.

She felt that her body had become limp and she couldn't exert any strength.

 (End of this chapter)