On the day we broke up, Mr. Chi was very hungry

She raised her eyes and smiled.

His eyebrows are curved and his smile is full of smiles.

He looked at the man with a smile, pinching her mandible with his hand, and making her drink alcohol himself, with coldness and fierceness in his eyes, beautiful facial features, and extraordinary temperament.

His eyes were gleaming, and the scenes in his eyes were a little gentle, and the past was gone:

Eight years ago, she once had a drinking competition with a client. She drank several times more than usual. The excess caused stomach cramps and made her roll in pain.

He picked her up and rushed to the hospital, worry and anxiety, as well as fear and fear, filling his dark eyes.

With heartache, he leaned against her lips and said in a deep voice, "From now on, you are not allowed to drink without my permission..."

Her stomach ached with throbbing pain. She lay in his arms and it hurt to breathe. However, she could clearly feel his strong arms holding her trembling, and his body was also shaking slightly.

With her eyes dim, she looked at the deep mist-like mist in his eyes. At that time, a warm current flowed through her stomach, which was in severe pain and seemed to be torn apart.

She was touched, and it turned out that he was worried about her.

Later, he really didn't allow her to drink more.

No matter how difficult a customer he met, after three drinks at most, he would take the glass from her hand without saying a word and swallow it down his throat.

He cuts first and then tells the story. He is strong and domineering and says to the customer: "I drank her wine for her."

He couldn't refuse, and his domineering way of blocking her drink made her even more touched and admired for him.

But who would have thought that the man who used to hold her back from drinking would be ruthless enough to drink from her himself eight years later!

She poured it down so hard that not a drop was left, as if she wanted to stuff the entire wine glass into her mouth.

Chi Yuhan's behavior shocked the audience present. Those handsome men with their own characteristics, after being shocked, looked at Chi Yuhan with doubts in their eyes.

"Drink." He coldly released his grip on her chin, took a whole bottle of Remy Martin XO, stuffed it into Lan Xun's arms, and spoke coldly, "Drink it."

"...Sorry, Mr. Chi, it's too much." This bottle weighs 6 pounds at least. How can I finish it?

Lan Xun shook her head gently. She crossed her fingers and wiped the liquid from the corners of her mouth and chin in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

He glanced around her, staring at the unwiped wine stains on the corners of her lips. The ends of his eyes were red, and he asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Is it much?"

Lan Xun didn't reply, but looked at him with a layer of mist in his eyes.

In front of him, for the first time, I realized that she was such an undignified and dishonorable existence.

It turned out that the worries he had about her before were purely due to work needs. All the abnormalities today all hinted that he no longer needed her.

The tenderness and worry once felt were nothing but a cloud of smoke.

Chi Yuhan avoided her misty eyes, his long black eyelashes were slightly furrowed, concealing the cold light in his deep eyes, and he sneered coldly, "Is that too much?"

One hand was still holding the empty glass that was pouring wine down her throat. She tightened her fingers and made a colder decision in her cold heart.

He picked up a bottle of gin and stuffed it at her, followed by countless bottles of whiskey, vodka, etc., all stuffed into her arms, "Now, is there much?"

If she was really asked to drink all this wine, she would die!

He really hopes that she will drink to death?

Lan Xun's eyes were misty and his lips were trembling slightly, "This is too much..."

She was lying softly on the back of the sofa, her arms bent and wrapped around her chest, holding countless unopened wine bottles. She was about to be overwhelmed by the bottles, and her breathing gradually became difficult.

"Mr. Chi doesn't know how to pity women and cherish jade..." Xiao Shaobailang beside him said with a smile, and reached out to pick up a bottle of wine from Lan Xun's arms, "Let me drink this."

Li Chengyang joined in righteously: "Everyone who sees it will have a share."

Xu Zizhou also joined in enthusiastically: "Count me in."

Lu Yu on the side reached over and silently picked out one of the countless wine bottles piled on her chest, then picked out another bottle and placed it gently on the table.

His eyes are gentle and benevolent.

Lan Xun's chest was weighed down by a pile of wine bottles, making it difficult to breathe. But as he moved gently, picking out the bottles one by one, the weight also lightened little by little.

When he picked up the last bottle of wine, she suddenly felt cool and relaxed, and she let out a long breath.

As for the silk scarf tied around his neck, because he accidentally hooked his fingers while picking up the bottle, the bow suddenly came loose, revealing obvious red marks that made his skin whiter.

Lu Yu took a closer look and was slightly startled. Adults knew that those were the hickeys left on a woman's neck when a man was wild and rough in the heat of passion!

Several men in the box seemed to have discovered the miracle, and they all looked at the suspicious and irregular strawberry marks on Lan Xun's snow-white neck and throat.

No one spoke.

Lu Yu took the soft silk scarf that was taken away by his fingers and clamped on the last wine bottle, gently pulled it out and handed it to Lan Xun.

His eyes were gentle and kind, and he pursed his lips lightly. He didn't say anything, but it seemed like he had said everything.

Perhaps it was his gentle eyes that inexplicably made people feel warm in their hearts. Lan Xun's cheeks warmed up and he took the silk scarf that Chi Yuhan drank from, and the wine dripped down his chin.

Wrapping it around his neck, he quickly and easily tied a softer bow with a drapey feel.

Chi Yu coldly watched all this, poured some wine into the empty glass in his hand, raised his neck, and drank it all in one gulp. His eyes were wet and red as his throat surged.

Lu Yu sat next to him, lit a cigarette, and while smoking, looked at Lan Xun across from him. Amidst the blur of smoke, his amber pupils were bright and clear.

He flicked off the ashes of his cigarette and advised the man next to him, who was pouring himself a drink, in a gentle voice, "Mr. Chi, you may be in a bad mood tonight, and we all understand. But the joy of drinking depends on one's own will. You cannot force someone to drink. Pick."

Holding a cigarette between his fingers, he asked with concern: "What troubles have you encountered recently? Are you so upset?"

Chi Yuhan drank wine without saying a word, enjoying the pleasure of drinking alone.

"Perhaps there is too much pressure?" Xu Zizhou pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose habitually and joked, "Brother Han, you are going to be the groom's official soon. As the successor of the Chi Group, are you also worried about the bride price? ?”

"I suddenly have a question to ask?" Li Chengyang blinked his bright eyes, used the smart brain of the police to handle the case, and thought for a moment, "Mr. Chi, do you know Lan Xun?"

"We are all old acquaintances. I borrowed Lan Xun from him." Xiao Shaobai chewed a cigarette and said without any secret, "Can I not be familiar with the employees of his company?"

Chi Yuhan raised his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes scanned the people in the room. Then he stared at Lan Xun's red and white face and uttered a few words indifferently, "There are too many people in the company, and I don't know them well..."

He said he wasn't familiar with it, and those men were having fun. "I'm not familiar with it. Did you force her to drink just now?"

"Are you really not familiar with her? Your company has hidden a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a fairy. It is a pity that she was not discovered."

"If she didn't have a boyfriend, I would pursue him."

Xiao Shaobai was so anxious that he choked on his cigarette and shouted: "What are you chasing? Lan Xun is mine."