Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

As soon as Jiang Xunwei left, Jiang Zheng followed.

She was worried that Li Rong and Cen Wei would say something wrong, and let Jiang Xunwei know that she had been in contact with the scumbag again during this time.

Fortunately, Jiang Xunwei's expression was fine, as if he knew something.

Geng An saw Jiang Zheng and Jiang Xunwei away, opened the door, and saw Li Rong gently rubbing the porcelain cup in a daze, with a lonely side face.

Geng An quickly looked at Cen Xiao, who gave him a wink.

Geng An understood: "Then I'll go back first, I have something to do at home."

Li Rong raised his eyes when he heard the voice, but before he could say anything, Geng An quickly slipped away.

Cen Wei looked at the unmoved tempura and sashimi on the table, and did not force Li Rong out of his depressed mood, but asked: "I ordered everything, eat as much as you want, it looks quite fresh .”

Li Rong also knows that he shouldn't indulge in negative emotions, but most of the time, people can't even control themselves.

He looked at the dishes on the table, took a deep breath suddenly, pressed Cen Xiao's arm, leaned his face closer, bent his eyes and said slyly: "Drinking?"

Cen Xiao remained calm, just looking into Li Rong's eyes.

Although Li Rong was smiling, the smile never reached his eyes.

He knew that after such a long time, a strong man like Li Rong had already accepted the death of his parents, but today was a bit special, Jiang Xunwei's defense of Jiang Zheng was really exciting.

Seeing that Cen Xiao didn't respond to him immediately, Li Rong was not dissatisfied, he lightly squeezed Cen Xiao's arm, and said slowly: "You are unfathomable, no one knows how much you drink, drink with me? "

Cen Wei's eyes were dark, as dark as his drinking capacity that no one knew about. He knew that Li Rong needed to vent, but he suppressed it for a long time, but he didn't even know what to do to vent, so he could only rely on this method.

Cen Ling pressed the button to call the waiter, and after a while, the waiter opened the door and came in, saying politely, "Sir, what do you need?"

Cen Wei said politely, "Two glasses of milk and two bottles of sake, thank you."

The waiter closed the door and went out to get ready.

Li Rong curled his lips in dissatisfaction, and leaned back against the wall behind him: "Why do you need milk?"

Cen Wei said seriously: "Don't drink the milk, don't think about me drinking with you."

Li Rongren couldn't help laughing, this kind of threat is actually quite weak, but it sounds heart-warming.

Cen Xiao knew that he had a bad stomach, but he also knew that he must drink, so he prepared remedies as much as possible in advance.

The waiter quickly brought two glasses of fresh milk and two porcelain bottles of sake: "We brought you the milk. This is sake. We also have fresh bamboo wine in our store. Would you like to try it?"

Li Rong never refused anyone who came, and before Cen Wei could refuse, he said generously: "Okay, okay, come up and have a taste."

Soon, the waiter brought another bundle of wine in a bamboo tube. The wine was indeed packed in a bamboo tube. The bamboo tube was yellow-green, with a layer of mist hanging on the outside.

It smells like bamboo, which is very distinctive, but Li Rong never expected that this tube would be so big.

Cen Wei knew just by sniffing that the alcohol in the bamboo tube was not low, so he handed over the glass of milk: "Drink it obediently."

Li Rong frowned and took the cup.

He actually doesn't like drinking milk, this kind of pure milk doesn't even taste sweet at all, but being stared at by Cen Xiao's burning eyes, he had no choice but to drink a small cup of milk.

My stomach felt full all of a sudden.

Cen Xiao was more straightforward than him, and drank the milk in one gulp.

Li Rong first pinched the porcelain bottle of sake, shook it with two fingers, and smiled: "Let's talk about it first, what if I drink you?"

Cen Xiao also took the porcelain bottle, and said lightly, "What do you want to do?"

Li Rong's originally sloppy gaze became serious in an instant, he looked at Cen Xiao, and his hands moved a little harder.

Li Rong was silent for a few seconds, and then paused word by word: "What do I ask, what do you answer."

His eyes were clear, with a deep mark on his eyelids, and Cen Xiao's face was reflected in his black and white eyes.

Cen Xiao smiled: "Okay."

He never thought that he would lose.

In fact, Li Rong had no idea about Cen Wei's drinking capacity. He only knew that every time Cen Wei went out to socialize, he would find many reasons to push him away, so he didn't drink much every time, and no one tested his bottom line.

It should...not be too strong.

In fact, the amount of alcohol has a lot to do with genes, Li Qingli and Gu Nong never show their faces when drinking, Li Rong thinks that the genes he inherited still have a good ability to digest alcohol.

He lightly clinked glasses with Cen Xiao: "If I haven't drunk you... then I will show you my childhood photo album."

He remembered that Cen Wei asked for it in his previous life, but of course he flatly refused at that time.

Cen Wei lifted the porcelain bottle to his lips, took a sip, and said meaningfully: "You really think I haven't seen it before?"

Li Rong raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

The sake tastes sweet and slightly spicy, and when it slides into the stomach, it quickly brings a sense of warmth.

Cen Wei explained: "I haven't peeked at your photo album, but I have seen you when you were young, like a little snowman, you didn't even smile."

Li Rong also took a sip of sake with a smile, thanks to the glass of milk just now, letting this wine enter his stomach did not have much stimulating effect.

"No one laughs all day long."

He knew that Cen Xiao had paid attention to him when he was a child, but he didn't remember that he was always so serious.

Cen Ling looked at the wine stains on his lips, and said in a low voice, "But you look pretty even if you don't smile."

Li Rong touched Cen Wei again: "There are so many sashimi, why don't you eat a little? I'm afraid you won't have the strength to explain the problem later."

Cen Wei hooked his lips, picked up a piece of Arctic shellfish, dipped it in sauce, but brought it to Li Rong's lips first: "Then you need to be strong enough to interrogate later."

Li Rong opened his mouth obediently, bit the Arctic shellfish with his teeth, and sipped his lips over the tip of the chopsticks. The lips moistened by the sake were glowing a beautiful red, which contrasted nicely with the tender red meat of the Arctic shellfish.

The yellow mustard that Cen Xiao dipped in was very little, and the soy sauce was a bit too much. It was salty after he ate it, but he drank an extra sip of wine instead.

Taking the tip of the chopsticks that Li Rong touched, Cen Wei also picked up a piece of salmon for himself to eat.

Li Rong looked at the wine in the porcelain bottle: "Captain Cen, at our speed, it will be a long time before we want to get drunk."

Cen Xiao laughed: "You think highly of your drinking capacity."

No matter whether it is sake or bamboo tube wine, the alcohol content is not low. You may feel that there is nothing to drink at first, but you will have a reaction after a while.

After all, Li Rong and him haven't touched alcohol for a long time, and no one knows how long they can last, but he hopes that Li Rong can get drunk faster.

You and I drank up the sake, and half of the sashimi on the table was eaten. Li Rong's neck had already started to turn red, and his body also became hot.

He tugged at the collar irritably, letting the wind blow into the collar, touching his increasingly hot skin.

The heat was carried away by the wind, Li Rong stabilized his mind, and reached out to grab the heavy bamboo tube.

Cen Ling pressed him down: "Do you still want to drink?"

Cen Xiao's palms were also hotter than usual, and his breath smelled of alcohol. He could feel his nerves getting a little excited, but he was still a long way from getting drunk.

"Drink, we agreed to drink together." Li Rong's eyes were watery, although his body had inevitably undergone some changes, but his consciousness was still clear.

Bamboo tube wine is much better than sake, it doesn't even have that spicy taste, and it's still slightly sweet in the mouth.

Li Rong is like a dry-mouthed traveler, he doesn't need to come and go with Cen Wei at all, he just drinks it by himself.

Everyone who doesn't touch alcohol very much is easy to believe the lie of using alcohol to relieve sorrow, but when you really drink it, you know it's just to stop the boiling water.

After drinking half a bottle of wine, Cen Wei can still sit still, but Li Rong has already started to drift.

He held the wine glass in both hands, put his elbows on the table, and kept the same posture for a long time. The scene in front of him was still very clear, but the picture was transmitted to the cerebral cortex for analysis and processing, and this process was infinitely lengthened.

Cen Wei knew that Li Rong had almost drunk, and if he drank any more, he would really feel uncomfortable.

Without refusing to refuse, he took down Li Rong's cup, and caught his suddenly unsupported hands: "It's fine."

Li Rong's eyes were moistened by alcohol, and his ears were red. He stared at Cen Wei for a few seconds, and then he stuck to Cen Wei's side face with confidence, and asked in confusion, "Why don't you Drunk, how can I win if you are not drunk?"

The sudden warmth and softness flooded his arms, and Cen Xiao almost didn't hold the cup.

Li Rong's hair was also limp, and it made his neck itch when he teased him, but this man was so drunk that he didn't know what he was doing at all, and only cared about rubbing against his cool side face and ear bones.

Cen Wei suppressed the fire of desire, clasped the back of Li Rong's neck, and stroked repeatedly: "If I'm drunk, who will take you home, huh?"

Li Rong suddenly stopped rubbing around, in fact, it was because Cen Xiao's side face was already warmed by him.

He supported Cen Xiao's shoulders with both hands, propped himself up, and looked at him against the tip of Cen Xiao's nose: "Go home? I don't have a home anymore."

With a sore heart in his heart, Cen Wei pressed Li Rong's moist lips: "You have."

Li Rong's eyes were hazy, as if a kiss needs to be savored for a long time.

With a low voice, Cen Wei said slowly: "I have already abducted me home."

Li Rong thought about this sentence carefully, and it seemed to make sense.

He was brought home by Cen Xiao, and he has been in the past two lifetimes.

Li Rong licked his lips contentedly, and the tip of his red tongue swept it away, but the innocence in his eyes didn't last long, and he quickly frowned and began to worry: "Then you still keep it from me!"

After finishing speaking, he bit Cen Xiao's lips angrily.

The stinging pain passed by in a flash, and Cen Wei knew that Li Rong was showing mercy, at least he didn't bleed.

But he still took a breath in pain, raised his hand to pinch Li Rong's chin, and deliberately teased him: "Have you beat me? You are so confident."

Li Rong is usually very cunning, but it is easy to be provoked if he drinks too much. He stared at the remaining half of the bottle of wine eager to try: "Then keep drinking."

"Don't drink anymore." Cen Wei pulled back Li Rong's arm that was outstretched in mid-air, and made him stand against the wall, then took off the cotton coat and wrapped it around him, and tied the zipper to his chin for him, followed by a very natural Kissed the pursed lips, "Baby, take you home."