Why should she be so afraid of him?

Thinking of this, she looked up at him silently, but saw that he was still smiling as usual. The flame in her heart suddenly rushed up again, secretly laughing at her behavior just now, a stubborn light flashed in her eyes, and her hands suddenly

Go towards the cup on the table.

Don't dare?

Why didn't she dare?

She took it today, so what can he do?

Looking at her sudden movements, Octavia was stunned, because her heart, which was slightly relaxed when she retreated just now, suddenly tightened, her eyes were fixed on her hand that was moving forward quickly, and her gentle face suddenly became gloomy.

Looking at the suddenly darkened face, An Ran's heart trembled slightly, but she did not allow herself to retreat and made a decision.

She had no obligation to obey his orders, nor did he have any right to control her. If that were the case, what else could she be afraid of him?

Looking at the hand that was getting closer and closer to the wine glass, Octavian's eyes slowly narrowed dangerously, staring at her face silently, waiting for her to automatically retreat with tactfulness, but unexpectedly, An Ran ate the weight this time

I was determined and had no intention of retreating at all.

Seeing that she was so unrepentant, Mingrui's eyes darkened. When her hand was about to touch the wine glass, she suddenly raised her hand and slapped it.

"Bang..."

Accompanied by a crisp slap, An Ran immediately felt a burning pain on the back of his hand, and quickly shrank his hand back. When he looked down, he had an anthracite mark on the back of his hand.

"What the hell are you going to do?" she yelled at the culprit in anger.

I'm so angry, what's going on this person going crazy?

"What's wrong? If you are not afraid of pain, just keep taking it." As if you didn't see her anger, Octavian just sat upright slightly and said innocently.

"you……"

An Ran was speechless by his indifferent look, but he also aroused the twist in his heart. He really didn't fear death and stretched out his hand again, but just like before, he just stretched out his hand.

Another slap back.

Unyielding to extend again.

"Bang..." and then shot back.

Extend again and again.

"Bang..." filmed again and again.

“…”

In the end, An Ran finally stopped, feeling her whole hand was burning hot, and her fingers were so painful that it was numb, but the man opposite seemed to feel nothing. When she saw her, her eyes were just elegant.

He smiled and raised his eyebrows at her to look at the cup, meaning, do you still want to take it?

Still take it?

An Ran's heart was ignited with a raging fire, and he trembled and clenched his hand that was so painful that it was numb. He glared at the man with a leisurely face on his face, but did not dare to move again.

This man was determined to go against her. Judging from his opinion, as long as he dared to take action, he would dare to beat him up again. If he continues like this, her hand will probably be ruined today.

Seeing that she was still moving for a long time, Mingrui just raised his eyebrows leisurely and sat casually as always. His pair of dark eyes as deep as the night looked at her quietly, waiting for her next move.

Looking at his casual sitting position, Anran's lips couldn't help but twitched twice, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Thinking that he could stop her this way? He might have forgotten that the most important bottle was still in his hand. He remembered the scene of Long Jiayi drinking at the bottle, and a light flashed through his eyes.

Suddenly, An Ran no longer glared at him, but smiled at him. Then, when he had no time to react, he raised his neck as Long Jiayi drank in memory, and poured the bottle to his lips.

Looking at her drinking posture, Octavia was stunned and could not react for a while, because her generous posture had no trace of her usual shadow.

"Guru, Guru ..."

When Octavia reacted, half of the bottle of wine had been gone. Seeing her pouring wine into her mouth as if she was drinking boiled water, her figure flashed quickly, and came to her with a slight sound of wind.

The wine bottle in his hand was snatched up.

"You..." Octavian looked at the bottle he snatched, and his face suddenly turned blue.

What did she think she was doing?

I just drank a bottle of high-altitude wine like this, and I am not afraid of alcohol poisoning?

An Ran looked at him with a dark face and shaking the wine bottle, but was not angry. He just laughed and burped, and was about to say, "So what if you give me a cup? Isn't the wine still drunk?"

But unexpectedly, before she could say this, she felt a burning burn in her stomach, and her brows immediately couldn't help but frown in discomfort.

I didn't feel anything when I was drinking it just now, but how could it feel so uncomfortable in my stomach? Where the wine passes through my lungs, it feels like it is being put on explosives, making it feel uncomfortable.

"I deserve it." Seeing her frowning uncomfortable, Octavia threw the bottle aside in anger and said coldly.

She deserves to be uncomfortable if she doesn't know how to drink.

"..." Hearing the sound, An Ran immediately glared fiercely. Just as he was about to say something, he found that his stomach was twitching with a scorching twitch. It seemed that something was surging up. He immediately shut up and bent down to suppress his stomach.

Things that keep surging are no longer open.

Seeing her bent over and said nothing, Octavia couldn't help but frown, and looked at her who was bent over and motionless for a long time. Finally, she couldn't bear to see and approached her, lowered her body and gently patted her.

back.

"Hmm ..."

An Ran was trying hard to endure it, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly take pictures of himself. Under this film, she couldn't help but groan, and immediately felt that the liquid that had finally been suppressed by her surged up again and rushed upwards.

The speed is faster than before.

"What's wrong? Is it uncomfortable?" Hearing her muffled groan, Mingrui began to feel a little worried. He quickly held her shoulders with both hands and straightened her body, carefully checking her face.

"Um..." An Ran felt his chest surging again after being pulled, and he quickly gritted his teeth and held back the liquid that surged into his throat. He fluttered his hands and pulled the hand holding his shoulders, signaling him to let go of himself quickly.

Seeing her keep pushing herself, Octavian thought she was still like before and didn't like her approaching. At that moment, her thick eyebrows immediately frowned, and a trace of stubbornness arose in her heart. Not only did she not let go as she slapped her harder.
Chapter completed!