It has to be said that Lu Zechen is really a proficient at Fengyue. This trick of helping him take off his clothes easily brought the atmosphere to an unspeakable level.
Although Song Xiang was wearing clothes, Bo Zhan's hands slipped through the pearl buttons of her inner shirt one by one, slowly unbuttoning them from top to bottom.
Each time one is untied, a subtle sound of collision between pearl buttons will be made.
Even if her back is turned to everyone, everyone can imagine how far the buttons are unbuttoned.
When it came to the chest area, Bo Zhan deliberately avoided his face.
However, if he doesn't look at it like this, there are no restrictions on his hand movements, and it's easy to lose track of the importance.
After bumping into him inadvertently several times, Song Xiang's face turned red, and at the same time he felt a little aggrieved, with sourness rising from his nose.
It was said to be a game and everyone was cheating, so she was bullied all the time.
Lu Zechen mentioned her casually. How could it be such a coincidence?
Tears couldn't help but well up in her eyes, but Bo Zhan stopped moving, and then tugged on her shirt where no one could see it.
Song Xiang understood and hurriedly unbuttoned his shirt while hiding his movements. Then he quickly took off his shirt under his coat with his back to everyone.
She held her shirt and hid it behind her back, and said in a muffled voice, "Okay."
Bo Zhan breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to help her gather her coat, which was very considerate.
Wang Fuxue and Li Ying looked at each other, knowing in their hearts that they had more or less cheated, which was considered bullying.
Opposite me, Yan Han, with a calm expression on his face, picked up the cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp.
"continue."
Everyone is not stupid and can detect ice particles in the air.
Lu Zechen, in particular, deeply felt the threat of death.
Sure enough, in the next few consecutive games, as long as Yan Han was the king, he would fine several people for drinking, and he would be lucky enough to be brought to Lu Zechen every time.
Song Xiang sat in the corner, holding on to the edge of her coat. The strange thing was that she always had an even number.
Yan Han was very accurate and ruthless, and once even asked Lu Zechen to blow half a bottle of vodka.
Nian Anxi stood up and spoke: "It's too much. Drinking it will harm your body. Don't go too far."
As soon as she said this, Wang Fuxue spoke next to her, and Li Ying also gave some advice.
Song Xiang lowered her head to drink water, feeling angry in her heart. Lu Zechen drank and they felt distressed. She, a girl, was asked to take off her clothes in public, and they all shut up.
Opposite him, Yan Han pursed his lips and said nothing, showing no intention of letting go.
Lu Zechen sighed, "I drank and offended people I shouldn't have offended. If someone wants to drink me to death, I should do the same."
As he spoke, he poured wine into the glass with a smile, and then raised the glass in the direction of Yan Han.
"Brother, you are cruel."
After drinking a glass, there was still a lot left, so Nian Anxi started to persuade again, and even directly named Yan Han.
"Li Han, I really can't drink anymore."
"What can't you drink?" Gu Lian said coolly, crossing his arms and saying: "Xiangxiang took off her clothes just now without seeing Sister An Xi to persuade her. What's the point of feeling bad for this guy to drink some wine? He's strong, he's dead
No."
Everyone: "..."
Nian Anxi was speechless, her face a little confused, she ran her hand through her hair, smiled and stopped talking.
Lu Zechen drank quietly, turned around, hugged Gu Lian, and gave her a deep kiss without warning.
The people nearby were stunned.
Lu Zechen didn't mean to be angry at all. After kissing Gu Lian, he raised the wine glass in front of him and touched another one with Yan Han. It was obvious that there was no barrier.
Their behavior made Nian Anxi, who had just persuaded him to stop, seem a bit troublesome.