Her movements looked very free and bold, but the pain on her face made Fu Jingting laugh out loud, "Drink slowly, don't choke."
"No!" Rong Shu placed the wine glass heavily on the table, then pushed it in front of him, "Pour me another glass."
Fu Jingting raised his eyebrows, "You don't feel bad at all now?"
Rong Shu glanced at him and said, "How is it possible? I still feel bad, but rather than breaking it, it's better to finish it early and pour it for me quickly."
she urged him.
Fu Jingting laughed again, "Okay, I'll pour it for you."
After saying this, he picked up the wine bottle and gave her another glass of wine.
Rong Shu picked up the wine glass again, looked at the bright red liquid in the quilt, and sighed, "It's all your fault. Why should you cook when you have nothing to do?"
"Huh?" Fu Jingting looked confused, "Blame me?"
How can you blame him?
"Of course it's your fault!" Rong Shu stamped her foot, "If you hadn't cooked, I wouldn't have thought about celebrating. If I didn't think about celebrating, I wouldn't have remembered that I still have a bottle of red wine. If I didn't think of having a bottle of red wine, you wouldn't have
The opportunity has opened up, so after all is said and done, I don’t blame you but who to blame!”
"..." Fu Jingting was shocked by her remarks.
Good guy, she still has two faces. She actually put all the blame on him and let him bear the blame alone.
Yes, he cooked the meal, and he took the initiative to do it, but he didn't say that he wanted her to celebrate it for him.
It was obviously her own idea to celebrate, but he had stopped her, but she didn't listen and insisted on getting the wine.
In the end, everything turned out to be his fault.
Fu Jingting held his forehead and felt that he was really wronged.
Seeing that Fu Jingting suddenly stopped talking and pursed his thin lips as if thinking about something, Rong Shu suddenly became unhappy and slapped the table, "What's wrong? Aren't you convinced? Don't you think it's your fault?"
Fu Jingting's mouth twitched.
Yes, this is forcing him to admit that it was his fault.
"Okay, okay, it's my fault, it's my fault!" Fu Jingting accepted his fate and took the blame on himself, patting the woman on the shoulder to signal her to calm down.
That's all, for the sake of her being his woman, let's just take the blame and just coax her.
After all, he is a grown man and there is no need to be so serious.
Thinking about it, Fu Jingting took a sip of his red wine and said, "You just met me, otherwise who would love you so much."
He shook the red wine, looked at the bright red liquid, and laughed.
Just because he drank this bottle of wine, this was the first time he took the blame.
And he carried it willingly. If he said this, no one would believe it.
Of course Rong Shu knew the meaning of Fu Jingting's words, and also knew how unreasonable her behavior just now was.
But so what, who made him a man, so what if he took the blame for her once?
Thinking about it, Rong Shu snorted willfully towards Fu Jingting, "I guess you are sensible."
Fu Jingting couldn't help but stretched out his hand and pinched her face, "Why didn't I realize you would do this before?"
Rong Shu slapped his hand away, "You haven't noticed that there are many more sides to me that you don't even know about."
"Oh?" Fu Jingting raised his lips, "Then it seems I have to dig deeper in the future."
"Then dig slowly, I want to see how much you can dig out." As she spoke, she drank the wine in the cup again, and then put the cup in front of him.
The meaning was obvious, she wanted another drink.
Fu Jingting frowned slightly but made no move, "Stop drinking."
"No, we can't waste it." Rong Shu shook her head and insisted on drinking.
Fu Jingting covered her cup with his big hand, "You will get drunk. The alcohol content of this red wine is higher than other red wines. Your drinking capacity is only the same. You will get drunk after a few glasses of wine. Be obedient and stop drinking. Try it next time.
drink."
"No." Rong Shu suddenly felt unhappy when she heard that the man refused to let her drink. She frowned and her voice became squeamish, "I want to drink it. This wine tastes good. I haven't drunk it yet."
That’s enough.”
"That won't work either." Fu Jingting still refused and was about to put away the red wine.
Seeing this, Rong Shu immediately slapped the table and stood up, "Fu Jingting, if you dare, don't let it go. If you hear me, don't let it go. Otherwise... otherwise..."
"What else?" Fu Jingting stopped and looked back at her, his eyes flickering slightly with an incomprehensible look.
Rong Shu blinked in confusion, and then replied: "Otherwise, I'll cry for you!"
As she said this, she pouted and wanted to cry for him.
However, no matter how hard she tried and how hard she squeezed her eyes, she couldn't cry.
Fu Jingting was stunned by her actions.
He was already startled when he heard her slamming the table and getting up.
After all, in his impression, she was not someone who would be so unhappy that she would slam the table because she couldn't drink.
But in reality, she did.
So at that time, he was suspicious, wondering whether she might be drunk, so her temper started to get worse.
Now that he saw her ready to cry, he was absolutely sure that she was really drunk.
Of course, she was not too drunk, just slightly tipsy, but it still made her gentle and intellectual character become a lot more irritable, making her look more lively than usual.
Fu Jingting looked at Rong Shu's confused eyes and slightly red cheeks, and a touch of ridicule arose in his heart, "Aren't you going to cry for me? Why aren't you crying?"
Rong Shu curled her lips a little aggrievedly, "I can't cry..."
Fu Jingting chuckled, his chest trembling slightly, showing that he was very amused by her words.
"Since I can't cry, I'll put the wine back." With that said, he pretended to leave again.
Rong Shu immediately hugged his waist, "No, I told you I still want to drink, so you can't take it away."
"But you're drunk."
"I'm not drunk."
"Drunk!" Fu Jingting looked down at the woman in his arms and repeated seriously.
Rong Shu frowned and said nothing, as if she was confirming his words and whether she was really drunk.
After a while, she looked up at the man, her eyes even more confused, "Isn't that just right? It's an advantage for you. You can do whatever you want."
Fu Jingting's pupils shrank slightly, and his eyes darkened instantly.
He stared at the woman, his Adam's apple moved, and his voice became hoarse, "Rong Shu, do you know what you just said?"
Rong Shu laughed and said, "I know, you've always been craving for my body, but because I can't get over the hurdle in my heart, you've been enduring it very hard and must have been very uncomfortable. In the conference room during the day, I felt
It's time for you to change, so I'm going to find an opportunity to give myself to you, but I don't know what kind of opportunity to find, so I suggest drinking some wine to make myself a little drunk. In this way, my courage will be gone.
It will get bigger, and then I won’t be unable to make the decision to take a further step with you.”
After hearing her words, Fu Jingting's pupils vibrated, his Adam's apple slid faster, and his voice became hoarse, "So... the celebration is fake, your real purpose is just to use the excuse of celebration to deliberately propose drinking, and then
Get yourself drunk and give yourself to me?"
"Absolutely." Rong Shu leaned her head on the man's chest and listened to the man's rapid heartbeat. She panted slightly and replied, "But celebration is real. Killing two birds with one stone."
