Chapter 227 The Husband Will Be Yours, You Need To Stamp First
Su Yi's language, eyes, behavior, and demeanor have become increasingly abnormal, which shows that there must be a misunderstanding!
Ye Xingyu couldn't understand, and finally asked: "I said...do you have any misunderstanding? I actually have no other ideas, I just want..."
"Sh-!"
Su Yi pressed an index finger on her sexy lips to stop Ye Xingyu from continuing. Then he pointed to the Shaodaozi wine placed in front of him and reminded: "Drink first, I'm already on my fourth bottle.
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If you want to say who is the most unreasonable person in this world? The answer should be the alcoholic lunatic!
If you don't finish drinking the wine in front of you, you will never have the right to speak. If you want a drunkard to listen to you patiently, the prerequisite is that you have to drink more than she does.
Ye Xingyu was helpless, picked up the wine bottle, unscrewed the cap, raised his head and drank, finishing the entire bottle in a matter of seconds.
Who knew that as soon as he put down the empty bottle, the fifth bottle was already placed in front of him.
"Continue!" Su Yi made a gesture of invitation.
——Shit! Even if you drink water, you still have to take a breath, right? Are you trying to drink me to death?
Ye Xingyu became angry, raised the bottle towards Su Yi, and shouted: "Come together!"
Su Yi didn't give in. He also picked up a wine bottle and responded: "Okay! It's all done!"
Gulu gulu, another whole bottle, five kilograms of it was already consumed, even Ye Xingyu felt a little dizzy, the stamina of the wine suddenly came up, and he almost couldn't hold it down.
After Su Yi finished this bottle, he was probably almost done. His whole body was exuding heat, like a stove, his big eyes narrowed into thin slits, and his whole delicate body fell lazily and weakly on the sofa, as soft as a bone.
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——Hahaha! Isn’t it possible?
Seeing Su Yi's appearance, as if he had no strength to fight anymore, Ye Xingyu breathed out a breath of alcohol.
Unexpectedly, the long-lost sense of accomplishment was actually found in a woman, and she won because of a drinking contest!
Who would have known that Suy, who had just been happy for a few seconds, got up from the sofa again, burped, and reached for the last two bottles of wine on the coffee table.
Ye Xingyu was speechless. Is this woman a devil? Even five bottles of high-purity burning knives couldn't bring her down.
"Come again, come again! Begin and end!" Su Yi picked up a wine bottle in one hand and stood up unsteadily. He wanted to pass one of the bottles to Ye Xingyu, but he seemed a little unsteady and suddenly leaned forward towards Ye Xingyu.
Turn this side upside down.
Ye Xingyu stretched out his hand to help him, and his hot and delicate body fell on him. Fortunately, the wine bottle had not been opened, otherwise the wine would have been spilled all over him.
"The last bottle, keep going!" Su Yi looked up from Ye Xingyu's arms, her blushing face full of charm.
"You can't walk steadily, why are you still drinking?" Ye Xingyu had no choice but to help her up and sit up.
But Su Yi immediately handed over the Shaodaozi wine in his hand and said with a sweet smile: "Of course I want to drink it! You have six bottles, I have six bottles, six or six bottles, the one who can't finish it is the puppy!"
To be honest, Ye Xingyu was shocked that Su Yi could still speak fluently after drinking five bottles of high-strength liquor. Her drinking capacity should be unprecedented among women, and it is unprecedented.
Proud of the mortal world.
I didn't expect that she would insist on drinking the sixth bottle. Is she still a human being? Is she a visitor from the Wine King?
"Hurry up, do it!" Su Yi saw Ye Xingyu refused to take the drink and forced the bottle into his hand. While urging, he also unscrewed the bottle cap and held the mouth of the bottle with his mouth.
, slowly pour the wine down your throat.
Su Yi should be drunk at this time, but for an alcoholic, he will never leave the table until he finishes the drink. I don't care what your reasons are, if you don't finish the drink, you are a bastard!
Even if Su Yi is drunk, she still has to drink the last bottle. If she can finish the sixth bottle, but Ye Xingyu can't drink it, then she wins.
It is said that people who practice martial arts love to be brave and fight fiercely, but this is actually wrong. People who are good at drinking are really fighting to the death. They have to be divided into high and low. There is no way to stop at the wine table, and they always end up lying down.
Ye Xingyu shook his head helplessly and watched as Su Yi drank down the sixth bottle of wine one by one. Finally, he wiped his lips with the back of his hand and applied a little bit of lipstick, leaving a trace of light red temptation.
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Su Yi didn't fall down yet. She looked at Ye Xingyu with drunken eyes, her red lips parted slightly, and she smiled like a silver bell: "If you can't drink it, you lose? There is no reward for the loser!
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Ye Xingyu raised the wine bottle, unscrewed the cap, and said to Su Yi: "After I finish drinking this bottle, let's stop drinking. If we drink any more, someone will die, okay?"
Su Yi giggled and said: "I'm almost done. If you can finish the drink without falling down, then you will be my man tonight!"
——Holy shit! Is this seduction?
Ye Xingyu was a little confused. It seemed that there was some misunderstanding, right?
No matter, let’s finish drinking first!
He raised the bottle, brought it to his mouth, took three breaths, and finally drank the whole bottle of wine into his stomach.
Because of his physical and mental problems, Ye Xingyu has a good drinking capacity, but it does not mean that he will never get drunk.
Just like if the dose of anesthetic is too high, it will also be effective on him and cause him to temporarily lose consciousness and pain. The same is true for alcohol.
The so-called "you won't get drunk after a thousand cups" is just a myth. Either the alcohol content is too low and a thousand cups doesn't add up to much, or a bottle of wine is divided equally into a thousand cups and each cup is 0.5 ml.
But drinking like Su Yi, even Ye Xingyu can't handle it. One or two bottles is trivial, three or four bottles are fine, five or six bottles will make you a little drunk, and seven or eight bottles will probably make you drowsy and on the verge of being drunk.
Now he has drank a full six bottles. To be honest, he is a little dizzy. His brain's thinking speed has obviously slowed down a lot, to the point where he seems drunk but not drunk.
"Not bad! It's really good!"
Seeing that Ye Xingyu had finished the last bottle of Shao Knife, his face was only slightly red, and he still seemed not drunk. Su Yi was completely convinced, and he clapped his hands and praised him without hesitation.
Ye Xingyu exhaled a breath of alcohol, put down the empty bottle in his hand, leaned back, and leaned gently on the sofa. He closed his eyes slightly, preparing to take a breath before asking questions.
But Su Yi wrapped around Ye Xingyu like a beautiful, boneless snake. She put her hands around Ye Xingyu's neck, narrowed her eyes into a thin slit, and murmured softly: "I will be my husband for you, first I have to do it."
Get a stamp!"
After saying that, he pursed his lips and kissed her, stamping his stamp on Ye Xingyu's cheek, leaving a faint lip mark.
At this time, Ye Xingyu had just finished finishing a bottle of Shao Knife. He was drunk and had not recovered yet. He was suddenly kissed and was stunned on the spot.
He never expected that Su Yi would be so proactive and bold, kissing her whenever they disagreed. Isn't this a seductive crime?