A jar of wine in Xifenglou does not have as much wine as a large pottery jar. It is made of a cyan porcelain bottle. The bottle is very small. There is not much wine in it, but it looks very elegant. It is in line with the kind of people who have money to buy wine. The needs of high-end diners.
Miss Du drank a bottle by herself, and her face showed an intoxicating red color. She left the bottle on the ground, spitting out her sweet tongue, and said in a playful way: "This wine is too boring."
"Miss Du just finished a jar. Don't be so hasty to comment." Knowing that she was venting the pain in her heart, Meng Xinghe became serious. In his heart, he admired this stubborn and competitive girl. She was really proud and refused. The master who surrendered. Wasn't it because he thought of her as another woman on the grass that day? It took him so long to hold grudges. Besides, the environment at that time was more complicated. Meng Xinghe hadn't even guessed what this woman was thinking. She scolded her back. This can only be said to be a wrong story that happened at the wrong time and in the wrong place. In the end, the two people had the wrong cold war.
With so many mistakes gathered together, it is not a coincidence, but a fact. It seems that I have to find time to talk to this girl to prevent everyone from misunderstanding. Meng Xinghe opened a jar of wine. "Wine meets a close friend." The cup is too small. You will be drunk until dawn. Do it first. Let’s just drink tonight. Tell the truth when you are drunk.”
He also drank with his head raised, directly looking at the empty altar.
With Meng Xinghe's words, there were three men at the table who also started to drink boldly. As for the other women, they were so relaxed when they saw Miss Du. Some of them, who had never drank alcohol, wanted to fill up their glasses a little.
After a banquet, what made Meng Xinghe curious was that these women did not do anything incredible. He had already been prepared to deal with their singing. Who knew, these women were relatively quiet, except for introducing each other. Apart from toasting each other, they just sat in their seats politely. Mentally, they were thinking of being petty. This made Meng Xinghe a little confused. But later he came to the conclusion that it was the first time with an equally excellent woman. Sitting on a table. After all, he was still unfamiliar with it. He was thinking that if the three important ladies in the family were sitting here, I'm afraid Meng Xinghe would be eating this meal with trepidation.
But what made Meng Xinghe's heart itch was that Elizabeth, the girl sitting next to her, was the most attractive woman among the group of women. She behaved well on the table. A pair of beautiful hands under the table touched Meng Xinghe's body dishonestly. When the love got stronger, he boldly put a perfume on Meng Xinghe's face by toasting him. This made those well-behaved women blush and pretend not to notice, but secretly sighed in their hearts that the customs and culture of the countries outside the Great Wall were really different from those of the mainland. Tang Bubu. Even women are so open-minded. He really took advantage of the man who was smiling the happiest person on the table.
No. Meng Xinghe, who had just been taken care of by Elizabeth, had not yet recovered his breath. The girl sitting next to him picked up the wine glass and touched it politely with the greatest genius in her heart. Just when everyone thought Meng Xinghe When the peach blossoms bloomed again on her face, Miss Elizabeth leaned close to Meng Xinghe's ear, rubbing her ears and temples very gently, and said words that only the two of them could hear.
"The prince in my heart. Will you go out with me for a romantic date later?"
From genius to prince, the taste of it always makes people's taste buds soar. Meng Xinghe, who was a little drunk, squinted at the plump, huge, soft and elastic weapon squeezed on his arm. It was really unbearable. He had never seen it before. Something so hot and perfect. This is the most dazzling asset of Western women. "Can you go out now?"
If you don't taste such a good work of art, you would be sorry for yourself. Under the influence of alcohol, Meng Xinghe will inevitably have sperm in his brain.
Elizabeth looked at the girls around her with a confused look. "We'll find an inn later. Make it as romantic as you want." Another sweet kiss fell on Meng Xinghe's face. The blond Miss Elizabeth was still charming. He threw Meng Xinghe a charming light.
Meng Xinghe, who has never been a gentleman, certainly knows what it means to find an inn. This man who has experienced countless battles between heaven and man. If he says he is indifferent, he will definitely be accused of pretending to be stupid. He nods and agrees. He has already done it. I'm going to get ready to open the house later. I'm very angry. It's time to vent my anger.
The two of them made a private deal to discuss the activities later. The other eight women could only secretly stare at Meng Xinghe, whose face was red, and an idea came to their minds at the same time.
Get him drunk.
"Mr. Meng, I respect you." Miss Xiao Longer picked up a glass of wine and touched it with Meng Xinghe. She drank a glass, but Meng Xinghe was forced to drink a glass.
"Mr. Meng, we respect you too." Xiao Sizi and Chai Xijia then pointed the finger at Meng Xinghe.
Could this group of women have started singing? Meng Xinghe glanced around and saw that all the women had begun to attack him in turn. He had an ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be that it was the calm before the storm?
Secretly sighing that he had miscalculated. Meng Xinghe bravely accepted everyone's attacks. After the battle, Meng Xinghe felt a sense of collapse all over his body. His grandma. If he had known earlier, he should not have ordered twenty jars of strong liquor. This was not for himself. Dig a hole. Let me jump in.
Under the attack of the women's wheel tactics, in the end, Meng Xinghe, who had suffered the consequences, was completely drunk under the influence of alcohol. He managed to hold on his body and did not fall to the ground on the spot. However, his astonishing drinking capacity also made the women Trembling with fear. If it were anyone else, it would indeed be a miracle that he could sit still on the table after drinking more than ten jars of strong liquor.
It was already midnight when they left Xifeng Tower. Although the girls got what they wanted, Meng Xinghe felt like vomiting for the first time. But they undoubtedly killed a thousand enemies and suffered a loss of eight hundred. Their ability to drink was not good in the first place, but now they can barely hold on. Body. I just want to go back as soon as possible.
Meng Xinghe asked Luo Feng to send Xiao Sizi and Chai Xijia back. Xiao Longer was handed over to Xue Rengui. He held himself up and was responsible for sending the drunk Miss Du back. The others were all going back to the Imperial College, so there was no need to send them. Meng Xinghe felt more at ease with the escort. And with Aunt Yun here, Meng Xinghe felt more at ease.
The division of labor was completed. Everyone said goodbye in front of Xifeng Tower. Elizabeth gave Meng Xinghe a meaningful look, which made Meng Xinghe feel like he had been given a shot of chicken blood. Regardless of whether Miss Du wanted to or not, he stretched out his hand to support her jade arm and quickly walked towards her. Dufu left.
After walking for a while, Miss Du, who was already groggy and drunk, suddenly opened her eyes wide and saw Meng Xinghe's reddish face. She pushed Meng Xinghe, obviously unwilling to let Meng Xinghe hold her up.
"Go back. I'm not drunk." Miss Du blushed and breathed unevenly hot air from her bright red mouth. Then she supported her body and moved forward step by step. After taking a few steps, she finally supported herself. Unable to hold on, he slowly squatted down while holding on to a tree.
Meng Xinghe trotted over. He was actually a little drunk, but he could barely hold on. He didn't care if Miss Du wanted it or not. He grabbed her and put her on his back: "Don't move. Don't punch or kick me either. This You are the first woman who can climb on my back in my life."
Facing this guy's rude actions, Miss Du originally wanted to resist a few times. She even wanted to give all the grievances she had suffered in the past to Meng Xinghe and beat him up. But she didn't expect to hear Meng Xinghe's tepid words. Miss Du slowly retracted her fists with claws and teeth. Then she lay quietly on Meng Xinghe's back. Like a girl who hadn't slept for a few nights, she suddenly found a bed that she could rely on and slept on it with peace of mind. She smiled sweetly at the corner of her mouth. .
No matter how stubborn a woman is, she still has a weak side. Her back is pressed against a soft and delicate body. She feels the two towering buds moving back and forth on her back. Meng Xinghe's waist trembles. His hands are pressed against the round and upturned body. Straighten your buttocks and lift your hips. Walk forward neither quickly nor slowly.
Miss Du blushed in embarrassment on her back. No man had dared to be so close to her since she was a child. However, she remained silent and more reserved, curling up on Meng Xinghe's back like a sleeping kitten.
When we arrived at the Du Mansion, the door was indeed open at night, so we were not afraid of thieves coming in to steal. It was inconvenient to have no servants in the house. Meng Xinghe didn't know where to put Miss Du. Did he have to carry her into the boudoir on his back?
After hesitating for a moment, Miss Du on her back whispered: "Put me down. I can go in by myself."
"Oh." Meng Xinghe put her down ungently, causing Miss Du to roll her eyes.
"Then I'm going back." It wasn't that Meng Xinghe was in a hurry to leave. The main reason was that the beauty had an appointment and couldn't delay. He turned and left after saying that. Miss Du wanted him to come in and take a breath before leaving. After all, she knew that Meng Xinghe could be here tonight. I drank so much and walked such a long way with her on my back. But I felt that this was too spineless. I had already said that I would not give in in front of him. There was no way I could just give up.
"Stupid. This makes you soft-hearted. I won't call you Du Xuan." Miss Du patted her head vigorously. She warned herself not to be moved by Meng Xinghe's attentiveness once or twice. When she turned around and walked into Du Mansion. Suddenly she saw her mother, Pei Zhuyu, in plain clothes standing by the door. Miss Du blushed and said quickly: "Mother, you haven't slept yet."
Mrs. Du looked into the distance. She put her cold coat on Miss Du and said with concern: "If you don't go home, how can I sleep as a mother?"
Miss Du felt a warmth. She leaned against her mother's arms, like a naughty child.
The beloved daughter, Mo Ruomu, did not say anything. Mrs. Du said nothing. As a mother, she did not know what her daughter was thinking. It was just a matter of young people, let them solve it themselves. Bumps and bumps were inevitable. When Fanran repented, he would naturally do it. She knows who to cherish and who to miss. She has never been younger.
When he came out of Du Mansion, he felt the cold wind blowing, and his whole body was full of alcohol. He felt a layer of burning discomfort on his body. Meng Xinghe hurriedly quickened his pace. The only thing he could think of now was to find a quiet place to feel comfortable. Take a hot bath. Then do whatever you have to do. Don’t be too rigid. That’s not Meng Xinghe’s style.
At the appointed place, I saw the tall, blond Elizabeth sitting boredly on a stone bench with her charming legs crossed. She seemed to have been waiting for a long time. She heard the soft footsteps behind her. Suddenly she turned around and saw that the person coming was none other than Meng Xinghe. She immediately threw herself into Meng Xinghe's arms like a happy girl.
Any woman will behave like a child when she falls in love.
"Don't talk. Let's be romantic first." Elizabeth murmured and bit her red mouth gently on Meng Xinghe's lips. She was only a few inches shorter than Meng Xinghe. Her proud breasts were pressed against Meng Xinghe's chest.
Then she held Meng Xinghe's stubbled face with her slender fingers and said evilly: "Tonight, you are my man. If you dare to surrender early, I, this tiger, will skewer you."
A few more movements of the tiger's claws made Meng Xinghe completely disoriented. Holding the perfectly proportioned body, Meng Xinghe kissed her directly. Let her disarm first, so as not to be spread out and humiliate herself.