The Demon Empress: The Snake King Imprisoned
Chapter 128
Chapter 128
"Come on, drink." Picking up the wine jar and filling the wine glass, I raised my glass to Nangong Junxie, and then drank what looked like wine but not wine in one gulp. I thought, if this is the fierce woman Tang Duo Alright, then is it possible to forget those future and past events, forget the broken heart in the chest, forget those painful memories, forget...
The spicy taste of wine flowed down my throat and into my lungs. I pursed my lips, licked my pale transparent lips, and then smiled silently. The painful eyes of Nangong Junxie on the opposite side were confused. Looking at me, I don't know if it's my eyes or his eyes.
"Why don't you drink?" I poured another glass for myself, and when I saw his glass was full, I pouted my lips in dissatisfaction, and said boldly: "Come on, cheers! Why are you such a bitch? Have a glass of wine Let me invite you three times and welcome you four times."
After all, without waiting for his reaction, I drank the wine in the glass in one go. Nangong Junxie picked up the glass expressionlessly, rolling his sexy Adam's apple up and down, and drank the wine I filled for him in one gulp.
"That's bold enough!" I laughed and poured another glass for him and myself, and when the glass touched, I poured it straight into my mouth, and the moment the wine fell, tears flowed down my eye sockets It trickles down, then drips onto my shoulders, sucked dry by the heat of my clothes.
Nangong Junxie is not wordy, I drink, he stays with me, I talk, he listens, I cry, he wipes my tears.
"Come on... continue."
"cheers!"
"Come again."
We drank one cup after another like this. I didn’t know how long I drank. I felt a little dizzy and dizzy when I saw things, but the thoughts in my head were clear, and I wanted to grasp it clearly. mad.
The so-called, using wine to drown your sorrows and make your sorrows worse, is what I am talking about.
Just as I was pouring wine, all the guests in Zuiyuelou put down their wine glasses and walked backstage one after another. With a flash of light in my head, I staggered up, slapped the table, and shouted: "Nangong Junxie , let's go backstage to see the so-called oiran."
(End of this chapter)
"Come on, drink." Picking up the wine jar and filling the wine glass, I raised my glass to Nangong Junxie, and then drank what looked like wine but not wine in one gulp. I thought, if this is the fierce woman Tang Duo Alright, then is it possible to forget those future and past events, forget the broken heart in the chest, forget those painful memories, forget...
The spicy taste of wine flowed down my throat and into my lungs. I pursed my lips, licked my pale transparent lips, and then smiled silently. The painful eyes of Nangong Junxie on the opposite side were confused. Looking at me, I don't know if it's my eyes or his eyes.
"Why don't you drink?" I poured another glass for myself, and when I saw his glass was full, I pouted my lips in dissatisfaction, and said boldly: "Come on, cheers! Why are you such a bitch? Have a glass of wine Let me invite you three times and welcome you four times."
After all, without waiting for his reaction, I drank the wine in the glass in one go. Nangong Junxie picked up the glass expressionlessly, rolling his sexy Adam's apple up and down, and drank the wine I filled for him in one gulp.
"That's bold enough!" I laughed and poured another glass for him and myself, and when the glass touched, I poured it straight into my mouth, and the moment the wine fell, tears flowed down my eye sockets It trickles down, then drips onto my shoulders, sucked dry by the heat of my clothes.
Nangong Junxie is not wordy, I drink, he stays with me, I talk, he listens, I cry, he wipes my tears.
"Come on... continue."
"cheers!"
"Come again."
We drank one cup after another like this. I didn’t know how long I drank. I felt a little dizzy and dizzy when I saw things, but the thoughts in my head were clear, and I wanted to grasp it clearly. mad.
The so-called, using wine to drown your sorrows and make your sorrows worse, is what I am talking about.
Just as I was pouring wine, all the guests in Zuiyuelou put down their wine glasses and walked backstage one after another. With a flash of light in my head, I staggered up, slapped the table, and shouted: "Nangong Junxie , let's go backstage to see the so-called oiran."
(End of this chapter)
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