Yan Xiaomo glanced at the jar of wine in her arms, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.
She had the promised glass.
If this goes down, she will be drunk to death.
However, she couldn't refuse Zhong Wuyan's warm invitation.
She wanted to have a drink with Zhong Wuyan no matter what.
Bah, it was just a jar of wine.
Yan Xiaomo imitated Zhong Wuyan and sat on the stone very domineeringly, holding the wine jar in her arms.
For people who are not very good at drinking, the smell of wine is pungent.
The so-called aroma of wine is just a pungent smell in Yan Xiaomo's eyes.
"Xiao Mo, I'll give you a toast."
Zhong Wuyan held the wine jar in his hand, with a blush on his wheat-colored skin and a gleaming luster on his sexy lips.
The half-drunk Zhong Wuyan had a kind of heroism.
This kind of beauty is something Yan Xiaomo cannot possess, because no matter how heroic she is, she can't compare to Zhong Wuyan.
"Sister Yan, I respect you too.
I respect you as a manly man who helps us women."
Yan Xiaomo truly admired Zhong Wuyan.
In this era, most women rely on men and rely on men to live their lives.
They have no self-esteem.
If a man wants it, he wants it, if he doesn't want it, he can change it to a woman, and a woman can't complain at all.
But Zhong Wuyan relies on her own strength to gain respect and get what she wants.
She does not need to rely on men to live at all.
Only such a woman deserves to realize her dreams and get what she wants.
Listening to Yan Xiaomo's words, a hint of shyness flashed in Zhong Wuyan's eyes.
This was the first time in her life that she heard a woman praise her like this.
Those women used to laugh at her for being ugly and looking like a man.
Zhong Wuyan didn't take those words to heart in the past, and didn't care about those little women.
Those women asked their men for everything they wanted, and would cry if the men didn't give it to them.
But she relied on She can get it through her own abilities without asking anyone, so there is nothing she can't get.
There are no regrets in her life because she has already gotten what she deserves.
But now she found that there was one thing she couldn't seem to get, which made her very depressed.
"I envy you."
Zhong Wuyan took the wine jar and took a swig.
Looking at Yan Xiaomo's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little envious.
It can be seen that the coach likes Yan Xiaomo, and she also likes Lian Po, but she is so proud that she really can't say anything to Lian Po about the attitude of a girl's family towards a boy's family.
The key is that Lian Po doesn't seem to have that feeling for her, which makes her very hesitant.
"Why do you envy me?"
Yan Xiaomo took a sip of wine, and her delicate facial features instantly wrinkled into a pile, as if she had drank something extremely unpleasant.
After swallowing it in one gulp, Yan Xiaomo didn't feel much at all.
Although it tasted bad, it wasn't enough that she couldn't drink it.
Zhong Wuyan shook his head and couldn't help but smile when he saw that Yan Xiaomo didn't know how to drink.
"If you don't know how to reconcile, don't be brave.
Drinking too much is not good."
Yan Xiaomo didn't listen to Zhong Wuyan and took another sip.
She wanted to challenge the wine.
Maybe in the future she could practice drinking a thousand cups without getting drunk.
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"You said drinking too much was not good, but you still drank so much."
At this time, Yan Xiaomo's fair face was stained with a bit of drunkenness, and her cheeks were as red as an apple, which was attractively red.
Zhong Wuyan lowered his eyes and said lonely: "I'm used to it."
Although I got a lot of things, I still couldn't help but feel lonely sometimes, as if something was missing.
Later, she thought about it and realized that she was indeed missing a heart to be loved.
If she got it, she would never lack anything. oshow7: