I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 308
Wen Huaizhi was not drunk.

She sniffed the drink just now.

It is a very sweet peach flavor, tempting people to try it.

Beyond that, though, she smelled of alcohol.

is wine.

Although the alcohol taste is very weak, she still...

dare not drink.

Recently, Wen Huaizhi behaved strangely, and the weather was unpredictable. Although he was usually like this, his illness has become more serious recently.

That's why she tested Wen Huaizhi just now to see if he dared to drink this drink.

If he doesn't dare to drink, or only dares to taste a little, then there is definitely something wrong with this wine!

Then she will run away quickly!The farther you can escape, the better, otherwise you won't even know how you died!

However, what she didn't expect was that Wen Huaizhi not only dared to drink, but drank it all in one gulp!
She hesitated, and looked at the empty water glass on his right hand several times.

Wen Huai Zhi looked sideways at her so frequently.

"What's the matter, teacher."

His eyes were clear, his breathing was steady, and there was no trace of drunkenness.

She doubted herself even more.

Is this water really okay?

Just just regular cocktails?
She sighed bitterly, a little pity.

Why!If I knew it, I would have tasted it!Peach flavor, it should be delicious!

Wen Huaizhi looked at her, and finally found a clean cup for the cup he hadn't finished drinking, and poured a little into it.

Very little, just one bite at most.

He bent his long fingers and pushed the cup in front of her.

"If the teacher doesn't dislike it, you can try it."

As if to reassure her, he only poured a small sip.

Moreover, this is what he drank.

She seemed more reassured.

You can let your guard down.

As a result, Jiang Chacha stared at the cup in his hand for several seconds.

In the end, he was determined.

"Don't drink."

Wen Huaizhi:.

Nothing had upset him so much in a long time.

Jiang Chacha insisted on not touching a drop of water even though her throat was so dry that it was almost smoking.

Then pull him and continue to speak English to him.

She didn't realize that his face had become ugly and gloomy the whole time.

Finally, tired of speaking, he stopped to rest.

Jiang Chacha couldn't take it anymore this time, so she poured a cup for nothing.

Then her eyes fell on the afternoon tea cake.

She picked up a piece of red velvet cake and ate it.

Wen Huaizhi also put down the pen in his hand, his brows and eyes darkened, and his temples hurt a little.

May be annoying.

It may also be because of the violent cocktail just now, the alcohol began to rise, the unbearable heat began to spread under the black shirt, and the heart began to feel stuffy, a little breathless.

His throat followed suit.

So his slender fingers slowly undid the top two buttons.

Not only is alcohol uncomfortable, but the most important thing is that he is bored.

Please don't let the woman in front of you fall into the trap.

He looked at her silently again.

She was happily eating the cake, taking small bites with a fork, and then slowly putting it into her mouth. After swallowing it, innocent joy appeared in her eyes again.

She ate so much that her cheeks bulged like a little hamster, and she didn't even notice that there was a little white cream on her cheeks.

She's actually kind of silly cute.

Wen Huaizhi's gaze sank.

He glanced around.

There was no lust in his eyes, he looked at her when she was eating, looked at her white and small catkins, and glanced at her long legs under the desk.

In the end, he retracted his gaze. When he closed his eyes and fell asleep, no one could see what he was thinking at this moment.

Since it is impossible to test her to tell the truth this time...

Then wait for the next time.he thinks.

There is plenty of time.

He has countless ways to show the woman in front of him.

Whether it's a human or a ghost, you can tell it with one test.

In fact, he already had a roughly formed speculation in his mind.

Thinking of this.

His face, which rarely fluctuated, sank visibly, and his brows were also furrowed.

He opened his eyes expressionlessly.

...a bit disgusting.

Thinking about it, he felt that lying on the bed in the middle of the night would not be able to fall asleep, and he would have a myocardial infarction.

His complexion is getting uglier.

Forget it, let's try again another day.

As a result, he would never have imagined that a ridiculous accident would suddenly happen next.

Jiang Chacha is happily eating the cake.

She never thought that this cake would be so delicious!
Although this piece was cut very thick, she was actually a bit full after eating it and eating some other snacks.

However, she still couldn't help but look at his untouched piece of red velvet cake.

She pointed with her little finger, crazily hinting at him.

Seeing his calm face, he was in a bad mood.

She pinned a strand of hair from her sideburns behind her ear, seduced him with her beauty, and her voice followed softly, "Xiao Huai, are you hungry?"

Seeing that he doesn't want to talk to him.

She tilted her head with a cheeky smile, "Can I have your piece of cake?"

Wen Huaizhi: ...

It annoys him when he thinks that instead of drinking the water, she drank the whole glass of water by herself and now feels uncomfortable all over.

He frowned, impatient to talk to her, but moved his jaw slightly, agreeing.

There was a gloomy look between his brows.

Jiang Chacha didn't notice it, but seeing that he agreed, she reached out and took the cake, picked up a fork and started eating like a starved ghost reincarnated.

In the end, she was overwhelmed.

I am too full.

And in this world, there is a kind of person.

Got a disease.

— That’s eating sleepiness.

Just when Wen Huaizhi was so annoyed that he closed his eyes and fell asleep and no one wanted to pay attention, he saw a bang in front of him, and even the desk shook a few times.

He opened his eyes.

I saw the girl in front of me had fallen asleep lying on the desk.

Did not expect this to be the case.

Wen Huaizhi fell silent.

After a moment of silence in the room.

He spoke with a gentle voice.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Nobody cares.

He was already slightly drunk and his consciousness was exhausted. Seeing such a scene and seeing her unconscious, he had no choice but to reach out and touch her arm.

"teacher?"

Getting closer this time, he heard her...shallow breathing in answer to him.

she fell asleep?
Still sleeping like hell?
And he tried his best to trick her into getting drunk and telling the truth, and she also tried her best not to fall into his trap, but in the end, she put herself into a coma?
The light in Wen Huaizhi's eyes was very dark, surging like the clouds in the sky at this moment.

The sleeping girl completely lost consciousness, she rested her arms on her head and slept peacefully.

It seemed that anyone could do anything to her at this moment.

She was wearing a pure white long dress with small flying sleeves on her upper body, and her exposed arms were draped over the table. Her limbs were all slender, and she was paired with black and straight. good.

As the alcohol volatilized, a different color appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

He got up and walked to her side.

She slept on her side, with half of her face resting on her arm, and the other half of her face was exposed, but most of it was blocked by black hair.

With his fingers, he brushed away the cloud of thick fragrance from her face.

Unlike the hot and ambiguous fingers of his fingers, when Buxiao calms down, his eyes are as cold as night, sober and clear.

Her glasses are still on her face.

Wen Huaizhi stood there for a long time, his gaze became more and more complex and deep.

He reached out, just when he was about to take off the glasses on her face with his fingers.

"Hmm..." The sleeping girl suddenly groaned, the sound was as soft as a cat's paw scratching her heart.

She frowned and changed several lying positions, but she didn't seem to be sleeping very comfortably no matter what.

She became more dissatisfied and turned her head again.

Finally, she frowned impatiently, and finally stretched out her hand to pluck the hair off her head.

This time she was finally comfortable, let out a humming sound, then smiled contentedly, and fell into a sweet dreamland.

And this black long straight wig fell at his feet without any mistakes.

The atmosphere in the room instantly entered a strange suffocation.

By the window, under the hazy sky, the noble man stood for a long time, finally he moved, bent down, and picked up the wig at his feet.

(End of this chapter)