First Lady

Chu Qiao waved his hand generously: "No, that guy runs the bar, he won't die if he gets a bottle."

Chu Qiao prayed in his heart, hoping that Mi Sha would invite him to drink together tonight, so that he could strike while the iron was hot. The longer this kind of thing dragged on, the more difficult it would be.

Who knows if he still has the courage after today.

But after the meal was over, Chu Qiao cleaned the bowls, and Misha didn't say that she wanted to drink with Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao made a decadent plan to say goodnight to Mi Sha, and then went back to his room to reflect and prepare for his next move. [

It seems that he didn't expect that he had already walked to the door, and heard Misha's voice again.

"Hey Wait a minute, it's still early, it's okay anyway, come over and let's have a drink and try this wine."

Chu Qiao immediately felt that his heart was flying, but he still pretended to be embarrassed: "Ah? If you want to drink that, I'll get you another bottle later, and you can keep this bottle for yourself. "

Mi Sha glared at Chu Qiao: "Why do you have so many things to do, if you are asked to come over for a drink, you should come, go, get two cups from the counter..."

Chu Qiao expressed helplessness: "Okay, just have a drink."

Misha curled her lips: "Okay, okay, just one cup, you said you are a big man, why are you such a mother-in-law, you are afraid that I will take advantage of you when you are drunk!"

"..."

Chu Qiao was speechless, he could only say that Mi Sha was becoming more and more powerful, but...it would be best if Mi Sha took the initiative when she was drunk.

Chu Qiao took two glasses, uncorked the wine, and poured a little for himself and Mi Sha, "Taste it, Amu, it's really good."

Misha took it: "Well, it's not bad... have another glass."

When Chu Qiao heard it, he was naturally happy to pour another glass. Mi Sha didn't know why, but she felt that she was in a good mood today, especially when she saw Chu Qiao's face like a little wife, she felt comfortable. .

So next, Misha drank cup by cup, and Chu Qiao poured cup by cup. Occasionally, he would pretend to be kind and reminded: "Misha, it's getting late, you should drink less, I should go back ..."

Of course, at this time, Misha was already drunk and started to get dizzy, hiccupping, "Nonsense, you just drank too much, hurry up... & keep pouring it for me, otherwise...be careful I will crush you."

So...Chu Qiao told himself that everything he did was under Misha's "desire" and he had no choice but to do it...