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Chapter 2662 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1224 The real Ji Shengbai, what should I do to make you like it?
As soon as the words fell, the man got up spontaneously and went to the wine cabinet to take out a bottle of whiskey, took out a glass at random, and poured more than half of the glass.

Deng Meng watched helplessly as he raised his head and drank the glass of 60° brandy in one gulp as if drinking plain water.

Almost in a panic, he got out of bed and rushed over, snatched the wine glass in his hand, and looked at him in surprise: "Are you crazy?! This is not beer. If you drink like this, do you want to die?!"

The man glanced at her lightly, because of the height difference, there was no reason to lower his head, this glance was a bit contemptuous.

Deng Meng felt personally insulted.

"If I say that I drink this way on purpose to make you feel bad, will you feel bad?" The cool and cold voice was indescribably sexy and seductive in the silent night.

Deng Meng's eyebrows twitched for no reason.

The man who didn't get an answer chased after him and asked again: "Huh? Will it hurt?"

"You should know that this kind of childish behavior can only be done by an 18-year-old man in love? It's very childish, very..."

"Will it hurt?"

Ji Shengbai suddenly took a step forward, shortening the distance between the two to zero, with his head bowed, the breath he exhaled had a strong aroma of wine: "Huh? Deng Meng, do you feel distressed?"

The low and hoarse voice, like a ray of music that cannot be seen or touched, lingers faintly, falling into the deepest part of my heart.

Deng Meng sighed helplessly, stood on tiptoe and kissed his cool lips: "Don't feel sorry for me, what am I doing here? Come here, eat something, my stomach will hurt in a while."

While talking, he half-compulsively took his hand and sat down at the dining table, poured out the porridge she hadn't finished before, and brought out two side dishes that she didn't eat much: "Eat enough point."

Ji Shengbai sat there without moving, his dark eyes staring at her persistently.

Deng Meng patiently fed him small spoonfuls, and from time to time put some side dishes on top of the porridge.

After taking a few bites, the man suddenly raised his hand and held her wrist: "Deng Meng, if you like me before, I can always be like that."

"..."

In a word, Deng Meng's throat choked up inexplicably.

I don't know what kind of feeling I felt at that moment, I was a little disappointed and a little lost.

Indeed, she liked him better than before.

Like a blank sheet of paper, innocent, ignorant, ignorant of the world, and a little stupid, as if no matter what he does, he must rely on her. Without her, everything about him will be in a mess...

But now he is like a bottomless ocean, mysterious, unpredictable, moody and ruthless, she can't figure him out, can't catch him, and she doesn't know what else to do except stay where she is and wait.

This is not the life she wants, this is not the other half she wants.

But these words, she never told him.

I didn't expect that he didn't say a word to her all day today, so he was thinking about this problem.

She didn't even know when he found out.

But after thinking about it, he shook his head resolutely: "No, no one likes to be with a person who disguises himself with a mask every day. I know that I like the old Ji Shengbai very much, and I really want to know, Can I fall in love with you, the real Ji Shengbai?"

The man's jawline unconsciously tightened, his Adam's apple slid up and down, and when he spoke, his voice was hoarse: "The real Ji Shengbai, what should I do to make you like it?"

(End of this chapter)