The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 611 She Can't Play With Him

Mo Junting's posture is elegant, whether it's sitting posture or dining etiquette, there is an air of calm that ordinary people can't match.

He ate with ease and fed with ease.

Yan Zhixin wanted to regain control at first, but then she gave up directly.

She can't play him.

As long as it doesn't affect the plan, everything is free.

After finally eating six to seven percent full, Yan Zhixin picked up the wine glass, and the crystal clear wine swayed in the clear glass. She wanted to pass it to his mouth, but he stretched out his hand to stop it: "Another way."

Yan Zhixin was startled, and the man reminded her with a light smile, as if every word was knocked on her heart: "When we were watching the stars on the top of the mountain, how did I feed you?"

In an instant, countless images appeared in his mind, and Yan Zhixin blushed and said, "That's because the wine is needed, this wine doesn't..."

Mo Junting narrowed his eyes slightly: "Huh?"

A simple word with an unspeakable threat.

Yan Zhixin immediately sat down like an obedient primary school student, and took a third sip of wine against his unfathomable gaze.

Then feed him.

After feeding three cups in a row, she took a peek at Mo Junting. Seeing that his eyes were slightly closed, and he didn't care what she was doing, she decisively changed the drink and fed her with foreign wine.

Wine entrance.

Mo Junting noticed the change in taste, and opened his eyes: "Huh?"

Yan Zhixin felt a little guilty for no reason, and said uncomfortably: "Well... I have never drank foreign wine, I want to try what it tastes like, but I am afraid of getting drunk. Can you taste it with me?"

The corners of Mo Junting's lips curled slightly: "Okay."

Yan Zhixin breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to feed him.

In fact, she doesn't like drinking at all.

Regardless of beer, red wine or foreign wine, she felt like drinking poison, the only exception was the lover's wine that Mo Junting fed her himself when they watched the stars.

I don't know if it is a psychological effect, but if you drink it this way, no matter how bad the poison is, it will be inexplicably mellow and delicious.

Yan Zhixin estimated the portion and fed Mo Junting two cups.

She accidentally swallowed three sips of red wine in front of her. Although she was able to grasp it well when feeding the foreign wine, she still drank some of it.

It's easy to get drunk when you drink mixed wine.

What's more, she doesn't drink much.

But Mo Junting didn't look like he was going to be drunk at all. He looked lazy and calm, and was waiting for her to continue feeding.

Feeling the alcohol rising in her body, she was so worried that she put herself down before he was drunk.

Gritting her teeth, she opened the liquor and fed him.

(End of this chapter)