The Giants Trap: The First Lady Does Not Come Home

Chapter 5

It seemed that no one drank this glass of wine. The faint smell of wine eroded her sense of taste like a demon.

Half a century of aging in wooden barrels has allowed Louis XIII to possess the supreme state of low-key luxury.

Du Liangchen suddenly remembered its advertisement

——“Tasting Louis XIII is like going through a fantastic and wonderful emotional journey.”——

Picking up the wine glass, he took a sip lightly, the extremely delicate aroma and wine taste mixed together, lingering in his mouth and nose.

"Well, it really is the best cognac in the world, and it really has a unique and transcendent taste."

Du Liangchen couldn't help sighing as he entered the mouth of the wine.

At the other end of the room, the figure in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows turned around abruptly after hearing the sound.

The dark coffee-colored curtains make the entire floor-to-ceiling windows and the figure disappear in the dim light.

Seeing the little figure sitting on the sofa holding a wine glass savoring, he was taken aback for a moment, and after seeing the cleaning tools next to the floor lamp, his thin lips unconsciously loosened.

It seems that today we are going to enjoy a good show for free.The woman who delivered it to the door is interesting.

Huo Qirui turned around gently, leaned against the French window quietly, admiring the hazy shadow on the sofa.

Du Liangchen on the sofa was immersed in the mellow fragrance of Louis XIII, and did not realize that there was someone in the room at all.

She drank half of a glass of Louis XIII in a short while.

The taste is really good, but it seems that it is a little bit worse, and it seems not pure enough compared with the previous ones.

Is it because it has been stored in the wine room for too long and the taste has changed?
Looks like the preservation of the wine in her mixing room needs some work.

Du Liangchen thought about it, leaned back lazily on the sofa, squinted his eyes and savored the taste of the wine.

The taste of Louis XIII is very special. She can see her sister's happy face, Joan's gentle pampering, and her mother's kind smile even in a haze.

It seemed that all the unhappiness disappeared with the mellow aroma of the wine.

In this world, there are too many people who regard alcohol as a gut-piercing poison, but they cannot understand that real wine can really bring you the best feeling in life.

Ok?Why do you feel hot all over your body?
Could it be that he was drunk?Du Liangchen began to feel discomfort in body temperature.

No, the taste of Louis XIII is pure, the alcohol content is not high, besides, as a bartender, I have a good capacity for alcohol, how could I get drunk?
But Du Liangchen felt very uncomfortable due to the heat all over her body. She pulled the collar of her jacket hard, trying to make her breathing easier. She tried to stand up and wake up with her hands on the sofa, but her vision gradually became blurred. so?
"It tastes good, doesn't it?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind, which made Du Liangchen's blurred vision clear again, and the cells in his whole body also clamored together, as if radiating endless heat outwards, forcing Du Liangchen to look for the source of the coldness .

"It's hot, it's so hot, it's really hot..." Suddenly a pair of hands were placed on the shoulders, the cool touch contrasted with the hotness of the whole body, Du Liangchen couldn't bear it, so he began to murmur.

Turning around from behind the sofa, Huo Qirui glanced at the woman in front of him through the dim light. She was in good shape, how could he refuse the gift that came to her door?

He stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips. Damn it, he really drank a lot, and his head still hurts a bit.

However, this small matter will not affect my interest.

Taking off his suit, he easily picked up the woman on the sofa and walked towards the big bed inside. The small body seemed to feel no weight in his arms.

And because of the effect of the medicine, Du Liangchen seemed to have obtained a trace of sweet spring in the desert, his hands unconsciously hooked Huo Qirui's neck, and buried his face deeply in Huo Qirui's arms, trying to eliminate the discomfort in his whole body feel.

Huo Qirui looked at her hand hooking her neck and curled the corners of her lips unnaturally.

If he didn't know that there was something in the wine, the woman in his arms might not be a good deal.

Huo Qirui took off his clothes in two or three strokes, watching the woman on the bed tugging at the collar of her clothes, her face reflected a red halo that shouldn't be there under the wall lamp.

(End of this chapter)