Agni Group: Good Morning Black Boss

Rourou was drunk, her whole mind was muddy, and she felt her surroundings were shaking...

Damn!

What kind of wine did Dongfang Aoshi give her?

It obviously tasted sweet, like fruit wine, but after two cups, she started to feel dizzy and couldn't concentrate...

He tapped his head gently, trying to wake up a bit.

But his head was completely uncontrollable, and the more he knocked, the more dizzy he became.

While shaking, the glass was brought to the lips again, full of wine.

"I'm dizzy, don't give me any more wine." Ruan wanted to refuse, but her eyes were shaking, and she waved her hand for a long time, but she couldn't even touch the glass.

Dongfang Aoshi squinted his eyes, and drank another cup.

His movements are very tough, there is no room for gentleness to resist.

"Ahem..." I almost choked.

Dongfang Aoshi seemed to be addicted, he kept pouring wine, and poured it into her mouth one cup at a time.

Gentle is getting more and more dizzy, but her mind is still a little sober, "Dongfang Aoshi, don't give me another drink—"

Another glass was poured straight into her mouth.

Rourou felt that her whole body was weak, she couldn't even sit still, she leaned against Dongfang Aoshi's body, her eyes were blurred.

"My lord, isn't it good to let the princess drink for so long?" The steward couldn't help but persuade.

I have poured two pots down, and I will really get drunk if I drink it again.

With so many guests present, it would be very troublesome if the princess was drunk and said something out of her mouth.

Dongfang Aoshi waved his hand, "I have a sense of propriety, so bring me some wine."

Now that Dongfang Aoshi has said so, it is not good for the manager to say anything more, and tell the maid to get the wine.

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Wen Rou was extremely dizzy, felt that the whole world was shaking, and felt uncomfortable.

She wanted to stand up, but she had no strength in her limbs, and her hands were always in the wrong place.

Suddenly, he seemed to see a familiar figure approaching.

In his hand, he held a jug of wine.

Wen Rou squinted her eyes, trying to see who was coming.

But the sight was shaking too much, and the dancer was spinning around all the time, so it was impossible to see clearly what the other party looked like.

I just think that figure is very familiar.

Just when Gentle was wondering, that figure approached——

It's Huangfu Hao!

Step by step, he approached slowly.

There was no expression on his face.

The eyes are unusually sharp.

Wen Rou's chest shook violently, and most of the wine woke up in an instant.

Fearing that Huangfu Hao would be impulsive, he hurriedly pulled Dongfang Aoshi's clothes, "I have a headache, I want to go back and rest."

As he spoke, he wobbled and tried to stand up.

Dongfang Aoshi tugged lightly, and pulled him into his arms again, "How can the master leave before the guests leave?"

"I have a headache." Rourou began to struggle, her hand strength was several points stronger than before.

It was soft just now, but now it suddenly resists so strongly...

Is it because he is afraid that he will drink her again, or is there another reason?

Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his long and narrow eyes, but said nothing.

At this moment, Huangfu Hao approached, his voice steady and respectful, "My lord, the wine you want."

Dongfang Aoshi only thought about the abnormality of gentleness, without even raising his eyebrows, "Leave it alone."

Huangfu Hao put down the wine, and moved very slowly...

Leaning softly in Dongfang Aoshi's arms, her whole heart is in suspense, for fear that Huangfu Hao will do something.