Chapter 501 - 501 Drink!

For... For... For...

"Slow down, Sister Fei'er, why did I say you drank so much?"

Speaking of which, Yang Ning was quite helpless, and he didn't know what was wrong with this Sister Fei'er today, at the celebration banquet, she drank a lot of sea that can be called a heroine among women.

The reason for this may be because of the big sale of beauty beauty pills, or it may be because of the three words beauty, so her underwear company also has a hard face, so she was happy for a while, and she drank high.

However, Dongfang Fei'er's behavior, Yang Ning naturally gave a definition, that is, getting carried away.

Because of the bastard matter of being forced to marry, she was worried about causing trouble to Lin Manxuan's sisters in her daily life, so Dongfang Feier rented a house outside, and said that she was very arrogant, a duplex building of nearly 300 square meters.

I drank high today, obviously not suitable for driving home, drunk driving is still secondary, the key is not safe, so Lin Manxuan asked Yang Ning to give Dongfang Fei'er a ride.

"Good brother, do you think my sister looks like she is drunk?" Dongfang Fei'er smiled and spat at Yang Ning.

It smells so strong!

It's not called drunk, what is it called?

Yang Ning endured this smoky smell, and secretly said My Sister Fei'er, you just tossed me, didn't you see that I was already struggling to help you upstairs now?

However, when he thought of the soft and boneless feeling transmitted from his big hand when he supported Dongfang Fei'er's slender waist, Yang Ning endured it, and he was in pain and happy.

Crash...

After groping for a long time, Dongfang Fei'er found the key, and after opening the door, Yang Ning helped Dongfang Fei'er into the door, turned on the light, and looked at the layout inside, the first impression was that it was good, quite good.

No wonder Dongfang Fei'er didn't run to Lin Manxuan recently, she dared to love the environment here, which is much stronger than Lin Manxuan's house, the elegant decoration style, and the vigorous metallic sense of modern young men and women, can indeed make people have the idea of blending in.

"Let go. Dongfang Fei'er shook her body, as if she wanted to bend down and change her shoes.

Yang Ning sighed, let go of his hand with some reluctance, and said with a dry smile: "Sister Fei'er, if it's okay, I'll leave first, you can rest early." ”

"Wait. Dongfang Fei'er suddenly turned around and pounced, Yang Ning was startled, instinctively retreated, and then in a very strange way, he was forced into a corner by Dongfang Fei'er.

I'll fuck it, what does this Sister Fei'er want to do, play hooligan?

Or a female hooligan?

It seems to be very exciting!

So should I refuse with righteous words? Or should I simply pretend to be stupid and innocent, and let Sister Fei'er take advantage?

At this moment, Yang Ning's whole person was highly nervous, and he seemed to be engaged in a very fierce ideological struggle, and at the same time muttered, this woman started to drink crazy, I'm afraid even men are afraid, right?

Dongfang Fei'er supported the wall with one hand, raised the other and stretched out her jade finger to draw circles on Yang Ning's face.

Nima, is this a hint of Jiaodidi, or is it an explicit indication of the red fruit?

Just when Yang Ning was so excited that he couldn't bear it, suddenly, Dongfang Fei'er, who was drunk, shook her head, and at the same time pointed her finger at the bar not far away: "Go, pour wine for my sister and have a few drinks with my sister." ”

"Still drinking?"

Drink?

As soon as Yang Ning heard this, the whole person was not calm, Nima's pants were going to be taken off, so you just talk to me about this?

"What's nonsense, hurry up, my sister is happy today, so I have to have a good time!" Dongfang Fei'er waved her hand angrily, this drunken appearance really made Yang Ning very nerve-wracking.

"Okay. ”

Seeing Dongfang Fei'er's insistence, Yang Ning immediately pulled out and walked to the bar, anyway, she sent this Fei'er sister home now, let her drink two sips casually, and coax her to go back to the room and call it a day.

Yang Ning felt that he was still quite pure, and if he wanted to change to a man with a handle, he might be going to pour this girl down. As the saying goes, a drunk woman, how can love toss is not the sober person who has the final say?

Yang Ning didn't understand the wine at all, and when he saw that there was an open bottle of foreign wine on the wine table, he took a wine glass, and brought it to Dongfang Fei'er with the foreign wine that opened the bottle.

"Why is it just a cup, you drink... Drink together... Happy..."Dongfang Fei'er said intermittently.

"I'm going back, not drinking. Yang Ning looked helpless, he swore that he would never take on this drudgery next time, no, he would never let this Sister Fei'er get drunk.

Just kidding, how can this drunk Sister Fei'er feel even more unreliable than when she is sober?

"Let you drink it, believe it or not, sister... Ignore you in the future. ”

Facing Dongfang Fei'er's insistence that if you want to drink it or not, I won't drink it, Yang Ning said with a bitter face: "Okay, I'll go get the cup." ”

Frankly speaking, Yang Ning doesn't drink alcohol, but he thinks that it should be fine to drink a small sip of foreign wine like this, anyway, he doesn't drive, and will take a taxi back later.

"Pour... Right... Poured full... I got it... True mother... Ink..."

Originally, Yang Ning was going to pour some for Dongfang Fei'er casually, just the meaning, who would have thought, this Sister Fei'er was in the mood for wine, and immediately upgraded from a black-bellied girl to a bold girl, so she directly grabbed the wine bottle, and poured most of her cup in a daze, and then poured a lot towards Yang Ning's cup.

"Enough... Enough..."Yang Ning's eyelids trembled, and he hurriedly snatched the wine bottle from Dongfang Fei'er's hand, joking, is this drinking, or is it playing with life?

Dongfang Fei'er was very dissatisfied with Yang Ning's move of snatching the wine bottle, muttering that she had never seen such a seedless man, and Yang Ning was quite angry when she heard this, and secretly said If I really get up, I will not toss you to death.

Of course, this is purely self-consolation with a thief's heart and no guts, under Dongfang Fei'er's strong request, Yang Ning reluctantly clinked glasses with her, and then took a sip of wine.

"Drink it!" Dongfang Fei'er stared at Yang Ning's wine glass and immediately shouted.

Yang Ning looked depressed, secretly cursed, and could only drink the rest.

He also said that it didn't taste very good, and when I drank it, I felt that my throat was hot, but there was no adverse reaction.

Yang Ning thinks that he is quite sensitive to wine, even if it is beer, he will feel hot after drinking a little, and then his face will soon be red, but after drinking this wine, he doesn't feel much, and secretly said that this foreign devil is not very good, because he was like a great enemy before.

Dongfang Fei'er seemed to be very satisfied, and poured her glass of wine into her mouth with a smile, and after drinking, she raised her empty glass to Yang Ning with a provocative face, but soon, her whole person showed a blank look, and then subconsciously looked at the wine bottle on the side, her eyes were a little sloppy, and she suddenly stared wide.

Yang Ning didn't think much about Dongfang Fei'er's performance, because he found that next, Dongfang Fei'er curled up together and fainted.

"If you don't drink it, you still drink it, and you will know that you can do it. Yang Ning pursed his lips, picked up Dongfang Fei'er from the sofa angrily and funny, and then turned around for a long time before he found a room with a bed and a quilt in a daze, and threw Dongfang Fei'er on it.

Looking at this Sister Fei'er's bumpy and delicate figure, Yang Ning felt that he was very excited, but well, reason finally defeated that bullshit desire, he felt that if he lived in ancient times, he must be more upright and pure than that Liu or something, and even be praised for thousands of years.

What's that called?

Yang Xia Hui?

"I don't know if Ming'er will be scolded by Sister Fei'er for being a beast?" Maybe thinking of a certain meat joke, Yang Ning muttered a little self-deprecatingly.

Forcibly not looking at Dongfang Fei'er's slender thighs, he walked to the window and wanted to close the window, who would think, at this time, a light breeze blew in his face, making him feel very comfortable, as if the pores on his face suddenly expanded, and even the pores of his whole body were constantly expanding, as if to let this gust of wind penetrate every pore on his body!

This feeling is unusually clear, and even Yang Ning feels that he sees that the pores are enlarged, and he has a feeling that his whole person has gradually become a hole, constantly expanding... Enlarge...

Flutter...

The next moment, the room was calm again, except for the occasional breeze that crept through the cracks in the window, only the occasional breath came out...