Trajectory 2: entangled curves

Mibei watched all this closely, and he thought that maybe it wouldn't be long before she would choose to get up and leave, because she didn't like this kind of scene, if he remembered correctly, and if his judgment based on his understanding of her was correct.

Sure enough, not long after, Zhuge Qinuo really stood up and politely finished the wine in the glass, as if to express his intention to leave.

But there are still people who haven't shown their abilities yet.

"Zhuge, what you said is too official. We won't stop you from drinking. Play for a while and don't delay tomorrow's work."

Before Mi Bei had time to feel proud, a man walked out from the middle of the booth and approached Zhuge Qinuo, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand.

Without even thinking, Mi Bei knew what this meant. It was all the same old tricks used by men. He could no longer sit still, so he walked through the crowd towards Zhuge Qinuo.

The man surnamed Liao put down his wine bottle and glass, and grabbed Zhuge Qinuo's wrist with one hand, wanting her to sit down. He gave his subordinates a look, asking them to continue pouring wine for Zhuge Qinuo, and with his other hand he reached for her waist, wanting to hug her.

"Mr. Liao, I really have to go. I have already drunk the penalty wine, and I really can't drink anymore. Wait..." Zhuge Qinuo was also aware of Mr. Liao's actions. He silently took a step back and fell into the arms of another person.

Before she could turn around, the person behind her had already grabbed her waist and dragged her towards him.

"It's over!" Her head buzzed and she tried to break free.

Then a voice was heard.

"Wait for her friend, she will torment me again tonight."

Mibe!

He placed particular emphasis on the word "friend".

Zhuge Qinuo stopped trying to struggle to escape and turned her head to look at the little boy she was leaning on in shock.

So white, yet without any edges.

From this angle, you can clearly see his Adam's apple and the perfect curve of his jaw.

When his eyes turned over, Zhuge Qinuo couldn't help swallowing.

A beauty to behold! Four words popped into her mind.

Oh my god, it’s so addictive.

In this situation, she is still coveting the beauty of the young man.

She took advantage of the chaotic environment and the dim light, and because she had drunk some wine, she did not avoid his sight and forced a smile.

Until I heard the noises of people around me.

She came back to her senses when she heard Mibei continue talking.

"She really can't drink." He moved his arm around Zhuge Qinuo's and rubbed her arm back and forth for a few times before hugging her shoulders. "She's got my hair standing on end. If she drinks another glass, she'll have vomiting and diarrhea. When she goes back home, she'll get drunk and talk a lot of nonsense. It'll be hard to deal with her. Everyone, we Zhuge appreciate your care."

Drunken? Talkative? Difficult?

Zhuge Qinuo just thought he was an angel, but at this moment he felt that he might be a devil who came to ruin his plan.

The ladylike image that she maintained in front of others was completely destroyed by his words.

However, his subsequent actions made her realize that he was really protecting herself.

After Mi Bei finished speaking, he took Zhuge Qinuo's wine glass and drank the whole glass of red wine that had just been poured.

Then he said, "Please let him go this time. I will drink her glass of wine for her."

Then he whispered in Zhuge Qinuo's ear in a voice that both of them could hear: "I'm here, leave it to me! Just a little, don't sit down."

The bar was already extremely noisy, and this way of communicating was extremely ambiguous, but no one found it strange.

However, for Zhuge Qinuo, this was very abnormal.

At such a close distance, the taste of red wine in his mouth and the breath coming out of his nose made her extremely sensitive.

"You can drink on my behalf, but you have to drink double. Yours, and Zhuge's." Mr. Liao said.

"Okay! No problem!" Mi Bei agreed with a smile.

"No problem, you don't have to..."

"Come on, introduce everyone to me, so that I can thank everyone for taking care of you." Without waiting for Zhuge Qinuo to finish her words, Mi Bei put her hand on her waist and nodded twice.

Zhuge Qinuo looked at him in disbelief.

Seeing that she didn't move, Mi Bei just smiled, took the bottle of red wine and filled it up.

Zhuge Qinuo was not stupid either. She cooperated with him and started the introductions as he said.

One after another, those present, starting with Mr. Liao, each had two glasses of red wine, and then Mr. Liao finished, making a round without any pause in between.

This rhythm ignited everyone present, except Zhuge Qinuo, who looked at this madman in shock. The only thing he could do was to hand him a tissue so that he could wipe off the wine stains from the corners of his mouth.

It was so fast, with the drinking and the casual greetings, it only took about ten minutes for the whole round.

Then I saw him pick up another cup.

"Nuo'er, these friends are all people who really want to help you and do good for you," he said, with a strong smell of alcohol, "This is the last glass, let's toast to everyone together.

Nuo'er? Zhuge Qinuo's heart was shaken.

After his domineering behavior just now, the rhythm of drinking is now entirely in Mi Bei's hands. Whatever he says is the truth, and no one stops him, and no one says a word to stop him from leaving.

Everyone was convinced.

Mi Bei drank her own wine in one gulp, but with her other hand she pressed Zhuge's glass to stop her from drinking.

"You don't have to drink while I'm here!"

As he said this, he picked up her wine and was about to pour it into his mouth again.

Halfway through the drink, Mr. Liao couldn't sit still anymore and grabbed Mi Bei's wrist: "Brother, you are such a good protector, you are a real man. I admire you. But Zhuge must drink the last glass."

"Nuo'er, you see Brother Liao is so righteous, but I just boasted that you don't have to drink when I'm here. What should I do now?"

Mi Bei asked Zhuge Qinuo with a smile.

Before Zhuge Qinuo had time to think about Mi Bei's words, he raised his head with the wine in his hand. Liao had no time to object. The next second, he pulled Zhuge Qinuo over, put one arm around her waist, put the other hand around the back of her head, and put a small sip of red wine into her mouth, then swallowed the big sip himself and kissed her.

She could still tell whether it was a mouth-to-mouth feeding of wine or a kiss. It was a kiss, a deep, deep kiss.

My breathing stopped and the whole world seemed to be isolated for several seconds.

Finally, the noise of a circle of people broke the barrier.

Zhuge Qinuo reacted, pushed Mi Bei's chest with his hand, and whispered: "Are you crazy?"

He whispered into her ear again: "No way, Leo!"

That's what she said a few days ago.

Wine doesn't make you drunk, but people make themselves drunk. Zhuge Qinuo didn't resist any more. She savored the taste and immersed herself in it, while thinking in her mind how to end it.

She took the bottle of mineral water that she had just taken a sip of and gulped down a few more mouthfuls to calm herself down. She was thinking quickly about what to do next.