Qiao Anan pursed her lips and smiled, with a hint of shyness, which was very touching under the warm light.
Luo Beiyuan poured the red wine into the glass and handed it to her: "I want to drive, you drink some."
Qiao Anan took it and took a sip: "Sweet."
"I ordered it specially for you." Luo Beiyuan's voice became low and hoarse, as if he was hiding an ulterior secret: "Are you drunk?"
Qiao Anan thought about her insignificant drinking capacity, and she smiled a little awkwardly: "You shouldn't be drunk with half a glass."
Luo Bei's dark eyes flashed. He hoped that she would get drunk. He also wanted to see her drunken state again.
"You don't want to get me drunk, do you?" Qiao An'an looked at the man with a smile on her eyes.
Luo Beiyuan's thoughts were guessed by her words, his handsome face flashed with a hint of unnaturalness, and he smiled dryly: "No, why would I want to get you drunk."
"You have a better chance when I'm drunk. Actually, I'm very happy today. I can drink more." Qiao An'an said with a smile from the corners of her eyes.
Luo Beiyuan's heart and soul were taken away by her, and he stared at her gently: "Okay, if you are drunk, I will be responsible for sending you home."
"Okay." Qiao Anan nodded. She finally didn't have to worry about meeting bad people when she was drunk.
After dinner, Qiao Anan really got herself drunk, but she was not terribly drunk, just slightly drunk.
Luo Beiyuan helped her sit in the car, bent down to fasten her seat belt, and suddenly felt two tender hands holding his face. The next second, Qiao An'an pursed her lips and pressed against his. She kissed him several times on the face, and finally kissed him on his thin lips. After the kiss, she seemed to be somewhat victorious and smiled proudly.
Luo Beiyuan shook her head helplessly and laughed. When she was sober, she didn't have the courage. Sure enough, it was fun when she was drunk.
Qiao Anan sat in the car, hummed a little song, and then fell asleep.
When she woke up, she found that she was being carried into the elevator by a man. She naturally hooked her arms around the man's neck and put her face close to his shoulder.
Luo Beiyuan's breathing was a little heavy. The way she was defenseless against him made him have the urge to bully her. When things were done, his relationship with her should develop as a matter of course.
Luo Beiyuan took her home directly because he didn't dare to send her home when she was drunk. If her mother asked, he didn't know how to answer.
"Sit tight and let me get you a glass of water." Luo Beiyuan put the woman wrapped around him on the sofa. Unexpectedly, as soon as he put it down, her arms wrapped around him again. This time, she hugged his thigh, Luo Beiyuan felt like an electric shock all over his body, and a numb feeling rushed up. Fortunately, he had good concentration, otherwise, he would have suppressed her without any scruples in the next second.
Qiao Anan did not let go, and murmured with a smile: "Luo Beiyuan, can I hold your thigh?"
After hearing her childish words, Luo Beiyuan had no choice but to bend down and grab her hands: "Yes, but not now."
Qiao Anan looked at the man with a pair of blurred eyes and murmured: "You are so good-looking. It's so unfair. You can be so good-looking as a man..."
Luo Beiyuan felt dumbfounded. Qiao Anan was actually jealous of his good looks. She didn't even think about it. No matter how good-looking he was, he would only belong to her in the future. She had earned it.
Luo Beiyuan poured a glass of water, returned to the sofa, and saw Qiao Anan leaning there in a daze.
"Come, drink some water." Luo Beiyuan sat down, held her in his arms, and fed her personally.
Qiao Anan drank a few sips obediently, and she became sober. She couldn't help but ask: "What time is it now? Do I want to go home?"
Luo Beiyuan glanced at the time: "It's eleven o'clock, you should go back."
"But I don't want to go back. I want to stay with you tonight." Qiao An'an suddenly became bolder. She didn't know why she dared to say such things, but this was her truest thought.
Luo Beiyuan was stunned for a moment. At this moment, Qiao Anan's cell phone rang.
Qiao An'an took the phone and glanced at it. It was her mother. A hint of guilt flashed across her expression.
Luo Beiyuan's expression was also a bit complicated, his dark eyes staring at her mobile phone.
Qiao Anan quickly answered: "Hey, Mom!"
"It's so late and you haven't come back yet. What are you doing?" Zhang Xiuzhu's voice sounded anxious. "Mom, I'm at Fang Qing's house and won't be back tonight." Qiao Anan didn't know where she got the courage to lie to her mother.
"At your friend's house, that's fine. It's a good thing for young people to get together more often." Zhang Xiuzhu felt relieved when she heard that she was at her friend's house.
"Then I'll hang up first." Qiao Anan was so frightened that she quickly hung up the phone, her pretty face turned red. She was really afraid that her mother would say the next thing and ask Fang Qing to answer the phone.
Luo Beiyuan looked at her guilty look like a thief and couldn't help but chuckled: "You lie very neatly."
"I... wasn't doing this just for you." Qiao Anan laughed at herself.
"For me? Why do you want to stay here with me?" Luo Beiyuan's voice became a little hoarse. They are both grown men and women. Everyone knows what they want to do if they stay.
Qiao Anan lowered her head and wrung her little hands. She had a lot to say in her heart, but she didn't know whether she should say it.
"I... I was thinking, since we have decided to date, there are some things... I think we can try to do it." Qiao An'an's voice was extremely nervous, and her pretty face turned red. Could she be too proactive
Of course Luo Beiyuan understood what she meant, but he had promised her before that he would mention this matter after they got married.
"Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?" Luo Beiyuan locked his eyes on her tenderly. The way she took the initiative was cute and innocent. How could he refuse
"I'm not afraid, no matter what you do to me, I'm not afraid anymore." Qiao An'an boldly responded to his gaze, and then she took the initiative to rush over and hug him, closing her eyes, as if murmuring. Said: "Luo Beiyuan, do you think I am too casual?"
Luo Beiyuan replied with a smile: "How can you be so casual? You are already a very self-loving girl."
Joanne raised her head, her clear eyes blinking, and a smile appeared on her lips: "So, can I stay tonight?"
Luo Beiyuan's heartbeat quickened, his handsome face was slightly warm, and he gently stroked her back with his big palm: "Well, stay."
The man's deep voice was full of magic, which made Qiao An'an feel a little drunk. She didn't know if she was bold or crazy by doing this, but there were some things that would be shocking if she didn't do them. ,regret.
There are so many things that I regret in life.
The living room suddenly became quiet, and the two people's eyes met unnaturally. The ambiguity in the air just now had dissipated, leaving only the courage to face it calmly.
"I...do I want to take a bath?" Qiao An'an was still a little drunk, but her consciousness was sober. Maybe alcohol can really make her bold. She now feels that she is so bold that there is nothing she cannot do, including pushing this man down. .