Fu Nuan drank three cups of grape stuffed wine, dizzy, but liked the sweet and sour taste, unlike wine, but like a fruity drink.
Everyone stared at her as she finished drinking, especially An Zhu next to her, who didn't quite understand her move. Isn't it just answering a name, is it so difficult
The game continued, and after a few rounds, the bottle mouth steadily stopped in front of Rongyou again.
The teachers looked at each other, everyone wanted to ask some gossip questions, but when it was really their turn to ask, they didn't dare. So, one by one meaningless questions, I almost didn't ask Director Rong if he had breakfast when he went out this morning.
It was the turn of Rong and Turning again. When the mouth of the bottle pointed at him, Fu Nuan raised his eyes and looked at the man who was diagonally opposite, who raised his eyebrows with a smile.
"Master Fu doesn't want to reveal her husband's name, so you can always talk about his occupation, right?"
In the eyes of all the teachers, Director Rong is not such a "gossip" person at ordinary times. Why has she been holding Master Fu's husband today
It was strange, but the question that Professor Rong asked was exactly what they wanted to know. They turned their eyes to Fu Nuan one by one, waiting for her to answer.
Fu Nuan is helpless, speechless and innocent...
This guy is deliberate at all!
Ever since, the woman bite the bullet and drank three more cups. This was really a bit top-heavy, and her face was a bit drunk.
The game continues, but I don't know why, every time it's a turn to hold and turn the bottle, she is the person who is finally pointed at.
Fu Nuan frowned suspiciously. She started to wonder if the man had done anything with the bottle. How come she was so coincidental every time
"Give Master Fu three options to describe the relationship between you and your husband. One, respect each other as a guest, two, look at each other and hate each other, and three, love each other."
For the last four words, the man's ending sounded slightly upward, his eyes were frivolous, and the smile on his mouth was slightly playful.
The woman felt angry, but she couldn't let her fellow teachers see it, so she couldn't bear it, and said: Three options? Where are the three options
The first two are obviously because the relationship is not good. Can she choose
This guy is simply forcing her to choose "love each other," but in that case, wouldn't it be equivalent to confessing to him? She doesn't want it!
Fu Nuan's heart is horizontal, and his head is up again, three cups of lower abdomen.
An Zhu by his side saw her like this, and realized she was a little drunk, touched her arm lightly, and whispered: "Next time you will answer. It's just a game, so we will just ask casually. Passed."
Fu Nuan just shook her hand without speaking.
I didn't feel it when I drank it. Now Jiujin is slowly coming up, her face is getting hotter and hotter, sitting on the chair, it's all dizzy.
She is drunk...
An Zhu saw that Fu Nuan was really dying. He looked at the time and found that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening, and there are other schedules tomorrow, so he proposed to end the game and let the male teachers stay to clean up, and the female teachers would go back to sleep first. .
Fu Nuan completely got down and fell asleep on the table in a daze.
An Zhu was going to return the rented barbecue, so he patted Fu Nuan and said, "Master Fu, you should be sober, wait a while, I will return the things to help you back to the room."
At this time, Fu Nuan was already very drunk and gave a vague "um", not knowing what the other party had said.
"Uncomfortable... so uncomfortable..." she murmured in a low voice.
Feeling a pair of warm hands holding her up in the drunkenness, the familiar breath made her feel at ease.
Fu Nuan was no longer there when An Zhu returned after packing up his things.
She asked the male teacher on the side if he saw anyone. They all said that they were busy cleaning up just now and didn't pay much attention, and they probably went back to the room first.
An Zhu thought to himself: Can you run by yourself when you are so drunk
…
Looking at the woman who was already drunk and unconscious in her arms, Rong Yu frowned in displeasure.
Really stubborn, would rather get yourself drunk than tell the truth, admit that it is his wife, it is difficult to tell
While she was in a daze, Rong Yuxiao squeezed her face punishingly, and the woman in her arms frowned.
"Uncomfortable..."
Hearing her murmur, the man hugged her back to the room, gently placed her on the quilt, and covered her quilt.
Fu Nuan's cheeks were flushed from drunkenness, and the color of his lips seemed to be red. This look made people want to... The man leaned down, clasped her chin, and kissed her lips.
"Well… "
The drunk woman felt something hindered her breathing, and when she couldn't breathe, she grunted impatiently.
Rong Yu let go of her, listening to her murmur: "Thirst... drink water."
He went to pour her a cup of warm water, put the cup on the bed, helped her up and leaned in his arms, and fed her water.
The woman took a big sip greedily and almost choked, but after eliminating the dryness, she felt more comfortable and she became more awake.
She slowly opened her eyes, the surrounding environment seemed more luxurious than her room, and a fuzzy figure gradually became clear.
Tolerance!
Fu Nuan rubbed his temples, and the wine was a little awake.
It seemed that it was not the room she and An Zhu lived in.
"My question is difficult to answer, eh?"
The man's feminine voice came over his head, Fu Nuan was stunned for a second, and then remained silent.
After a while, she hesitated: "I... haven't figured out how to say..."
Before he finished speaking, the man in front of him cheated and kissed her lips, the fragrant and fragrant smell of grapes still remained between his lips and teeth, which was fascinating.
Under the influence of the alcohol, the person under him was so moved by the kiss, he stretched out his hand and took the initiative to hug him.
Rong Yu said with a dumb voice, "I want you..."
Fu Nuan was immersed in the warmth, and the last trace of reason left her pushed Rong Yu away at a critical juncture.
She frowned and shook her head, "No, I have to go back, otherwise An Zhu will definitely doubt it."
After speaking, he wanted to get up, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Rong Yu's face was calm, her eyes darkened, a little unhappy.
After all, it's really unpleasant to be interrupted when you are excited.
This woman really didn't have any consciousness as Mrs. Rong, and he, doing legal things with his legal wife, had to worry about being known by others.
Is there such an aggrieved husband
Like **.
And someone selectively ignored the man's somber eyes, thinking that he had to go back to the room as soon as possible, otherwise Anzhu would have trouble finding people everywhere.
Fu Nuan slowed down for two seconds, and hurriedly left his room before the man had no "beast-like hair".
Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked out of the room, he just happened to bump into Anzhu who was looking for someone on this floor...