"Brother, what are you looking at?" Wen Taotao came out from the backstage of the theater, leaned over and patted Wen Jiu's shoulder, then swept her eyes outside the corridor.

Amidst the falling snow, there is the back view of a young couple walking away side by side, holding an umbrella.

"...Ginger Lantern?"

And her boyfriend.

Wen Taotao recognized the two people by the girls' glittering fringe skirts and was stunned for a moment, "Brother, what are you looking at them for?"

They are either rich or noble, and they are not from the same world as us.

"nothing."

Even Wen Jiu himself didn't know the reason, but his eyes were unconsciously attracted to the girl, "Is that girl called Jiang Deng? Was she the one dancing on the stage just now?"

"Oh, I see. Brother, you were impressed by her dancing, right? Actually, I think she dances very well, but my singing is great, too. You haven't praised me yet..."

……

"Ayu, why do you suddenly want to drink? Don't you dislike drinking?" In the box, Zhou Wu took the full glass of white wine poured by Jiang Deng and shook his head helplessly.

"But I'm happy today, and I've been working overtime for so long, I can finally relax. Today is New Year's Day, and we haven't had a drink together yet..."

Jiang Deng threw him a wink, "You drink white wine, I drink beer."

Zhou Wu: “…”

In fact, the most important reason is: she can use the name of drinking...

Should be a good method.

First, she got Zhou Wu drunk, and then pretended to be drunk to test his attitude towards fertility. If they couldn't reach an agreement on this topic, she could lie the next day and say that she had a blackout and didn't remember what happened. It is said that people speak the truth when they are drunk, and Zhou Wu might not remember what he said when he was drunk.

You can attack when you advance and defend when you retreat, so there won't be a fallout.

If the discussion doesn't go on, as Lingran said, it would be nice to leave yourself a way out and then just talk about interests and cooperation.

Jiang Deng raised his hand to clink glasses with him and raised his eyebrows:

"You drink as much as I drink, huh? Black sheep?"

Zhou Wu looked at her, his eyes flickered, and he laughed:

"Row."

The plan was great and Zhou Wu was very cooperative.

But Jiang Deng soon discovered that she overestimated herself and greatly underestimated Zhou Wu in terms of drinking capacity.

They had already eaten a lot of food, drank most of the wine, and talked nonsense about all sorts of things. Jiang Deng almost fainted, but Zhou Wu, how come he still looked so energetic?

Outrageous.

Don't let her pretend to be drunk to get people to ask questions, but end up being the one who gets drunk and gets asked questions by others.

No, you can't drink this wine anymore.

Jiang Deng put down the wine glass in his hand, pressed his temple for a long time, and shook his head vigorously.

"Ayu?"

Zhou Wu glanced at his watch and stood up. "Are you drunk? Are you feeling unwell? It's late now, and we've had enough to drink today. Let's go back."

Jiang Deng felt the voice was getting closer and closer, and he was about to come over to help her.

!!!

Jiang Deng pinched his thigh hard and finally came to his senses a little.

No no no!

He has already drunk so much. After this time, it may be difficult to find an excuse to trick him into drinking with me again. If I give up now, won’t all my efforts be wasted?

She just didn't believe it. She couldn't even drink beer as well as Zhou Wu.

"No. I agreed not to go back until I'm drunk, and I haven't had enough yet..."

Jiang Deng shook off his hand that was trying to support her and looked up at Zhou Wu.

His face was already a little red.

If he persists a little longer, he will definitely... get drunk soon.

Zhou Wu met her misty and watery phoenix eyes, his breath choked, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, he closed his eyes, and sat back in his original position:

"it is good."

Fortunately, this time, her judgment was correct.

The two of them continued to drink for less than two cups, and Zhou Wu seemed like he could no longer hold on. He often paused for a long time before replying a word, and his whole body seemed to have lost his soul, until finally he fell on the table with a bang.

"... Zhou Wu?"

"…Prodigal son?"

Jiang Deng secretly let out a long sigh, shook his head, and pinched himself hard.

Fortunately, she persevered.

Zhou Wu can really drink.

Fortunately, fortunately, she... wasn't too drunk.

Jiang Deng burped, stumbled to his feet while leaning against the edge of the table, and ran to him and called him in his ear.

There was no response after the first time, so he called out several times before Zhou Wu finally responded in a daze.

It seems that he is really drunk.

Jiang Deng felt relieved, leaned against Zhou Wu, and pushed him, "...Look up and see who I am?"

Zhou Wu did not respond.

Jiang Deng pushed him hard again, forced his head up, and held up two fingers, "Prodigal son, what is this?"

"..."

Eyes facing each other.

Jiang Deng's head suddenly buzzed as he looked at Zhou Wu's misty and affectionate peach blossom eyes, which only reflected her reflection.

Somehow, when Jiang Deng came to his senses, she had already bitten his lips.

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