Qiao Anxin took the wine and drank it all in one go.

She has a pretty good alcohol tolerance.

But after drinking two glasses of red wine, my head began to feel dizzy.

This is actually not very normal.

Because according to Qiao Anxin's normal alcohol tolerance, it is impossible for her to get drunk after drinking two glasses of red wine.

In normal times, she would also think this is abnormal.

But at this moment, Qiao Anxin didn't think much about it. She even wanted to get drunk quickly, because only when she was drunk could she not feel so disgusting.

"How does Miss Jiang think of this wine?" Mr. Lin saw a blush on her face and his eyes became a little confused. He shook the wine that he had never drunk at all, and asked with a smile.

"It tastes good, it's a good wine." Qiao Anxin was already drunk. She looked at the wine glass in Mr. Lin's hand and said in a charming voice, "Why didn't Mr. Lin drink it? Didn't you say you want to toast? I've already drunk it, and Mr. Lin's wine has been sipped in a long time."

Mr. Lin did not answer her words, but smiled and took the red wine, poured half a glass of wine into her empty cup: "I just like to watch you drink, come, have another glass."

Qiao Anxin pretended to push it away: "Oh, my head is a little dizzy, and I'll get drunk if I drink it."

"It's okay to be drunk." Mr. Lin smiled and leaned close to her, reached out and pulled her into his arms, and tightly hugged her waist with one hand, and his smile became greasy and obscene. "Women are not drunk, men have no chance. Only drunk women seem charming. Come on, I will feed you this wine glass. Little beauty, as long as you serve me tonight, I will not treat you badly."

While speaking, Mr. Lin had already fed the wine glass to Qiao Anxin's mouth.

When the man approached, his face looked even more greasy, especially when he was talking, the unpleasant smell in his mouth sprayed on Qiao Anxin's face.

Qiao Anxin raised her head, looked at the man in front of her who was as flirting as a pig head, and endured the disgust and gently pushed the man, complaining like a flirting: "Mr. Lin, you are so bad."

Mr. Lin laughed loudly: "Men are not bad and women don't love them. Come on, drink this glass of wine."

Qiao Anxin did not doubt that Mr. Lin had other purposes. He opened his mouth and drank the wine in the cup one by one.

Any old man she has served is more or less due to some hobbies.

It seems that Mr. Lin’s hobby is that he likes to get drunk women.

In Qiao Anxin's opinion, such a hobby is nothing.

At least not perverted.

Another glass of red wine.

Qiao Anxin was already drunk and her eyes became more and more confused.

"Little Beauty, are you drunk?" Mr. Lin reached out to pat her face.

Qiao Anxin looked at the person in front of her and there was a ghost. She blinked and rubbed her forehead and said, "Mr. Lin, I'm so dizzy. Your red wine is better than the red wine I've drunk before. I've only drunk a little bit, why are you drunk?"

"It's okay to be drunk." Mr. Lin reached out and patted her face, smiling meaningfully, "I just want to make you drunk. Of course, this wine is different from what you have drunk before. This is the good wine I specially prepared for you."

The momentum of this red wine comes very quickly.

After just after drinking, Qiao Anxin felt dizzy and her consciousness became more and more blurred.

She couldn't even stand steadily.
Chapter completed!