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Chapter 51 Bingyin Day, the Retrograde on New Year's Eve (19)

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    Zhijiang Daqu.

    Good wine, good opportunity.

    Yu Wanfeng's brain was a little twitching.

    She made a shocking decision.

    Get Zhong Chumian drunk, and then take advantage of him being dizzy and coercing, first ask him why he said that he is her boyfriend.

    Immediately afterwards, she tricked him into becoming her real boyfriend.

    When he wakes up, tell him, you promised last night, don't go back on your word.

    Yu Wanfeng praised her ingenious calculation.

    She poured a small glass of wine, held the bottle, and walked towards Zhong Chumian.

    "It's almost twelve o'clock." Yu Wanfeng said with a smile, "The New Year is coming, why don't you drink some wine? Celebrate?"

    These words made her feel guilty.

    Zhong Chumian's face darkened.

    He stared at the glass of wine that Yu Wanfeng pushed over, and for some reason, his face became ugly.

    "What? Don't you want to drink?"

    Yu Wanfeng was a little lost.

    Zhong Chumian shook his head.

    How can you not drink?  How can you let her down?

    He stretched out his hand, picked up the wine glass, and swallowed it down like a generous die.

    "Hey! What are you drinking so fast for?"

    Yu Wanfeng was startled.

    How can anyone drink like this?

    Bored?

    Forget it, just drink it.

    Yu Wanfeng suppressed her emotions and continued with her little plan.

    "Have another drink, and I'll tell you a Happy New Year later."

    Yu Wanfeng is still making her own plans.

    There was a plop.

    Zhong Chumian lay down on the table.

    Yu Wanfeng's pouring hands trembled, and the wine spilled out.

    Yu Wanfeng quickly put down Zhijiang Daqu in his hand, and widened his eyes: "Zhong Chumian? What's wrong with you? Zhong Chumian?"

    Oh my god, it's not like I'm going to get sick!

    She only knew that fever and cough were symptoms, so why did she faint for no reason?

    Yu Wanfeng was really terrified at that moment.

    But soon, Zhong Chumian's voice with a milky voice came: "Don't make noise, go to sleep."

    ""

    Yu Wanfeng was startled.

    This is the legendary "pour in a cup"?

    Yu Wanfeng cried.

    This hole was dug by herself.

    That's right, I dug it myself.

    As a last resort, I could only stagger upstairs with Zhong Chumian on my shoulders.

    Fortunately, Yu Wanfeng is strong enough, and Zhong Chumian is not completely drunk, but seems to have a little consciousness, and can cooperate with her to move upstairs.

    Zhong Chumian's door was unlocked.

    Yu Wanfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

    Pushing open the door, carried Zhong Chumian into the room, panting and put him on the bed.

    The bedside floor lamp was on, and the faint light illuminated his flushed cheeks.

    His breathing was a little heavy, and his chest rose and fell slowly.

    Yu Wanfeng stood, looked down from high, looked at his face, and sighed.

    This plan doesn't work, the best plan is to go.

    Yu Wanfeng turned off the light for him, turned around and wanted to leave.

    Unexpectedly, the person behind him who was rotten like a puddle of mud suddenly sprang up, rushed towards her, stretched out his hand to grab her, pushed back, the door closed, and she was pushed against the door by him.

    At that moment, Yu Wanfeng was frightened, the kind that lost her soul.

    She was full of surprise, looking at the man in front of her, still in shock, unbelievable.

    Zhong Chumian put one hand on the door panel behind her, wrapped her in his arms, and seemed to be trying to support his body.

    I'm afraid that if I let go of my hand, people will fall down.

    His breathing was still a little heavy.

    The slight smell of alcohol lingered in her nostrils along with the breath.

    Slightly drunk.

    Yu Wanfeng was probably frightened, his body was stiff, his mind was numb, his back was cold, and his front was slightly hot.

    He was very close to her.

    Really close.

    "Yu Wanfeng," Zhong Chumian's deep voice sounded, "Why don't you remember me?" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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