Joanne chuckles, with a touch of shyness, under the warm halo, very moving.
Luo Beiyuan poured the red wine into the glass and handed it to her: "I'm going to drive, you drink some."
Joanne took it over and paid for it: "it's sweet."
"It's specially ordered for you." Luo Beiyuan's voice becomes low and hoarse, as if hiding a secret: "will you be drunk?"
Joanne thought of her unworthy drinking capacity, she smiled awkwardly: "half a glass should not be drunk."
Luo Bei's eyes flashed. He hoped that she would get drunk. He wanted to see her drunk state again.
"You don't want to get me drunk, do you?" Joanne blinked her big eyes and looked at the man with a smile.
Luo Beiyuan's mind was guessed by her words. Jun Rong flashed a touch of unnaturalness. He said with a dry smile, "no, how could I want to get you drunk?"
"If I'm drunk, you have a better chance. In fact, I'm very happy today. I can drink more." Joanne said with a smile.
Luo Beiyuan's soul was hooked by her. He condensed her gently: "well, if you are drunk, I will take you home."
"Good." Joanne nodded. She finally didn't have to worry about meeting bad people when she was drunk.
After dinner, Joanne really got herself drunk, but not drunk, just slightly drunk.
Luo Beiyuan helps her to sit in the car and bends over to fasten her seat belt. Suddenly, he feels that there are two tender hands holding his face. The next second, Joanne pouts her lips and kisses him several times on his face. Finally, she kisses his thin lips. After kissing, she seems to have won and smiles proudly.
Luo Beiyuan can't help shaking her head and laughing. When she's sober, she doesn't have the courage. Sure enough, drunk is fun.
Joanne sat in the car, hummed a song, and then fell asleep in a daze.
When she woke up, she found that she was being carried into the elevator by a man. Her arms were naturally around the man's neck, and her face was close to his shoulder.
Luobeiyuan's breath is a little heavy. She is defenseless against herself, which makes him have an impulse to bully her. When the water is flowing, the relationship between him and her should develop naturally.
Luo Beiyuan took her home directly, because she was so drunk that he dared not send her home. In case her mother asked, he didn't know how to answer.
"Sit down, I'll get you a glass of water." Luo Beiyuan put the woman wrapped around her on the sofa, but she didn't expect that as soon as she put her arm down, she wrapped it around him again. This time, she hugged his thigh. Luo Beiyuan only felt like an electric shock all over his body, and a feeling of numbness came up. Fortunately, he had good concentration, otherwise, he would have no scruples to press her down in the next second.
Joanne didn't let go, murmuring with a smile: "Luo Beiyuan, can I hold your thigh?"
Luo Beiyuan listened to her childish words, had to bend down and grab her hands: "yes, but not now."
Joanne looked at the man with a pair of blurred eyes and murmured, "you are so good-looking. It's unfair that you can be so good-looking as a man..."
Luo Beiyuan has a feeling of crying and laughing. Joanne is even jealous of his good-looking appearance. She doesn't think about it. Even if he is good-looking, he will only belong to her in the future. She gains.
Luo Beiyuan poured a glass of water, went back to the sofa, and saw Joanne leaning there in a daze.
"Come on, drink some water." Luo Beiyuan sat down, put her in her arms and fed her personally.
Joanne obediently drank a few mouthfuls, and the whole person also became sober. She couldn't help asking, "what time is it? Do I want to go home? "
Luo Beiyuan took a look 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." Joanne suddenly became bold. She didn't know why she dared to say such things, but this was her true idea.
Luo Beiyuan was stunned for a moment. Just then, Joanne's cell phone rang.
Joan an took the mobile phone and looked at it. It was her mother. Her face flashed a guilty conscience.
Luo Beiyuan's expression was also a little complicated, and her eyes stared at her mobile phone.
Joanne quickly answered: "Hello, Mom!"
"It's so late. I haven't come back yet. What are you doing?" Zhang Xiuzhu's voice came, a little anxious. "Mom, I'm at Fang Qing's house. I won't come back at night." Joanne didn't know where the courage came from. She even lied to her mother.
"At your friend's house, that's OK. It's good for young people to get together more." Zhang Xiuzhu was relieved to hear that she was at her friend's house.
"Then I'll hang up first." Joanne was so scared that she quickly hung up the phone. Her pretty face was red. She was really afraid that her mother's next sentence would be to let Fang Qing answer the phone.
Luo Beiyuan looked at her guilty look like a thief and couldn't help but chuckle: "you're good at lying."
"I'm not doing it for you." Joanne laughed at herself.
"For me? What do you want to do with me? Luobeiyuan's voice has become hoarse for a few times. They are all adult men and women. Everyone knows what to do when they stay.
Joanne lowered her head and twisted her hands. There were a lot of words in her heart, but she didn't know whether to say them or not.
"I I'm thinking, since we've decided to go out, there are some things I think I can try to do." Joanne's voice is very nervous, and her face is blushing. Is she too active?
Luo Beiyuan certainly understood what she meant, but he promised her before that he would mention it after marriage.
"Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?" Luo Beiyuan's eyes locked her gently. She took the initiative, which was lovely and pure. How could he refuse?
"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid of what you do to me." Joanne boldly responded to his eyes. Then she took the initiative to rush over and hug him. She closed her eyes and murmured, "Luo Beiyuan, do you think I'm too casual?"
Luo Beiyuan replied with a smile: "what are you casual about? You are already a very self-loving girl. "
Joanne raised her head, a pair of clear eyes blinked, and her mouth evoked a smile: "so, can I stay tonight?"
Luo Beiyuan's heart beat faster, Jun's face was slightly hot, and his big palm gently stroked her back: "well, stay."
The man's deep voice, full of magic, made Joanne a little drunk. She didn't know if she was bold or crazy, but if she didn't do something, she would feel shocked and regretful.
There were too many things in life that he regretted.
The living room was quiet all of a sudden. Two people looked at each other unnaturally. The ambiguous factor in the air just now has dissipated, leaving only the courage to face it calmly.
"I Do I want to take a bath? "Joanne is still a little drunk, but her consciousness is awake. Maybe alcohol really can embolden her. She feels that she is bold now. There is nothing she can't do, including pushing down this man.
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