His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 164

Feng Can sneered, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the jar of wine, raised his head and drank it, very bold.

Qian Miao held the blue-and-white porcelain wine glass and drank to them in a leisurely manner, without eating much, her expression was calm and calm.

At about eight o'clock, Lu Wanyu and the other three girls were exhausted, and they all went back to the living room to rest for a while.

A group of men laughed when they saw this.

"It's quite good for girls to drink like this. Come, let's drink."

Zhu Danjing laughed: "Hey, you seem to have forgotten that this great god is still here."

He spread his hands and pointed at Qian Mi who was turning the wine glass.

Her face was fair and ruddy, her eyes were clear and clear, and there was no trace of drunkenness at all. In those deep peach blossom eyes, there was a trace of melancholy that could not be dissipated.

Feng Can hugged an empty wine jar, swayed close, his eyes blurred: "How, how is it possible, you drink more than me..."

With a bang, Feng Can fell to the ground, smashed his mouth, and fell asleep.

Xu Youzheng was also shocked. He drank enough. At first, he was worried that she would be unable to resist the toasts of so many people alone.

He also tried to help her block...

As a result, he couldn't hold it any longer. Since ten minutes ago, he has made five trips to the toilet.

Qian Miao grabbed a small jar of wine with one hand, poured it into the glass, and raised the glass to seven points: "Whoever can't hold it, you don't have to force yourself."

When a group of men heard it, they suddenly felt that their manhood was threatened, and they continued to drink even in spite of the discomfort.

In a blink of an eye, it was ten o'clock.

In the brightly lit yard, it was already quiet, with only the slight sound of the wind blowing leaves and the chirping of insects in the grass.

Qian Miao sat alone on the high stool, turning the binoculars with both hands. Next to it, there were a bunch of men staggering about. Everyone was drunk. The only one who was not drunk was the Zhudan Jingjing, who had already expected the result.

He didn't dare to drink too much, but he was also washing his face in the bathroom at this time.

Qian Mi adjusted the angle of the telescope. In the field of vision, what he observed was an endless dark blue, and the bright little stars covered the night sky. With the help of the telescope, it was magnified countless times.

The mystery and wonder of the universe, even if she watched it a thousand times, she would not get tired of it.

Suddenly, her calm expression froze for a moment.

She has a keen sense of smell and has long been accustomed to smelling the complex aura of various scents.

Just now, in the air, all those smells were covered by the aroma of wine, and she didn't bother to distinguish them.

Now, after drinking the wine, the smell of the wine has dissipated, and gradually, she can distinguish other tastes.

One of them, a very faint mint scent, wafted from somewhere.

She turned her head and looked out the door almost subconsciously.

Not far from the intersection, under a big banyan tree, a Bentley parked on the side of the road. The street lights smudged the front windows, and Xu Xiaomo could vaguely be seen in the driver's seat.

He was looking back and talking to the people in the back seat.

Qian Miao's heart was disturbed by the wine, and it seemed that at this moment, tiny vines grew, slowly crawling out from the bottom of her heart, wrapping her heart tightly.

It was a strange and unpleasant feeling.

She had never felt this way about anyone before, and in a short time, she couldn't tell what the end of this feeling was.

How long has he been here?

"Miao Miao, I called a car to bring them back, how are you?" Zhu Danjing came out suddenly.

Qian Miao looked away from the car and said lightly, "I'm fine."

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(A certain string is quite capable, it actually messed up my mind...)