PFC Chapter 268 Deliberately Getting Her Drunk
Chapter 268 Deliberately Getting Her Drunk
Because the groom could not avoid being persuaded to drink, Suohe, Wancheng, Guomu and others followed him.
As brothers, you should use your strength when it matters most, and you should use it in such an important event in life as marriage.
As Zhuang Zhoucheng sat down, he moved Huo Yan's chair closer to him. Huo Yan sat down and immediately stood up and turned around to look. She felt that the chair had been moved.
She reached out to move back, but Zhuang Zhoucheng pushed her down and sat her down, his arm casually resting on the back of her chair. He leaned close to her with his handsome face and asked in a low voice:
"Are you unhappy?"
"No." Huo Yan shook his head, feeling depressed.
How exciting is it to attend a wedding?
But Zhuang Zhoucheng's simple two words made her feel worried.
Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and pinched her face. Huo Yan immediately pulled his hand away, glared at her, and muttered softly:
"Don't, there are so many people around, it would be so embarrassing if they saw us."
Zhuang Zhou laughed out loud. The more she acted like this, the more he couldn't help but tease her.
Seeing that she was really angry, Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped and said with a smile:
"I won't bother you anymore. Let's eat something and go home to rest, okay?"
Holding her hand tightly, Huo Yan shrank back twice and said angrily in a low voice:
"How can I eat if you don't let me go?"
Really annoying!
Zhuang Zhoucheng let go and picked up some vegetables for her and put them on the plate, not caring about her anger at all.
Zhuang Zhoucheng took the wine and took a sip himself. Siyu, who was sitting next to him, carefully noted how much this gentleman drank. If he exceeded the limit, she would remind him immediately. This was their self-blame.
Zhuang Zhoucheng raised another cup, handed it to Huo Yan, and said:
"Drink?"
The cup was handed directly to her mouth. The purpose was so obvious. Could it be to ask her what she thought?
Huo Yantou tilted his head, and Zhuang Zhoucheng directly hooked her back with his other hand, clasped her shoulders with one hand, and put the wine glass to his lips:
"This wine tastes different from the previous one. Try it."
Siyu was watching from the side and understood in her heart, is this master trying to get that little girl drunk?
Siyu no longer cares about anything and just takes care of herself.
Huo Yan was forced to drink two cups of liquor by Zhuang Zhoucheng. Including these two cups, she had drunk four cups of white wine. The alcohol had not yet taken effect, but her mind was already a little fuzzy.
"Don't drink anymore. It all tastes the same. Please don't drink anymore, okay?"
Huo Yan spoke softly, and her body was held in Zhuang Zhoucheng's arms. Could she refuse?
Zhuang Zhoucheng smelled the wine, tasted it himself, and poured it directly into Huo Yan's mouth:
"This wine has a gentle on the palate. If you hold it in your mouth for a moment and then swallow it, the taste will be different."
Huo Yan felt a little choked and almost fell back, tears coming out.
After pushing Zhuang Zhoucheng but he failed to push him away, he begged for mercy with a red face:
"Don't drink it, it's not tasty."
It's spicy and cuts the throat. It's unpalatable! It's unpalatable!
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked into her misty eyes before stopping.
He asked someone to clear away the drinks, patted Huo Yan's shoulders twice, lowered his eyes to look at her shaking head, kissed her, stood up, and prepared to leave with her in his arms.
"Master?" Siyu stood up immediately.
"I'll take her away first, you guys continue." Zhuang Zhoucheng whispered.
Siyu pulled out a chair, took the handbag and said:
"Master, you've been drinking. Let me take you and Miss Huo Yan back."
"It's okay." Zhuang Zhoucheng blocked it.
"You stay here."
He only had one drink, and besides, there was a queue of designated drivers waiting at the door.
Siyu stopped talking, lowered her head slightly, and watched the two of them leave.
Zhuang Zhoucheng hugged Huo Yan tightly, half pulling and half hugging her away from the scene.
Suo He often looked back, and when he did, he saw the backs of Mr. Zhou and Huo Yan leaving.
He whispered to Lu Zeng and walked over quickly:
"Master is leaving now?" asked Siyu.
Siyu nodded, Suohe frowned and said:
"I've been drinking, can I drive?"
"There's a designated driver at the door." Siyu said.
Suo He thought about it and quickly dialed the number of the person outside. Even if it was a designated driver, it had to be someone close to him.
Suo He returned to the drinking competition. Wan Cheng drank another glass, burped sideways, and asked in a low voice:
"Master is gone?"
Suo He nodded:
"I've already arranged someone."
Wancheng nodded, expressing his reassurance. As Wancheng went up, Guomu took the opportunity to ask in a low voice:
"Master is gone?"
Suo He repeated his original words: "Yes, I have arranged people."
Their biggest responsibility is to ensure Mr. Zhou's safety, so they follow him all the time. Therefore, no one except them knows Mr. Zhou's whereabouts.
In fact, their work is confidential, which is why they cannot make friends casually.
Zhuang Zhoucheng took Huo Yan to the car. There was heating in the hotel, and the warmth made his head dizzy. After leaving the hotel, he was blown by the wind outside, and he shivered all over and woke up halfway.
"It's so cold."
Huo Yan quickly wrapped his clothes tightly, hugged his body and spoke softly.
Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped and wrapped her in his coat.
The parking guy drove the car over and the designated driver was already waiting at the door.
Zhuang Zhoucheng took Huo Yan over, opened the car door for Huo Yan to get in, and then he got in.
The car drove a distance away and stopped at the side of the street. He leaned over, held her hand, and asked in a low voice:
"Still cold?"
Huo Yan nodded. It was much colder than in the hotel.
Turning to look at Zhuang Zhou, he asked:
"Why isn't there even a blanket in the car?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at the streets on both sides, then got out of the car, opened the door and pulled Huo Yan out.
"Pick it yourself, huh?"
Zhuang Zhoucheng subconsciously rubbed her hand while holding it. Her hand was ice-cold and seemed to be indeed cold.
Huo Yan turned to look at the home textile store on the street and nodded quickly:
"it is good."
I picked out two blankets and then a scarf in the boutique next door.
Zhuang Zhoucheng paid the money and got into the car with his things.
The heater was on in the car and it was already warming up.
Huo Yan wrapped a scarf around her neck, covered herself with a blanket, and fell asleep comfortably.
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at her sideways but did not disturb her.
It was not until the car drove into the Oriental Pearl Tower that Zhuang Zhoucheng carried the man and the blanket out.
I woke up as soon as my body was in the air.
Huo Yan opened her eyes and slid off Zhuang Zhoucheng to the ground.
He subconsciously wrapped himself tightly in the blanket, his body swaying from side to side.
Well, the alcohol is taking effect.
Zhuang Zhoucheng handed her his big palm and asked in a low voice:
"Can I leave?"
Huo Yan nodded, staggering, and after taking a step, his foot slipped.
thump—
He fell to the ground.
"Zhuang Zhoucheng..." Huo Yan cried.