"Shulan, you can have a drink with them, and I\'m here."

Gu Luoluo reached out and took the wine cup from Fu Yunting\'s hand and handed it to Shu Lan.

The amber liquor glowed faintly under the dark yellow light.

Shu Lan glanced at Fu Yunting stealthily. When she touched his confused deep eyes, she pursed her lips and took the wine from Gu Luoluo\'s hand.

Then drink some?

A rare night of indulgence?

His eyes turned to Fu Xichen, but he saw that he drank the wine in the glass again, and his face had already flushed.

"Ah Chen..."

"Shulan, drink your wine and I\'ll take care of President Fu."

Gu Luoluo interrupted Shu Lan, got up and walked to Fu Xichen\'s side.

Fu Yunting, who was beside Fu Xichen, got up, changed positions with Gu Luoluo, took a long leg and sat next to Shu Lan.

Shu Lan blinked and always felt something was wrong.

But before she could understand, Fu Yunting had raised his glass and put his other hand on the sofa, as if he had surrounded her in his arms.

"Touch it?"

A man\'s thin lips are hooked with a sexy radian, and his dark eyes stained with alcohol are full of confused affection, much like A master flirter.

Shu Lan pursed her lips and felt that someone was too evil. She touched a glass with him and took a sip of wine.

The slightly spicy liquor goes straight down the throat, warms the heart and spleen, and dries and heats the whole body.

"Well, it\'s not good."

Shu Lan stuck out her tongue, frowned and looked disgusted.

A man\'s low charming laughter came from his ear, "why only drink one mouthful? You can drink it if you touch it. If you drink it all, you won\'t feel bad."

Is that so?

Shulan looked at him sideways and found that she was close to him.

Under the light, the man\'s slightly drunk face was handsome and charming. A pair of deep eyes looked at her deeply, and the exhaled heat with a faint aroma of wine disturbed people\'s hearts.

Shulan\'s heart jumped, hurriedly lowered her eyelids, secretly moved to the side, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Oh! Liar! I\'ve finished drinking, and the taste in my mouth is still bitter."

Shu Lan frowned at Fu Yunting and complained faintly.

Fu Yunting smiled low and reached out to fork a piece of fruit. "Come on, open your mouth."

The intimate tone is like the care of a lover. Shu Lan stares at the fruit and her thoughts are a little stagnant.

At this time, Fu Xichen, who had drunk too much, woke up from chaos for a moment.

When Fu Yingtian saw you, he scolded his wife: "don\'t you believe me!"

Fu Yunting\'s smiling face suddenly sank, and the slightly rippling eyes burst out of the fierce drunkenness.

"Shut up, whose wife is she? You know better than anyone!"

"Of course she\'s my wife! Fu Yunting, get your hands off!"

Fu Xichen staggered to his feet and shouted at Fu Yunting.

Gu Luoluo hurriedly held him. "Mr. Fu, you\'ve drunk too much."

"I didn\'t drink much."

Fu Xichen waved away Gu Luoluo.

Gu Luoluo fell down on the sofa and pulled Fu Xichen down.

His hands rested on her soft body.

Fu Xichen looked sideways at Gu Luoluo\'s stunned face and breathed slightly.

Somehow, the image of women singing and dancing on the stage flashed in his mind. It was so provocative that he wanted to get angry.

He pinched her chin and flashed a trace of violence in his slightly drunk black eyes. "Gu Luoluo, who allows you to dress like that on the stage? What do you want? Can\'t wait to be seen by a man?"