How can the president be fierce

Chapter 2002 Sweet Marriage Chapter 563 Why didn't I see it for 10 minutes, and it disappeared?

She wiped her wet hair, walked to the coffee table, looked at the empty wine glass and half bottle of red wine, and stared blankly for a while.

In fact, my mind went blank, I didn't think about anything, I just stared at the wine glass and the red wine in a daze.

After a while, he let out a low sigh, sat down where he was originally sitting, shook the half bottle of red wine, and poured himself a glass.

A bottle of wine with a very unique aroma, smooth texture in the mouth, mellow and sweet.

She raised her eyebrows and glanced at its name - ROMANEECONTI.

Although he doesn't know what the status of this brand is in the wine world, what he drinks from Nan Mubai is naturally high-quality.

Before I knew it, half a bottle of red wine had bottomed out.

She raised her hand and pressed the space between her drowsy brows. She didn't know if it was because she hadn't drank for a long time, but she was drunk with less than half a bottle of red wine.

Just as he was about to get up, he heard a gentle knock on the doorbell.

Just when she was about to put away the wine bottles and glasses, she stopped, she got up, and walked over to open the door with unsteady steps.

The one standing outside the door, not surprisingly, was Mr. Nan Mubai again.

She propped the door with one hand, leaned her whole body against the wall, and frowned at him: "Is there anything wrong with this new neighbor?"

The man was also leaning on the wall with one hand and the belt around his waist with the other. His eyes as sharp as a falcon lightly looked at her blushing face, and gave her a polite and polite smile: "I just forgot to take my Romanee Conti." gone."

Her brain was eroded by alcohol, and her consciousness became more and more blurred. She pressed the center of her eyebrows and tried to focus herself: "What's yours?"

"Romanee Conti! My..."

The man tilted his head, glanced at her, and lightly landed on the coffee table in the living room: "Red wine!"

"..."

"Red wine! My beautiful neighbor, you can't understand English, you can't even understand Chinese?"

Hao Xiaoman blinked, stood up straight, and looked at him expressionlessly: "Understood, red wine, right? Good! Just wait, I'll get it for you!"

Turn around, try to make your pace not look so 'drunk'.

He took the wine bottle, put the cork on it, and walked over to him with a serious and righteous step.

The man took it, shook it, raised his eyebrows, and gave her a meaningful look: "No more?"

"Is there any of your own wine that you don't know about?" She asked back with a straight face and a blank expression.

"Just because I knew there was still half a bottle before I left, so I want to ask you, why didn't I see it for 10 minutes, and then it was gone?"

"..."

"Can you give me a reasonable explanation?"

He was answered by another loud and crisp door closing.

Unsure about closing the door, he locked it again from the inside.

Turn around, dry your hair calmly, and go to bed.

……

This night Hao Xiaoman didn't take sleeping pills, because she was the type of sleepy when drunk, so when she lay down, she instinctively felt that she would sleep better tonight than the night before.

Until she was sweating profusely, struggling to wake up from one nightmare after another, raising her hand to touch, the sweat on her neck was like a heavy rain.

Still in shock, he turned on the light, got up and poured himself a glass of water, drank it all in one gulp, picked up his phone and looked at it, it was only two o'clock in the morning.

She only slept for 2 hours.

In the dream, it seemed as if it had been wrapped in a century, and it had experienced all kinds of unimaginable tribulations in this world.

In the dream, life is worse than death.

She curled up on the bed and remained silent for a while, the surroundings were too quiet, and the cruel and terrifying scenes in her dream played back in her mind over and over again.

(End of this chapter)