Prosperity for the rest of your life

Chapter 345 Do You Drink Or Me?

Shi Qianxi hesitated, "I can't drink anymore, Feng Chenche, I want to get out of the car."

Her cheeks are getting more and more rosy, and her body is hot. This is a sign that she is about to pass out. She must leave quickly and go back to Shi's house!

If it falls into Feng Chenche's hands, she will be tortured to death!

After Shi Qianxi finished speaking, she walked towards the car door, her steps were a little unsteady, and she yelled at the driver in the front seat: "Stop, open the door! I want to get out!"

The driver acted as if he hadn't heard of it, and concentrated on driving.

Shi Qianxi was slightly angry, and looked back at Feng Chenche, "I want to get out of the car!"

Feng Chenche stared at her, "Get out of the car? Go get a bottle of white and drink it!"

She's already drunk after drinking red wine, and she'll dump it in the car if she drinks a bottle of white wine!Shi Qianxi frowned, and refused: "Impossible! You know, I can't drink well, so you are embarrassing me."

"You don't drink well, it's not in my consideration!" Feng Chenche was cold and unmoved.

"Feng Chenche! The knife you owed me will be paid back, and I don't owe you, so don't go too far!" Shi Qianxi snorted coldly.

Lifting the knife in his chest, Feng Chenche's eyes burst into unprecedented coldness, he suddenly stood up, raised his legs and approached Shi Qianxi.

With a long body, mixed with an invisible strong aura and cold air, Shi Qianxi took two steps back slightly, his eyes flustered slightly.

Her skills are simply vulnerable in front of Feng Chenche!
Feng Chenche leaned closer, his perfect facial features showed no expression, his indifference was suffocating.He stretched out his hand, and his white and slender fingers suddenly restrained Shi Qianxi's jaw, and a cold light appeared in his cold eyes.

"Qianxi, after you left me, you forgot all the rules! You're getting more and more presumptuous, huh?"

Pain——Shi Qianxi felt that the coldness in Feng Chenche's eyes seemed to want to strangle her alive, and the strength of his hand was also full of ruthlessness, as if he wanted to crush her jaw.

Shi Qianxi's eyes drooped slightly, her cheeks were rosy, and her chestnut curly hair was slightly messy, but she exuded a different kind of beauty.

Feng Chenche pinched her chin so that she couldn't escape, and looked directly at him.Her eyes were stubborn and cold, her face was rosy and flawless, and her red lips were moist and shiny.As Feng Chenche watched, the cold light in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a gradually rising temperature.

Feng Chenche moved his throat, and dragged Shi Qianxi towards the refrigerator, with one hand still holding Shi Qianxi's chin, the other hand opened the door of the refrigerator, and took out a bottle of liquor that had been opened.

"Do you drink it or should I drink it? Choose." The tone was cold, without warmth.

Shi Qianxi was restrained by him and couldn't move his jaw. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the degree displayed on the bottle of liquor, and his pupils shrank.

That degree--she must pour three cups!
Drink, she can't get out.If Feng Chenche drinks, then she has to feed it with her mouth.

Shi Qianxi's fingers hanging on both sides were tightly tightened, and her palms were moist.She looked at Feng Chenche with anger in her eyes, and chose to remain silent and not answer.

Her little stubbornness made Feng Chenche very unhappy, and his face became more and more cold, revealing a merciless coldness.He stared at Shi Qianxi, saying every word with extreme coldness, "Don't choose? Okay—then I will choose for you!"

After Feng Chenche finished speaking, he quickly flicked off the cork of the spirits with one hand, and strangled Shi Qianxi's chin with the other, his eyes became as cold as frost.

Feng Chenche brought the wine bottle to his lips, swallowing a lot of spirits in one breath.

Shi Qianxi looked at him, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Did he really just drink it for her?Shi Qianxi watched him pour spirits into his mouth in disbelief.

Just when she was in a daze of surprise, the hand holding her chin suddenly increased its strength and shook it hard.Sudden pain, Shi Qianxi subconsciously exhaled, at this moment, Feng Chenche suddenly lowered his head, and pressed his thin lips against her red lips.
(End of this chapter)