When the iceberg is sweetened by me

Chapter 403 My ideal type, my life

Immediately, a man answered with an excited face: "Then I am looking forward to your girlfriend's drinking capacity."

In this kind of occasion, women are always easy to stir up some of the enthusiasm of men.

Bei Yan could think that this might be an unexpected incident. Brother Meng was indeed in poor health, so it was understandable to drink for him.

It's just that she doesn't like people calling her Mencius's girlfriend.

But Meng Zixian didn't explain his relationship with Beiyan.

What's more, the men at the dinner table have already started socializing from work.

Bei Yan wanted to say something, but she had to hold it back.

The men's topic was nothing more than business, Bei Yan couldn't quite understand it, so she began to observe everyone present.

She found that there were only a few people who mainly talked with Meng Zixian, and the others, including the driver and his wife, didn't talk much, and some of them had been looking at their mobile phones since she came in.

What kind of dinner is this?
Although Auntie is only the wife of Meng Zixian's driver, it is reasonable to say that she should not appear in this kind of occasion to discuss business, but Auntie looks much calmer than Beiyan.

The dishes were all ready, and Bei Yan didn't know when it was appropriate to pick up the dishes with chopsticks, but the aunt took the initiative to pick up the dishes for her, and it was still a big piece of meat.

In Beiyan's ignorance, she had an illusion that the uncle driver's wife was deliberately arranged by Mencius Xian to take care of her.

No matter what the inside story was, the food was already on her plate, so she picked up the chopsticks and started eating.

When she was eating, she didn't notice that Meng Zixian was staring at her intentionally or unintentionally when he was discussing business with others.

……

When Bei Yan ate the meat that her aunt gave her, how could she suppress her hunger, when Meng Zixian was talking to the elder next to him, he obviously took the meat in front of him that was full but hadn't started to drink yet. liquor.

The elder immediately understood, and said with a dry smile, "We're almost done talking, let's have a drink?"

Mencius nodded his head, turned his head and whispered a few words to the waiter behind him before responding: "I will replace wine with tea, Yan'er will drink my wine."

His voice was neither soft nor weak, nor loud.

He didn't even know about Bei Yan.

But the man understands that the girl doesn't need to be reminded at the critical moment, she will cooperate very well.

as predicted.

After Bei Yan heard his words, she was taken aback for a moment, quickly wiped her mouth with two tissue papers, stood up and said, "Brother Meng's wine tonight, I will do it for you, I hope you guys have a good talk!"

Look, well said.

A smile flickered across Meng Zixian's lips, and asked the waiter to bring the wine to Bei Yan.

The wine is a hundred-year-old liquor.

The wine glass is a 20ml ceramic cup, which doesn't look like much.

Bei Yan didn't know cocktails before, but she knew baijiu.

She also knew that there was nothing low-alcohol in baijiu, but she thought... if it was such a small cup, it wouldn't hurt too much.

The men watched her hold the wine, including the driver, all the men stood up and raised their glasses.

Mencius, who was replaced by someone else, swept the crowd around and said quietly to Bei Yan, "Yan'er, you have to have a drink with everyone for me."

Bei Yan was shocked, "Everyone?"

There are eleven men who got up.

Eleven glasses, more than three liang of wine.

This is the first time she has sex, she will definitely vomit from drinking, and maybe she will become unconscious from drunk!

But it's all like this, and she can't hide.

Just get drunk when you get drunk...Brother Meng must have his own thoughts on this move, she believes him!

Being cruel, she raised her wine glass first, and said to the man who talked to Meng Zixian the most, "Yan'er respects you on behalf of Brother Meng!"

To toast, of course, you have to do it yourself first.

She is also rusty and honest, with a stuffy mouth.

But he still couldn't stop being irritated by the spicy wine and twisted his face.

Bei Yan immediately tried to control her expression, for fear that she would lose face to Meng Zixian if she was not careful.

There were also men present who were not used to liquor, and their expressions didn't look any better after a sip of alcohol.

If so, Bei Yan relaxed a little.

The waiter was holding an antique and distinctive wine bottle, and immediately filled her second glass right next to her.

Bei Yan also continued to toast.

After taking turns to come down, and finally respecting the driver uncle, she could clearly feel that the alcohol had begun to affect her as soon as she sat down from high to low.

It's not okay, she ate before drinking, and her stomach hasn't started to feel sick yet.

The men went to talk about business again, Bei Yan seized this gap and ate some hot dishes and soup on the table, trying to dilute the alcohol in her body.

Ran and egg.

Not even 5 minutes after she sat down, her body shook uncontrollably under the witness of others, and her eyes were blurred.

The veterans of the wine shop knew that it was drunk when they saw it.

Bei Yan staggered, and she didn't realize her gaffe until her body hit the edge of the table, but she couldn't control her body anymore.

Fortunately, she still had her senses. She was afraid that she would lose face to Mencius Xian, so she squinted her big eyes, looked at Mencius Xian opposite, and said, "Brother Meng... I seem to be a little drunk..."

The drunken girl's voice has quietly changed.

It's doubly cute.

Mencius looked enviously at her lifting her chin, her mouth was still slightly open, and her eyes showed a touch of doting, but he didn't respond to her.

It's not that the other bosses present have never brought women to drink in this kind of game, but there are really few, and they let their female companions get drunk from the very beginning.

Something abnormal, there must be clues.

But others also understand that this clue does not lie with them, but between Mencius Xian and Bei Yan.

At this time, someone asked curiously: "Mr. Meng, who is this girl to you?"

Mencius raised his eyebrows, and his cold voice was so low that only the two or three people next to him could hear: "Instead of me answering, I want you to ask me, what am I to her..."

Speaking of this, the man's eyes flashed with a smile, and he added: "Speak the truth after drinking."

Others: Could this be the reason why he made the girl get drunk on purpose?

So someone immediately cooperated with him, raised his voice and said to Bei Yan: "Miss Yan'er, I have a question for you!"

"Huh?" The kid responded loudly and cutely.

Because she was too dizzy now, she put her arms on the table and rested her cheeks on both hands, but her body was still shaking.

"Our Mr. Meng, who is yours?"

"Boss Meng?"

Her sanity was also slowly drifting away. When others mentioned Mr. Meng, she didn't even react.

The man smiled and said, "What do you think of Meng Zixian?"

"what……"

Bei Yan opened her mouth wide, suddenly let out a sound, swallowed again, and said vaguely: "I... um..."

Well, it's hard for her to organize her words well.

At this moment, the alcohol basically made her forget where she was. Her eyes were only on Mencius Xian across the street, and the man next to her was automatically blurred by her.

Slowing down, she looked at Meng Zixian with a foolish smile, raised a hand, pointed at Meng Zixian, and said in a very cute and loud voice, "Mencius, the man I like!"

"Hmm... In the words of the young lady in our show, my ideal type, my true nature..."

Meng Zixian pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly.

The kind that can't be stopped.

And so far, in this room, there is a high-definition camera that has long been hidden in the dark, recording everything.

　It's December, I hope everyone will get better and better, and Lao Meng's routines will become more and more coquettish.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)