Host, You're Targeted

"Just one bite, just a taste." Zhou Qifeng rubbed Su Lin's back and laughed frivolously, "what are you afraid of? What am I afraid of doing to you

Su Lin asked, "what do you say?"

Next came a man who was holding a beautiful woman on each side. When he passed Su Lin and Zhou Qifeng, he looked at them maliciously.

At almost the same time, Zhou Qifeng raised his arm to block Su Lin's face, put him in his shoulder socket, turned his head and took a sip of the innocent wine that Su Lin had been staring at for a long time.

It seems that the man is not used to Zhou Qifeng's way of protecting food. He hums ironically and walks away with his arms around him.

Su Lin didn't know what happened. He looked up from Zhou Qifeng's shoulder socket and looked at him suspiciously.

Zhou Qifeng holds him in one hand and drinks the blue wine on his side.

Su Lin stares at his face at a close distance, starting from the thin lip with the wine glass, to the sharp jaw line, and the protruding laryngeal knot sliding up and down.

Zhou Qifeng's male hormones seem to break out at this moment, wrapping Su Lin tightly.

in his arms, Su Lin can no longer smell those pungent alcohol and perfume, but can smell the smell of Zhou Feng.

was also when Su Lin discovered that the smell of Zhou Feng's body had not been the smell of men's perfume, but he could not tell what it was.

Seeing that the wine in the glass was less and less, Su Lin took the initiative to pinch his wrist and took the cup away from his lips.

"Not for me? Why did you drink it yourself Su Lin angrily glanced at him, "how do you do this?"

Zhou Qifeng licked the wine stains on his lower lip and asked, "what do I look like?"

Su Lin snorted, holding the cup Zhou Qifeng had drunk half of the wine, to avoid the place he had just drunk, raised the glass.

Considering that Su Lin should not be able to drink, Zhou Qifeng started with a cocktail of ordinary degrees.

He thought that Su Lin just tasted it would stop, but the blue liquid in the cup gradually decreased and slowly flowed into Su Lin's lips.

When he hesitated whether to stop Su Lin, Su Lin had already drunk that cup of wine.

"It's not good." Su Lin put the glass of ice back to Zhou Qifeng's hand, wiped his mouth and officially published the food review. "There is no feeling of coke bubbles exploding on the tongue, nor the sour and sweet orange juice covering the taste. On the contrary, it's astringent. Ouch, it's not good to drink."

Zhou Qifeng put the cup back on the table, held Su Lin and laughed, "there's something good to drink, but I'm afraid you won't get lucky and get drunk."

Su Lin white his one eye, "I don't drink, you drink quickly, drink enough to go home to sleep."

Two people were fighting here, and the bartender handed over the wine ordered by Zhou Qifeng for the second time.

This time, it is filled with polished round ice, and the pattern of round bottom glass covers the wine, forming a beam of light in the brown wine.

The interweaving of light and shadow made Su Lin take a look at the glass of wine.

Zhou Qifeng took up his glass, or coaxed him to drink, "have a try? This wine is very delicious

Su Lin didn't know how to drink, but his intuition told him that the wine was very strong.

He shook his head and raised his hands to show Zhou Qifeng to drink by himself

Su Lin behind the couple tired of leaning together, face to face, do not know what to do.

An idea flashed through Zhou Qifeng's mind. He took a sip of the wine and squeezed Su Lin's jaw to force him to open his mouth and pour the wine into his mouth.