Immortal Loves Cat Also

"The wine is not strong. I didn't get drunk after drinking a pot in the restaurant. I thought you hadn't drunk before, so I brought it back for you to try." Qingwu poured another cup for him.

Wen Yue silently picked up the cup. This time, instead of taking a sip, he drank it directly.

Qingwu's eyes brightened, "do you like it very much?"

Wen Yue didn't answer her, but he handed the cup to her and motioned her to pour the wine.

"In fact, I think you should drink less when you touch wine for the first time." Qingwu advised him, and his hand was not slow at all. He filled a cup for him.

Wen Yue didn't reply. After drinking a glass, he pushed the empty glass over and Qingwu filled it for him.

Drink one cup after another. When Wen Yue pushes the cup over again, Qingwu pours the wine pot and says helplessly, "it's gone."

I don't know if it was her illusion. After saying this, Wen Yue seemed to flash a little loss on his face.

"You haven't finished your meal yet. You patronize and drink." Qingwu looked at the bowl in front of Wen Yue and found that there was still a small half of the bowl left.

Wen Yue also lowered his eyes along her line of sight, pursed his lips, and didn't speak.

"Still eat?" Qingwu asked him.

Wen Yue raised his eyes and looked at her silently. His eyes were fixed. Qingwu met his eyes and looked carefully for a while before he found something wrong.

"Wen Yue?" She called her out carefully.

Wen Yue still didn't make a sound.

"Are you drunk?" Qingwu looked at him in surprise, reached out and shook in front of him. Finally, he stopped and stretched out a finger.

"Wen Yue, do you still recognize what this is?"

Wen Yue's eyes fell on her face, and the center of his eyebrows twisted slightly, "I'm not stupid."

"Well, you're not stupid." Qingwu was surprised. He thought he was not drunk. When he was about to retract his hand, he was caught by Wen Yue.

"Very soft." Wen Yue grabbed her whole hand and pinched it. The center of the screwed eyebrows suddenly loosened. He looked at Qingwu and said seriously.

Qingwu was stiff and looked at him. For a moment, she felt like a cat. Otherwise, when Wen Yue pinched her hand, it was the same as when she pinched her cat's paw!

Wen Yue pinched it for a while, but he was not satisfied. After pinching it one finger at a time, he began to pinch the palm of her hand and felt the soft touch. His eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Wen Yue, you are really drunk." Qingwu tried to smoke his hand. After he couldn't come back, he gave up temporarily. He simply supported his head with his other hand and looked at Wen Yue.

Qingwu thinks that Wen Yue will be like those who are drunk, but he has to say that he is not drunk.

But Wen Yue nodded seriously, "well, I'm drunk."

Qingwu's expression was stiff.

Wen Yue's eyebrows suddenly screwed up again, grabbed her hand, said solemnly, "you can't talk to others in the future."

"Ah?" Qingwu was stunned, "why?"

"I'm not happy."

A scene flashed in her mind when she was talking to Lei Yuan. Wen Yue was full of displeasure.

"I'm the one who gives you dried fish. You should listen to me, or you won't give you dried fish." Wen Yue suddenly leaned close to her, and there was a bright threat in his words.

After saying that, she seemed afraid that she could not understand how serious the consequences were. After a pause, she added, "just like Wen Xiaomiao."

If you don't obey, there will be no fish to eat. You even threaten Wen Xiaomiao.

Qingwu's face was a little ugly. He angrily asked him, "do you have anything else to threaten me except dried fish?"