Nan Fengqi rarely drinks alcohol, and occasionally drinks but does not get drunk.

But tonight she was so drunk that even Lin Congcong almost couldn't recognize her.

Nan Fengqi has pushed Lin Congcong away many times, which makes Lin Congcong feel particularly helpless.

Seeing her colleagues who had been drinking for three rounds of tours keep making noises, Lin Congcong simply ignored it, maybe she could be better.

After drinking three glasses of beer in a row, the door of the box was opened and Xing Zhiheng appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing Xing Zhiheng, everyone stopped talking, and Nan Fengqi even dropped the wine glass that was raised in the air and fell to the ground.

Zhou Lin asked Xing Zhiheng to sit next to Nan Fengqi, gestured ok to Lin Congcong, and then sat down.

Xing Zhiheng's appearance instantly woke up half of Nan Fengqi's wine.

She was sad to think of Xing Zhiheng's rejection of her in the afternoon. She was about to say something, but immediately shut up. Now he appeared again. Maybe there was really a romantic surprise?

Thinking of this, Nan Fengqi dragged the smell of alcohol all over her body to Xing Zhiheng.

What was received was Xing Zhiheng's face full of disgust: "Did you drink too much? The smell of alcohol smells so bad."

Pouting, Nan Fengqi poured another cup of wine in front of Xing Zhiheng.

Wine is a good thing. At the critical moment, it can double your courage, double your courage, and double your shamelessness. Your inner thoughts will roll and roll.

Nan Fengqi stood up, snatched the microphone from her colleague's hand, and flipped over the coffee table in front of her. Xing Zhiheng was about to pull it, but she had already stood above the coffee table.

"Xing Zhiheng, I'm leaving my words here today. I like you, I like you, I want to be your girlfriend. Do you like me?!"

Looking at Nan Fengqi on the coffee table, Xing Zhiheng frowned: "You come down first, come down quickly! Don't be hurt." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and signaled to help her.

Nan Fengqi was half drunk and half awake. While drinking, she only wanted one sentence from him, one exact sentence, or one dislike.

Shaking away Xing Zhiheng's hand, Nan Fengqi continued to shout, "Xing Zhiheng, do you like me?"

Everyone here drank wine, and at least they had no serious appearance as the subordinates of the daytime, and began to stir up.

Zhou Lin held another microphone: "Xing Zhiheng, it's my brother's answer."

Nan Fengqi asked again on the other side: "Xing Zhiheng, do you like me?"

Xing Zhiheng carried Nan Fengqi to the coffee table: "I like it, I like it."

Amid the cheers of everyone, Nan Fengqi stuffed his head to Xing Zhiheng's chest. His chest muscles were very big, making it very comfortable for her to lean on him. She thought this was to catch him.

After midnight, Nan Fengqi did not follow Lin Congcong back. She walked from the emperor to where they lived for about an hour. Nan Fengqi took Xing Zhiheng's hand and said, "Let's walk together."

Looking at this woman who was a little drunk, Xing Zhiheng smiled, as long as you don’t call him tired.

Lin Congcong and Zhou Lin looked at the newly promoted couple without stopping them. They told them to be careful on the road, and then got into the car with a smile.

Looking at the direction of the car going far away, Nan Fengqi shouted: "Wrong, wrong, we live here."

Xing Zhiheng pulled the woman over, "The Zhou Lin family is there."

Although Nan Fengqi had never done anything, she couldn't help laughing unconsciously when she thought Congcong was going to Zhou Lin's house tonight.

The wind was still strong at the end of December, even louder than when she first met Xing Zhiheng on the bridge, and the weather was colder.

But not only did this weather not make her feel uncomfortable, but she was filled with excitement at this moment. She grabbed Xing Zhiheng's hand and started sweating.

Feeling the sweat in his palm, he turned his head to look at the woman beside him who was beginning to be shy because he was gradually sobering up. Xing Zhiheng asked, "Hot?"

Nan Fengqi said: "Xing Zhiheng, my first time in love."

Xing Zhiheng nodded, said "Oh" and stopped talking.

Even after Christmas night, there are still many people. There are couples on the street. Nan Fengqi looked at the people walking by, as if she could feel the happiness.

He is by his side, he is holding hands, and he is what he wants.
Chapter completed!