Ling Changfeng looked at Xu Xinghe speechlessly for a while.
Even though his little spouse promised not to drink much, he poured one cup of wine after another into his mouthâit was no longer a matter of yang versus yin1, it was totally yang versus yang.
Although thinking about it carefully, if Xu Xinghe really gets drunk, then heâs the one who will benefit.
However, when he recalled that not long ago Xu Xinghe also agreed to not drink, and finally came home drunkâŠ
Ling Changfeng calmly licked the tips of his teeth. Tapping his finger on the table lightly, he asked: âAre you done tasting?â
Xu Xinghe was just getting started drinking and had become more talkative, so he didnât realize the tone wasnât quite right. âIâve tasted it! Compared with ordinary wines, this wine has a richer aroma and a fragrant fruity aroma. The taste is delicate and smooth, slightly sour and slightly bitter, but not astringent â in short, itâs a good wine. Itâs just that the degree is too low, and not strong enough.â
Ling Changfeng: ââŠâ
When General Waite heard this, he explained in his rough voice: âHow can wine be that strong? Youâre pretty good, this wine is only 13 degrees, you have quite a lot of stamina! Take it easy, donât get drunk.â
Xu Xinghe started to get excited, and he said, âWhoâs kidding, how can I get drunk with this kind of weak wine. Back on campus, I was the leader of the wine table.â
âSo powerful?â Parrish looked at this young omega curiously. âThen you must be very good at drinking?â
âŠand are completely two extremes with Changfeng.2
Xu Xinghe said firmly: âOf course!â
Hearing this, Ling Changfeng glanced at him lightly, but did not expose him in person.
He felt that Xu Xingheâs drinking capacity wasnât too good. Because he saw him drunk twice, he felt like it was quite easy for Xu Xinghe to get drunk.
But he didnât know how much Xu Xinghe drank to become like that before. That is to say, he didnât have a very precise understanding of Xu Xingheâs alcohol consumption.
Lin Tingâs eyes lit up: âAh, Iâm also the wine table leader of our First Military Academy, why donât we have a drink?â
Xu Xinghe nodded: âDrink! But itâs a waste to use this wine.â So he turned his head and asked the waiter, âDo you have any other wine?â
Lin Ting patted the table and said, âCheer up! If we want to drink it, drink something strong!â
Then he turned to the waiter and said, âTwo bottles of crystal vodka!â
Xu Xinghe knew that they were about to start drinking and hesitated, but felt that a real man wouldnât admit defeat at such a time.
No, still gotta drink!
When fighting with wine, the first thing to do is to overwhelm the opponent, so Team Leader Xu turned on his taunting skill. âI have a friend whose last name is also Lin, and he can drink as much as he can eat. I donât know how many shots and bottles Colonel Lin can handle?â
Lin Ting, who can drink thousands of glasses without getting drunk, smiled calmly. âItâs useless to talk. Drinking can only be determined on the field, wonât we know if we drink?â
Everyone booed.
Only Qin Yuan noticed that something was wrong, so he silently stepped back, and started to eat the truffle eel rice in the bowl.
Sure enough, the next moment, Marshal Ling spoke up.
He raised his eyes and looked at Lin Ting, his tone was slightly cold: âDid you get drunk before drinking?â
Then he turned to look at Xu Xinghe: âIs this what you mean by not drink too muchâ?â
Feeling the sudden chill, the smile in Lin Tingâs face froze, and he couldnât help shivering.
Seeing this, his wife Su Lan also patted him and persuaded: âYou, ah, youâre already in your fifties, what kind of drinking are you doing with children in their twenties? Winning is shameful, losing is even more shameful, isnât it enough?ââ
After a pause, she threatened again, âIf you really get drunk here tonight, you donât have to come home.â
Although the atmosphere at the wine table was a bit rowdy, Lin Ting himself was completely sober.
Sensing that something was wrong, he hurriedly called the waiter who was going to open the vodka, and waved him away.
However, Xu Xinghe, who was drunk, was not fully sober.
He looked at Ling Changfeng for a moment, and then began to joke: âWhen did I say ânot drink too muchâ?â
Ling Changfeng looked at his little spouse with a bit of anger and humor, but his tone was still indifferent: âDidnât you want to taste the wine? Now that youâve tasted it, canât you stop it?â
Xu Xinghe looked at him fearlessly: âI havenât tasted enough yet! To be honest, are you feeling bad for wasting this good wine? So youâre reluctant to give it to me?â
Ling Changfeng: ââŠâ
He took a deep breath, his voice still calm and said: âYes, I feel bad for wasting the wine, one bottle less is one bottle less, so can you drink less?â
Unexpectedly, General Waite suddenly added, âDonât feel bad! I still have two bottles of this wine at home. If you like it, I will send it back to youâŠâ
Before he finished speaking, his wife gently nudged her with her elbow.
Qin Yuan silently supported his forehead by the side, thinking âhe can really speak.â
Sure enough, before Xu Xinghe could say anything, Ling Changfeng cast a cold gaze again: âAre you drunk too?â
Waite: ââŠâ
He was stared at by those cold and stern eyes for two seconds. Shivering involuntarily, he immediately changed his tone, âShall I send you a wine chocolate?â
Xu Xinghe: â??â From wine worth millions of dollars to hundred dollar wine chocolates, this gap is too big. Too big.
Ling Changfeng turned his head and said to Xu Xinghe with a blank expression: âThis should be enough, youâve drank too much.â
Xu Xinghe was probably the only person present who didnât panic in the face of Ling Changfengâs cold face.
However, his attitude suddenly took a 180-degree turn, and he smiled at Ling Changfeng and said, âYou canât waste fine wine. Since youâre not drinking, then of course I have to drink your share..â
After speaking, he naturally hooked Ling Changfengâs wine glass in front of himself. âI want to drink double.â
Ling Changfeng pursed his lips slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes flashed as he looked at his little spouse.
Xu Xinghe didnât realize it, but his words âyour shareâ easily pleased the Alliance Marshal who was originally slightly dissatisfied â
In his words, he and Ling Changfeng were automatically divided into the same camp, as if they were a family.
Ling Changfeng thought quietly that they were indeed a family.
He nodded and replied in his usual low voice, âOkay.â
Then the conversation changed: âBut you have to control the amount yourself, if you dare get drunkâŠâ
Xu Xinghe waved his hand and interrupted him: âNo way! â
Ling Changfeng looked at the brazen little hedgehog and asked blankly, âWhat if youâre drunk?â
Xu Xinghe thought for a while, then asked tentatively, âThen you wonât let me go home?â
Ling Changfeng: ââŠâ
There was another burst of laughter at the dinner table.
âWhatâs wrong, Changfeng? If you have this ability, letâs see if you dare shut your wife out?â
âPlus one!â
âYou canât do this, if your wifeâs drunk thereâs even less of a reason to let them stay outside alone.â
Ling Changfeng ignored everyoneâs jokes and taunts, and turned his head to stare at Xu Xinghe intently.
His eyes gradually became darker.
Feeling the gaze, Xu Xinghe turned his head to meet a pair of dual-colored pupils. His whole body was slightly stunned, as if there was a subtle current rising from the spine.
Although the alcohol has begun to affect him, it didnât not prevent him from feeling some of Ling Changfengâs strong emotions.
For example, nowâŠ
Ling Changfengâs eyes seemed to be devouring him.
Xu Xinghe had a subtle premonition in his heart, and the next moment, he saw Ling Changfeng leaning forward and leaning towards him.
âWhat, what are you doing? âXu Xinghe blinked, watching the stern face getting closer and closer to him, but he didnât hide, and asked dumbly.
Ling Changfeng continued to approach until he was next to Xu Xingheâs face. His thin lips approached Xu Xingheâs earlobe, and he let out a hot breath.
In his ear, he whispered in a voice that only two people could hear: âIf you get drunk again this time, I will record your drunken state and play it on a loop.â
Xu Xinghe: ââŠâ
F*ck! What beastly behavior is this?!
Xu Xinghe was instantly frightened.
His remaining rationality made him unable to even care about the fine wine as hurriedly pushed the glass forward, and raised his hands. âIâm not drinking anymore!â
Ling Changfeng straightened up with a blank face, and the two returned to a normal safe distance.
He lowered his eyes and snorted softly: âEn.â
His blue and gold eyes were half-covered by his eyelids and long eyelashes, making it difficult to see his emotions.
At that moment, he almost blurted out â
âIf you get drunk again this time, something might really happen to us.â
Ling Changfeng remembered the strange, fascinating scent of flowers that night. As soon as Xu Xinghe was drunk, the world smelled so good.
And he wasnât sure if he had such a good concentration all the time that he could resist falling prey to an alphaâs innate desire.
ââIf he gets drunk again, heâs afraid that he will do something.
The drunk flower put away the thorns to protect itself, and suddenly became docile and clingy.
The buds that bloomed in the middle of the night exuded bursts of fascinating fragrance, gently entwining in his heart, and every petal was dyed with a fascinating smell.
This smell gave him ulterior motives and made him selfish.
ââIf he gets drunk again, he wants to do something.
Ling Changfeng picked up the cup and took a sip of the cold tea.
He suppressed the conflicting feelings in his heart.
The hiccup was over, and everyone started chatting lively again.
Lin Ting likes to drink. Since he canât drink with Xu Xinghe, he asked Waite to drink with him.
Parrish used to be able to drink very well, but his stomach isnât very good anymore, and with his spouse, a doctor, watching, he didnât dare to be too presumptuous, so he just took a few sips symbolically.
Xu Xinghe was already 80% full, and couldnât drink anymore. He couldnât help but feel a little bored sitting in the seat, so he could only silently start on dessert.
Ling Changfeng suddenly asked, âDid you drink a lot when you were in college?â
Xu Xinghe nodded without realizing it, and even bragged proudly, âYeah, didnât I mention that I often go out to dinner parties? Of course one has to drink at a dinner party.â
Ling Changfeng tapped the table lightly, and asked casually, âHow many times have you been drunk outside?â
Xu Xinghe thought for a while: âNot much, although I didnât know what I looked like when Iâm drunk before, but I more or less knew my limits, so I didnât get drunk when drinking with people I donât know well.â
Ling Changfeng glanced at him. âYou are quite self-conscious.â
Xu Xinghe raised his head: âOf course.â
After speaking, he subconsciously wanted to pick up the wine glass and take another sip, but the moment he touched the goblet, his fingers paused, and he finally picked up the water glass beside it.
After being warned by Ling Changfeng just now, Xu Xinghe actually planned to stop.
Unfortunately, he was late.
He was deceived by the low alcohol percentage of the wine and underestimated the wineâs staying power.
Waite and Lin Ting, who were drinking heavily, were yelling at each other for some reason, and began bickering with each other: âYou have no right talking about this, just listen to me.â
Lin Ting refused to accept: âWhoever can drink at the wine table is who I listen to!â
Xu Xinghe, who was sitting on the side, suddenly raised his head, and slapped the table: âI can drink! Listen to me!â
Everyone in the conversation stopped their movements and turned their heads together to look at Xu Xinghe.
Ling Changfeng frowned, stretched out his hand and waved in front of him.
Xu Xinghe looked at him and said loudly, âWhat are you doing?â
Ling Changfeng asked, âDrunk?â
Xu Xinghe replied confidently, âNot drunk!â
Ling Changfeng originally wanted to ask âWho am I?â but he was afraid that his spouse had entered the stage where there is no distinction between humans and animals, and will make some earth-shattering remarks like last time.
So, he tentatively stretched out three fingers and asked, âHow many is this?â
Xu Xinghe was slightly dissatisfied. âDo you think Iâm stupid? Three!â
Ling Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief: âThen who am I?â
Xu Xinghe looked at him for a while.
Ling Changfeng suddenly had an ominous premonition.