Her finger paused, and seeing that he didn't respond, she was about to take it back with disappointment: "Since Mr. Bo doesn't want to, then--"

Before he finished speaking, Bo Qingyun stared at her for a moment.

Seeing her slender figure trapped in the booth, there was only a small ball, which was completely different from her in the video today.

Sometimes cold and domineering, sometimes charming and charming, she seems to have many faces.

Which one is her true face?

Bo Qingyun sat down slowly with tall and straight body, and her aura was still so powerful that it was terrifying.

His indifferent voice asked slowly, "What do you want to drink?"

Xia Wanxin glanced at him, and her eyes became more interested: "Master Bo has a good alcohol tolerance?"

“This question seems to be a little redundant.”

Bo Qingyun's voice was neither fast nor slow, and she sat there with her body standing up, with the stage where the bar lights shining.

Everything has a sense of incongruity and is very distinct.

Xia Wanxin's beautiful pupils were obviously brighter: "Oh? It's hard for me not to look forward to Mr. Bo's tone."

Bo Qingyun had already poured a glass of wine.

The wine swayed lightly between his fingers, his fingers were slender and distinct, and the blue veins on the back of his hand bulged slightly, which was a symbol of fullness of power.

He looked up and drank it all in one go.

The unfinished wine stains slide down the corners of the lips, gathering on the jaw, and finally dripping to the collar of the shirt.

There you could vaguely see the bulging muscles, and the vigorous hormonal aura suddenly surged out.

At a certain moment, Xia Wanxin seemed to be bewitched and stared at him in a daze.

Until Bo Qingyun put down the wine glass, a low and silenced voice fell in her ears: "Ms. Xia has not moved yet, has she retreated?"

His voice was so nice, but it was like a thunder in Xia Wan's heart.

She was upset, annoyed that she would actually see Bo Qingyun coming out of her senses.

Xia Wanxin poured the same glass of wine.

Scan him lightly.

The same drinks all over.

She didn't know that under the dim light at this moment, she was so beautiful that she could make all men crazy.

The two bottles of wine opened on the table were soon seen.

Bo Qingyun kept staring at her, her eyes as if they were torched.

When I got a new bottle of wine, my body shook without a trace.

Xia Wanxin did not miss this detail.

The eyes lit up as if they saw a new world.

Bo Qingyun only has this amount of alcohol?

Just as she was about to say something, Bo Qingyun rolled in her throat.

Then he closed his eyes and fell backwards.

Xia Wanxin: "..."

"Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo?"

She shouted twice intently.

After several seconds, Bo Qingyun raised her eyes, her eyes were confused, and she looked at her quietly.

The usual indifference and alienation between the eyebrows faded away, and there was only serious doubts, as if she was wondering why she called him.

He is so different from usual.

Xia Wanxin was there, unable to believe that he was really drunk, and subconsciously approached a little.

"Bo Qingyun?"

She called out again and bent down slightly.
Chapter completed!