Chapter 1574

Jia Wanli sat down and replied: "Didn't I go to get wine?"

"Are you trying to get us both drunk?" Seeing Jia Wanli bring another bottle of wine, Zhao Desan, who was feeling slightly dizzy, joked.

"Then let's get drunk!" With that, Jia Wanli prepared to pull out the cork to pour wine for both of them.

Zhao Desan immediately took the bottle from her when she wasn't looking, glanced at the tampered cork, felt reassured, and said with a grin: "Let me have the opportunity to serve a beauty!"

Jia Wanli smiled gently, knowing this was Zhao Desan's true nature, and didn't insist, letting him hold the bottle and pour wine for them. Jia Wanli didn't show any weakness; she picked up her glass, tilted her head back, and downed it in one gulp, then shook the empty glass to show Zhao Desan. Seeing him also drink his glass in one go, a devious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Just as he thought, the wine had indeed been tampered with; it tasted terrible, and he almost choked on it.

Zhao Desan had to genuinely admire the open-mindedness of Meng Feng and Jia Wanli. At this point, he couldn't afford to think too much, so he just kept drinking with Jia Wanli. After drinking less than half of this bottle, Zhao Desan felt the alcohol hitting him. He realized that the aftereffect of this wine was very strong...

By the time they had drunk this much, Zhao Desan had completely let go and didn't need to worry anymore. The couple had prepared so meticulously for Meng Feng's special treatment tonight, so there was no need for him to be hesitant! So, when this bottle of red wine was almost finished, he kept clamoring for more. After all, the wine was drugged, and Jia Wanli wouldn't let him drink anymore, fearing that if he drank too much, not only would they not be able to do the deed tonight, but something else might go wrong.

Indeed, Zhao Desan already felt the alcohol hitting his brain, and his head wasn't very clear. Half an hour passed quickly. When Meng Feng returned home, he found that Zhao Desan and his wife Jia Wanli hadn't fully gotten to the main point, so he had to bite the bullet, sit down, continue chatting with the not-yet-drunk Zhao Desan, and even brought out a small bottle of white liquor to drink with him.

Seeing this, Jia Wanli kicked Meng Feng's foot under the table and blinked at him, signaling him not to drink anymore. She wasn't afraid of Meng Feng getting drunk, but she was afraid that if they kept drinking like this, Zhao Desan would cause trouble.

Although Zhao Desan's behavior was a bit beyond his brain's control, his consciousness was still clear. He knew Meng Feng must have gone out to avoid drinking, so he was truly unwilling. After all, today was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He wanted to compete in drinking with this lewd doctor to show off his masculine charm in front of Jia Wanli, so that after helping Meng Feng cure his male disease, Jia Wanli would be devoted to him. But he weighed himself repeatedly and felt he really didn't have the ability to compete with Meng Feng in drinking, so he said to Meng Feng, who was clamoring to drink more: "Don't drink anymore, if we drink more, we'll miss out on tonight's business."

Believe it or not, when Zhao Desan said this, Meng Feng seemed to remember something. He stood up unsteadily and said to his wife Jia Wanli: "You and your leader chat first, I'm going to the bathroom." With that, he started walking toward the bathroom. After taking only half a step, he collapsed as if he had lost consciousness.

Zhao Desan was startled. He didn't think Meng Feng was drunk at all, but rather that he had tripped, so he quickly stepped forward to help him up. Meng Feng, however, pushed Zhao Desan away forcefully, shouting: "I don't need your help, I'm not drunk." Saying this, he stood up unsteadily, walked to the sofa, and pretended to collapse onto it.

At this moment, Zhao Desan didn't know why, but his actions were no longer under his own control. He vaguely pulled Jia Wanli into his arms. Jia Wanli, at this moment, seemed to be under a spell, obediently snuggling into his arms. In the dim light of the living room, Zhao Desan originally felt a sense of confusion, but for some reason, as soon as Jia Wanli's body fell into his arms, his blood began to boil.

Before Zhao Desan could make a move, Jia Wanli threw herself into his arms, clutching Zhao Desan's neck tightly, affectionately expressing a hungry need. Her action caught Zhao Desan off guard. Looking at Meng Feng, who was lying on the sofa pretending to be drunk, he suddenly got cold feet, backed away repeatedly, and said nervously: "Wanli, let go, don't be like this."

But no matter how Zhao Desan retreated, no matter what he said, no matter how he pushed Jia Wanli's body away, Jia Wanli clung to him like a magnet, her mouth constantly emitting murmurs of "hmm."

In his view, Jia Wanli wouldn't give up until she helped her husband Meng Feng with the treatment. Zhao Desan thought this while looking at Meng Feng, who was now snoring loudly, pretending to meet the God of Dreams. Looking at Jia Wanli in his arms, Zhao Desan immediately grabbed her fragrant shoulders with both hands, looked into her eyes, and confirmed his suspicion: there must be aphrodisiacs in the wine. Both of them had drunk quite a bit, but only Meng Feng hadn't drunk much, yet he was the only one now lying to the side, snoring in a drunken sleep.

Jia Wanli's face was flushed and moist at this moment, and her enchanting eyes revealed nothing but the light of desire. She didn't seem to know who she was snuggling with; all she needed now was to cling to this man at all costs, because it was as if she were longing to the extreme, and if she didn't release the flame of desire in her heart, it was as if she would die.

Zhao Desan looked at Meng Feng again and cursed fiercely in his heart: Damn, screw your grandmother! You're really ruthless. To regain your masculine vigor, you actually drugged my wine. Well, then, I'll let your wife enjoy herself right in front of you today, and let you, this wimp, feel inferior!

Just as Zhao Desan was cursing Meng Feng in his heart, Jia Wanli's drug effect flared up violently. She began to tear at her own clothes, her breathing became extremely rapid, as if she were longing to the point of losing control. Flames burned in her almond-shaped eyes, and she kept shouting: "Quick, I beg you, come and take me quickly!"

Meng Feng, who was pretending to be drunk on the sofa, heard his wife's longing plea, secretly opened his eyes a crack, and peeked at the whole process.

Zhao Desan looked at Jia Wanli's hungry appearance. He never expected to treat Meng Feng's illness with this young wife in this way, but the current situation left him no room to think too much. Jia Wanli's intense desire was like a flame that had completely ignited.

Although Zhao Desan had been conquered by Zheng Jie after being secretly drugged by Zhao Da, today's drug seemed even more powerful. Meng Feng, as a doctor, was indeed more knowledgeable than Zhao Da. He also knew clearly that once these drugs were used, if the desire in the body wasn't released, it would lead to physical discomfort due to the fire of desire, and it was highly likely to result in impotence.

Zhao Desan really couldn't bear to look at Jia Wanli's longing eyes, but with Meng Feng present, he still couldn't fully let go. He seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming to Jia Wanli's house today, only wanting to release the desire in his body—to hell with the original intention! While comforting Jia Wanli with his hands, he kicked Meng Feng on the side again, aiming to see if Meng Feng was pretending to be asleep. The result proved that after he kicked him twice, Meng Feng didn't react at all, so he began to focus on soothing Jia Wanli.

Watching Zhao Desan fully immersed, Meng Feng rubbed the part kicked by Zhao Desan with a painful expression. While enjoying the live passion, he frowned in pain and cursed hatefully in his heart: You damn bastard! You're screwing my wife and kicking me too!

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