Chapter 1950

Afang was amused by one of Zhao Desan's jokes until she leaned forward and backward, picked up her wine glass and said, "Comrade Xiao Zhao, come, Sister-in-law will drink a cup with you. Sister-in-law can't drink much, I'll accompany you to drink a cup, you just drink with your Brother Xia."

"Good, good, Sister-in-law, come, I, Comrade Xiao Zhao, will toast you a cup, Sister-in-law." Zhao Desan hurriedly raised his wine glass and greeted it.

The two clinked their wine glasses lightly, and once again drank in one gulp.

After the second cup of wine went down, a faint blush appeared on Afang's face, making the young woman who was already flirtatious and charming appear even more coquettish. With red lips and white teeth, and a pink cheek and white neck, it was truly heart-pounding for Zhao Desan.

Sure enough, this bottle of wine was as Afang had told him in advance, it must have been tampered with. For Zhao Desan, who had a huge capacity, two cups of wine down was almost equivalent to rinsing his mouth, and he wouldn't have any feeling at all. But today, after these two cups of wine went down, Zhao Desan already vaguely had a little burning feeling. Looking at Xia Jian again, he had only drunk one cup of wine, but his face looked rough and red, and his eyes were a bit drifting, as if he were a bit drunk.

In order to see the wonderful live broadcast of meat fighting in time, Zhao Desan ate two bites of food, said two words, picked up the wine bottle and poured wine into his own glass, saying, "I'll drink a cup with Brother Xia for this cup of wine." This time Zhao Desan learned to be obedient. When pouring wine, he deliberately didn't fill the glass, but poured more than half a glass. He put down the wine bottle, picked up the wine glass, raised it to Xia Jian, and said, "Brother Xia, come, let's drink a cup, brothers!"

"Come, Comrade Xiao Zhao, drink it." Xia Jian was also pretending to be a hero in front of his wife, and didn't refuse at all, picked up the wine glass and raised it, saying very boldly.

Seeing his action, Afang on the side was laughing secretly, winking at Zhao Desan, which seemed to be saying: "Look at this stupid cunt, he's really swollen his face to fill a fat man!"

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/> After drinking this cup of wine, Zhao Desan felt his head was a bit heavy. Looking at Xia Jian again, his eyes became a bit different. So Zhao Desan ate two bites of food and picked up his wine glass again to toast Xia Jian. This guy really didn't know what was good or bad, and didn't refuse any of the wine Zhao Desan toasted, pouring it into his stomach cup by cup.

After drinking three rounds of wine and tasting five flavors of food, Zhao Desan felt that the effect of this cup of wine truly appeared, because he felt that this bottle of wine had a particularly obvious difference from other wines after drinking it, and that was that it not only had a feeling of dizziness, but also had an urge to burn with passion and ignite his passion. The nerves in his lower body produced a feeling of tension without any warning.

Looking at Xia Jian again, this guy was flushed, his eyes became very lewd, he looked at Afang with a grin, and then pulled her arm, leaned his face over, and said nothing, that mouth printed toward Afang's fiery red lips.

Afang knew that the effect of this bottle of wine had appeared. She turned her head and looked at Zhao Desan, who was feigning composure, with that blurred gaze, and then hugged Xia Jian, moved to the sofa sticking together, and fell onto the sofa, letting her husband Xia Jian do whatever he wanted on her body.

It turned out that Afang had put a kind of aphrodisiac in this bottle of wine. This aphrodisiac had a particularly obvious effect on people with small drinking capacity, and not obvious effect on people with large drinking capacity. So after three rounds of wine, Xia Jian had completely been unable to withstand the effect of the aphrodisiac and pressed her onto the sofa, while gnawing on her fragrant skin and jade flesh, his hands stretched into Afang's pajamas skirt hem, stroking her snow-white thighs. And Afang, the flirtatious woman, gradually fell into that state of intoxication under his kiss, a fiery blush appeared on her face, a pair of flirtatious eyes were already so blurred, and she twisted and rose her body slightly with Xia Jian's kiss on her snow-white skin. Before long, her pajamas were stripped off by Xia Jian and wrapped around her slender and soft willow waist, revealing a pair of seven-foot breasts.