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"I'm going to cook! I should have time to cook now. If we have some wine, the rice should be ready!"

Zeng Xueyi said, putting down the wine bottle, she was going to wash rice and cook.

Tongdao Xu called her to stop, "Mr. Zeng! Forget it, if you look at so many dishes on the table, let’s have enough to eat, don’t go busy! Besides, I usually can’t eat after drinking, you go now It's cooked, I guess I won't be able to eat it for a while!"

"This……"

Zeng Xueyi hesitated, "I'm really embarrassed. I invited you to dinner, but I forgot to cook it."

Tongdao Xu smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, Mr. Zeng, don't be so polite with me, sit down! Let's have two drinks."

"Okay, okay!"

Zeng Xueyi laughed at herself. After sitting down, she raised her own goblet and said, "Come on! Mr. Xu, thank you for today. I was at the skating rink before. If you didn't help me out, I didn't know what would happen next! I didn't expect to go ice skating, and I would encounter that kind of awful thing."

"I just told you not to be polite with me, are you still so polite?"

Xu Tongdao raised his glass with a smile, touched the goblet in her hand, and took a sip with a smile.

A bit astringent.

But it doesn't matter. Drinking with a beautiful woman like Zeng Xueyi, looking at her more, I feel happy enough. What does the taste of the wine have to do with it?

Zeng Xueyi, who was sitting opposite him, took a sip, put down the wine glass and picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes, and when he picked up the chopsticks, he also greeted Xu Tong said, "Mr. Xu! Eat food! You are welcome! Eat more, there is no food for you today. Oh, haha."

...

The two of them ate and drank and talked. At first, the atmosphere was a bit blunt.

After all, they didn't have any personal relationships before, and they didn't know each other well, let alone eat or drink together in private.

But sometimes alcohol can really act as a lubricant.

After two glasses of wine, the two drinks were not very good, and the mind was a little dizzy. When this mind was dizzy, the words became more and more, and then chatting, the atmosphere on the table became more and more harmonious.

The topics of discussion are getting wider and wider.

For example: "Zeng, who do you look like? So good-looking, like your father? Still like your mother? By the way, do you have a sister? Haha."

For example: "Mr. Xu, you really only have 19 this year? Your family conditions should be good? You are so young and have so much money to do business. Uncles and aunts really give you money to exercise!"

For example: "Zeng, are you afraid of sleeping in such a big house recently?"

For example: "Mr. Xu, you really look like your cousin cousin, do you know? When I first saw him, I really thought you two were brothers, really!"

etc.

Looking at her pretty face up close, because of the effect of alcohol, it became more and more red, the kind that was rosy in white, and it was as bright as a peach blossom. Xu Tongdao chatted with her on his mouth, and met her for a drink from time to time, but the grass in his heart The longer it gets, the more prosperous it is.

He suddenly had an urge to emulate Ximen Qing in "Water Margin".

He remembered that when Ximenqing hooked up with Pan Jinlian, he seemed to be drinking with Pan Jinlian, deliberately dropping his chopsticks to the ground, and then bent down and lowered his head to pick up the chopsticks, reaching out to grab Pan Jinlian's tiny feet...

Not to mention, this idea is really exciting to think about.

Makes him ready to move.

I don't know how Zeng Xueyi would react if he did this?

Is it like Pan Jinlian's wanting to refuse and welcoming?

Or do you kick him in the face?

It's a pity that his reason is too strong, and it suppresses his eager thoughts.

The atmosphere at the banquet was still so harmonious.

Although he suppressed his idea of ​​emulating Ximen Qing, he felt that he still had a chance today.

——Thank you that they both forgot to cook today.

Why?

Because they forgot to cook, the two of them can only eat the food on the table tonight, and it would be embarrassing to eat the food without drinking alcohol.

Therefore, the two of them drank glass after glass of red wine.

He didn't say to stop, and she didn't say "No, stop."

There is an old saying: good day and beautiful wine as a matchmaker.

This statement still makes sense.

Today, I may not be able to talk about the beautiful scenery of the good day, but as the night falls outside the window and the lights inside the house are lit up, the atmosphere is indeed getting better and better.

Unconsciously, after having drunk the second bottle of red wine and drinking half a bottle, Zeng Xueyi's mood suddenly became depressed.

Because when she was talking with Xu Tongdao while holding a wine glass, she suddenly caught the wedding photo on the wall in the living room.

At that time, her eyes were not right, and the smile on her face faded a lot. Sadness climbed between her eyebrows, her drunken eyes bowed her head dimly, and she whispered: "I went to the temple to get incense a few days ago, and I will ask the master to count. It’s fate, do you know? I’ve never believed in fate before, but I’ve been a little believer recently.

Do you know what the master said to me for fortune-telling? "

Xu Tongdao squinted at her, and asked in cooperation: "How did you say?"

Zeng Xueyi lowered her head, "The master said that I was born with Kef's fate, and it is destined that whoever marries me will be defeated by me..."

Xu Tongdao frowned, and before he thought about how to comfort him, he suddenly noticed tears falling on her face.

Because her skin was too smooth, the tears slipped quite fast.

"That's what the master said? Impossible, right?"

He expressed doubts.

The reason is also very good-these so-called masters, which of the so-called fortune-telling people is not for making money, dare to do fortune-telling, still want to make money?

Are you afraid of being beaten?

Zeng Xueyi wiped the tears from her face with one hand, looked up at him, smiled sadly, "I really said that, I am a little convinced, because when I was a child, my grandmother said that I look so good when I grow up. The evil spirit in the drama, you see! The fact is true, otherwise I am so young, why would I be a widow? Isn’t it?"

As she said, the tears in her eyes welled up again.

She wiped the tears from her face with her fingers and the back of her hand, left and right, but because the tears in her eyes kept pouring ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, she couldn't wipe it clean.

Seeing Xu Tongdao, he felt a little sympathetic.

Speaking of fate... He didn't believe it.

But the unthinkable thing of rebirth happened to him, and he was not as firm in disbelief about fate as before.

But how much does he believe in destiny?

That's not it.

He still believes that fate is in his own hands.

Seeing Zeng Xueyi’s tears pouring out, he thought for a while, got up and walked around the dining table, pulled the dining chair next to her, and sat down beside her, naturally reaching out to hug her shoulders, and the hand that hugged her shoulders. He patted her on the shoulder lightly, and comforted softly: "Mr. Zeng, don't take all the responsibilities on your head. Which bald donkey said that? Didn't you scold him at the time? Isn't this a mouthful of feces? What? What is the era of Kufu but not the Kufu? Are you still such a feudal superstition? Are you right?"

The movement of his hug her shoulders was too natural, and she was indeed immersed in sad emotions at this time, and her body was soft. As soon as he hugged, she leaned back in his arms, still sobbing.