Chapter 41 "Boyfriend, would you like a drink?"



Chapter 41 "Boyfriend, would you like a drink?"

Zhu Fan blinked her eyelashes lightly, like butterfly wings fluttering, and her eyes, hidden beneath her long lashes, rippled with shimmering light.

The man stared at her with his dark eyes, and in his dark pupils was a miniature reflection of her small figure.

Every glance Fang Qizhou gave her was intense and direct.

The intensity in those dark eyes made her feel hot all over.

"Fang Qizhou, don't use such..."

He looked at her with such lustful eyes.

Fang Qizhou's gaze swept over her soft red lips, and his hand, which was holding her ankle, casually brushed his fingertips across the sole of her foot.

A fine electric current flowed from the soles of my feet to my heart.

The man seemed to have found a fun toy, and he rhythmically hooked the soles of her feet, again and again.

Zhu Fan almost cried out.

The girl's cheeks flushed red from enduring the pain.

Fang Qizhou whispered in Zhu Fan's ear in a voice only the two of them could hear, "If you keep using that look to seduce me, I won't be able to resist kissing you right here."

Zhu Fan quickly covered her lips, wary of him.

She didn't try to seduce him with her eyes.

It was clearly Fang Qizhou who was making trouble for her.

She strained her injured foot, trying to step on his mischievous fingers.

Not only was she unable to put any weight on her ankle, but the pain was so intense that she was gasping for breath.

Fang Qizhou held her foot, meeting the girl's pained, tearful eyes, and said, "I fucking told you not to move around."

Fang Qizhou gritted his teeth, his neck veins bulging.

The man's voice was suppressed, conveying a fierce and unapproachable rage.

Zhu Fan lowered her eyelids, her eyes red at the corners, "Fang Qizhou, you're being mean to me again, it hurts..."

Fang Qizhou's Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and the fervor in his dark eyes was suppressed.

He carefully transferred Zhu Fan's injured foot to his own leg.

Their intimate whispers and actions appeared to others as a newlywed couple showing off their affection.

The private room erupted in cheers.

"Congratulations to our Sister Fan on finding a partner."

"Sister Fan, you were so enthusiastic when you were chasing after that guy, why are you suddenly shy now?"

"We even got to drink at Sister Fan's wedding banquet."

"Everyone, fill your glasses and toast to Sister Fan and her husband."

In today's gathering, they can be considered "family" members.

Inside the private room, someone started the first teasing remark, and the others, no longer intimidated by Fang Qizhou, boldly raised their glasses and went over to Zhu Fan and Fang Qizhou.

Qiu Chen propped his long legs up on the table to stop the jeering people.

“Our Chen’er has something to say, so please don’t rush to offer toasts yet.”

"Yes, yes, there's an order to toasting. I know everyone wants to drink our Sister Fan's wedding wine, so let's not rush."

Qiu Chen stood up, picked up the two bottles of foreign liquor in front of Fang Qibai, and walked to Fang Qizhou.

"Fang Qizhou, I've been looking for an opportunity to have a drink with you."

"I have to drink this first bottle, whether you drink it or not. A year ago, I was ambushed while driving and my car flipped over the guardrail. No car stopped for me. You saved me. After I came out of the hospital, I organized a party to thank you for saving my life, but you didn't come."

"It's okay if you look down on me, Qiu Chen, but I, Qiu Chen, owe you my life."

Qiu Chen drank quickly, and the amber-colored liquor dripped from the corner of his lips to his chin.

Zhu Fan frowned as she watched Qiu Chen gulp down the wine. "Qiu Chen, don't drink so heavily."

Qiu Chen wiped his mouth and gave her a reassuring look.

He paused for a moment, then yelled at Fang Qibai, "What the hell kind of liquor are you holding—"

It's strong and fucking burning your throat.

Fang Qibai tilted his head and took a cigarette offered by someone else, smiling with an air of noble languor: "Drink your wine, stop talking nonsense."

Qiu Chen pointed the bottle at himself again, ready to drink it all in one gulp.

Fang Qizhou gently placed Zhu Fan's injured foot on the sofa.

Fang Qizhou, who hadn't looked up or spoken a word from beginning to end, got up and took the wine bottle from Qiu Chen's hand.

Qiu Chen was taken aback.

Under Fang Qizhou's fingertips, the bottle was tilted slightly, and the wine was poured into the glass. In just a few seconds, the clean glass was filled.

Fang Qizhou raised his cup towards Qiu Chen.

The man brought the glass to his lips, tilted his head back slightly, and swallowed the wine, his Adam's apple bobbing. His dark eyes, devoid of emotion, gave him an air of wildness and languor.

Qiu Chen turned his head away and smiled at Zhu Fan.

He knew perfectly well that Fang Qizhou only accepted the bottle and drank the wine because of Zhu Fan.

When Zhu Fan saw Qiu Chen reaching for the second bottle of wine, he quickly grabbed it and held it in his arms.

Fang Qibai walked over lazily with a wine glass full of wine in his hand, and raised an eyebrow when he saw Qiu Chen and Fang Qizhou's empty glasses.

Seeing that Fang Qibai had also joined in the drinking contest, Zhu Fan sighed, "Please eat something before you drink; drinking alone will hurt your stomach."

"Did you drink Wen Yuxing under the table?"

The helplessness and concern in the girl's eyes made Fang Qibai smile.

He touched the rim of his glass to his lips, "Here, you're the one who can't drink the most."

Zhu Fan nodded, "Yes, yes, I'm Xiao Pa Cai, you guys are all amazing."

She gave the three of them a thumbs up.

Wen Yuxing pressed his temples; he hadn't actually drunk any of Fang Qibai's drinks tonight.

That's so damn shameful, so damn awful.

He chewed the lollipop he had in his mouth with a loud crunching sound.

Qiu Chen sat down next to Zhu Fan on the right, saying, "Look how distressed you are."

“I just finished more than half a bottle, while Fang Qizhou only drank one cup.”

"Don't you know how good Fang Qizhou's alcohol tolerance is?"

Zhu Fan tilted her head to look at Fang Qizhou.

Their eyes met; the man's dark eyes were so cold they could freeze you to death. She met his icy gaze. "Fang Qizhou, give me your hand."

Zhu Fan placed her clenched fist against Qi Zhou's palm and then released it.

A small handful of rainbow candies lay quietly in Fang Qizhou's palm.

Qiu Chen: ...

This is the half-pack of rainbow candy that he didn't want to eat; he gave it to Zhu Fan.

Zhu Fan dismissed Qiu Chen's outstretched hand with an empty bag of rainbow candy.

Fang Qibai poured wine into Fang Qizhou's glass, "You didn't get to eat the sea bass I made, would you like some wine?"

"Aunt Xin wants me to come over and play the piano for her tomorrow. What do you think, should I go?"

"After all these years, she still doesn't remember you?"

Fang Qizhou picked up his wine glass—

The wine glass shattered on the ground with a crisp sound.

Fang Qizhou smiled, a hint of amusement creeping into his eyes, but his dark gaze held a chilling edge: "Sorry, bro, I didn't hold it properly."

The atmosphere is condensing.

Zhu Fan tried to get up from the sofa, but Qiu Chen pressed her down.

Qiu Chen was so anxious that he kept giving Zhu Fan meaningful glances.

Think of a way quickly, think of a way quickly, to separate these two people.

He held Zhu Fan down, afraid that she would be accidentally hurt by the two brothers who were like enemies.

Normally, Fang Qibai never takes the initiative to provoke Fang Qizhou.

Today, not only did they provoke each other, but they also had to be wary of Qi Zhou's wrath.

Fang Qibai picked up the wine bottle again with his long, beautiful hand, and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "You will continue to go back to the Fang family every week as we agreed. I don't need to see Aunt Xin tomorrow."

He held up the poured wine and offered it to Fang Qizhou again.

Zhu Fan didn't know what they were talking about, but she sensed that Fang Qizhou's emotions were very strange.

She gently tugged at Fang Qizhou's right ring finger, which was hanging down, and hooked the tip of her finger into his palm.

Carrying a gentle warmth that even they themselves were unaware of.

Fang Qizhou turned around and glanced at her.

Zhu Fan glanced at Fang Qibai first, then looked at Fang Qizhou, "Can you finish this glass of wine and let's go? My feet hurt so much."

The tension and worry in the girl's eyes made Fang Qizhou feel a tightness in his chest.

Zhu Fan said she liked him, her eyes constantly fixed on Fang Qibai with concern. She asked him to be her boyfriend, yet she was afraid he would hurt Fang Qibai in the slightest.

But he couldn't bear to make her sad or unhappy.

Fang Qizhou took the wine from Fang Qibai's hand, drank it all in one gulp, and casually threw the glass on the table.

The atmosphere seemed to have eased.

Qiu Chen put his arm around Fang Qibai's shoulder, standing between him and Fang Qizhou, and pulled him to invite everyone to continue drinking.

Zhu Fan tilted his head back, "Fang Qizhou."

When Fang Qizhou frowns, he looks really scary.

But Zhu Fan wasn't afraid at all. She sat on the sofa, smiled at him, and reached out her hand, "Hold me."

Fang Qizhou bent down and hooked his long arm around her waist.

Zhu Fan said softly, "Fang Qizhou, when you pick me up, please be gentle. I'm afraid my skirt is too short and I'll expose myself."

The girl's soft lips brushed against his ear, as if whispering in his ear.

Fang Qizhou pressed his palm against the girl's skirt behind her knees and gently lifted her up.

Don't move your injured foot.

Zhu Fan wanted to try some movements to see if her ankle was feeling better, but under Fang Qizhou's gaze, she obediently stopped moving.

Someone called out to Zhu Fan, "We haven't had our wedding banquet yet!"

"It's not too late to leave after drinking the nuptial wine."

"Let's drink the nuptial wine!"

"Let's drink the nuptial wine!"

Yi Jia held up two glasses of wine, his hands trembling slightly, but he still blocked the way.

Zhu Fan hugged Fang Qizhou's neck and said, "I'll ask my boyfriend if he wants to drink the nuptial wine with me."

"Boyfriend, would you like a drink?"

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