Ji Lin's heart skipped a beat, his throat felt inexplicably dry, and his breathing became erratic.
"Okay, okay." He poured some more wine for Si Jin.
In just a few moments, the bottle was empty.
Ji Lin was fine; he went out for business dinners every day and was used to drinking.
He only had half a bottle, treating it like a beverage, yet he remained unfazed.
Si Jin's eyes, however, became unfocused.
He raised his wine glass, tilted his head back, and drank the last sip of wine.
A drop of wine stubbornly slid down from the corner of his lips and landed on his beautifully shaped Adam's apple.
I was drowsy in the dim candlelight.
Those with reddish corners of their eyes possess an even more alluring and captivating beauty.
Si Jin put down the wine glass and sat on the small sofa to the side.
My body feels a little weak.
She raised her red eyes and stared at Ji Lin for a while.
I couldn't control myself and let out a burp.
The smell of alcohol rose in my eyes, bringing a few more tears to the corners of my eyes.
Ji Lin licked his lips, his heart pounding.
He quickly went to help Si Jin up: "Jin Jin, you're drunk."
"I'm drunk. When you're drunk... hiccup... what should I do?"
Ji Lin helped the person up and whispered in their ear, "You should get some rest."
"Oh." Si Jin nodded blankly, letting him help her into the bedroom and close the door.
Upon closer inspection, a gold-threaded cage was seen covering the bed.
At the top of the cage hung four retractable gold chains.
Bathed in a faint crimson light, it was both forbidden and alluring.
Si Jin had one arm around Ji Lin's shoulder, and the scenery in front of her was swaying slightly.
He muttered in dissatisfaction, "No bed, no way to rest."
This cage was originally designed by Ji Yuan, but Ji Lin disdained it.
But in life, setbacks always come unexpectedly.
He hugged Si Jin tightly and replied, "Yes, come with me."
After saying that, he opened the door.
After Si Jin was put down, the golden cage was locked with a "click".
To prevent switching personalities, Ji Lin has been trying his best to suppress his emotions.
Until Si Jin raised her leg and fastened her reddened ankle into a padded, pale gold shackle.
Tell him, word by word: "I'm not drunk. Look, I can still do the Golden Rooster Stands on One Leg."
As soon as he finished speaking, all his self-control vanished in an instant.
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The next day, Si Jin didn't wake up until the afternoon.
I opened my eyes groggily, still feeling a bit of a headache.
Actually, by 3 a.m., the alcohol had already worn off.
He was covered in sweat, so he wouldn't be drunk for long.
My lower back doesn't hurt much because Xiaoyao, who works there, has been diligently shielding me from the pain.
I was drunk once, and I'm still a little dizzy.
But Si Jin had to admit that he didn't regret drinking.
Ji Lin walked in and coaxed him to drink the hangover soup, calling him "husband" repeatedly.
Si Jin asked curiously, "Your personality didn't change today."
Ji.Toolman.Lin: "That's because they wanted to make hangover soup."
After uttering that complaint, he put down his bowl and spoon.
He sat on the edge of the bed and held Si Jin in his arms.
While pressing his head down, she said, "Dong Lihua came with her gambling husband, leaning on a cane, to deliver the money."
“I disliked them and didn’t let them in, but I had someone check the money on my card, and it was enough.”
What are you planning to do?
After being served, Si Jin lazily sat up and rubbed her neck.
He found some yellow talismans and cinnabar that he had left behind in the study.
I wrote two "bad luck charms".
This symbol has two functions.
First, it could lead to financial ruin.
Secondly, he was killed after summoning a ghost.
She raised her hand and handed it to Ji Lin: "Take this and say it's a gift from me to them, as I'm being exceptionally generous this time."
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