The crowd laughed and booed.
Chi Zhengzheng reached out and picked up the wine bottle. It took a long time for her eyes to focus, and then her voice was hoarse: "Stop drinking, just drink one bottle."
--It is rare that she was drunk and still remembered that she promised Wenyu to drink only one bottle.
An Qinru smiled and said, "Sister Zhengzheng is so fun, you won't drink it if you don't lose."
"Yes, come on, start a new game!" Everyone started to shake the dice.
Chi Zhengzheng didn't move. He leaned back on the sofa, his cheeks were slightly pink, his eyes were misty, and his eyes were not focused. Holding an empty bottle in his hand, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, as if he was smiling.
Is she really drunk? !
An Qinru was surprised, isn't Chi Zhengzheng's drinking volume particularly good?
Could it be that she hasn't drunk for too long, and she got drunk after only one bottle?
Her eyes flashed, and she stretched out her hand to postpone Zhengzheng: "Sister Zhengzheng, come on, let's start, shake the dice."
Hearing the words, Chi Zhengzheng stretched out his hand on the sieve cup blankly.
At this time, Wen Yiran suddenly said: "If she loses, let me drink, she is drunk."
Everyone was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Wen Yiran.
He didn't move, just slightly lowered his eyes and put his hands on the sieve cup.
Beside, some people who had been onlookers suddenly started to chuckle--
"Hahaha, Yiran, this is Lianxiangxiyu?"
"It's an ex-fiancee after all, she is also affectionate."
"Haha, what's wrong with Yiran, brother?"
...
This group of people are basically young people, especially those who have just grown up. Seeing this situation, they immediately followed suit.
An Qinru's face was extremely ugly for a moment.
Because of the shame at Wen Sisi's birthday party last time, Xu Jiahong, who has been silent today, finally couldn't help it, and said: "Brother Yiran, Qinru is still here, why don't you help Qinru drink? Zhengzheng..."
Only An Qinru is mentioned, because she and Wen Yiran are now a bright couple, but they are not engaged.
No one mentions Wenyu, they are used to when he doesn't exist and don't take him to heart.
But Zheng Ye wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said to his heart-God, what are these people doing? !
He was about to speak, looked at Wen Yu, and immediately stopped the sound.
Wen Yu was packing his coat and Chi Zhengzheng's bag, and then took out the car keys.
He is not a talkative person. When Chi Zhengzheng said that he didn't want to play, he had already packed up his things and was going to take her away directly.
As for the game and others?
Oh, he didn't care about it at all.
But at this moment, when he heard these sounds, his face sank for an instant, and his eyes became cold. He put down his coat and bag and walked back to Chi Zhengzheng.
Chi Zhengzheng's brain is dizzy, even more dizzy than just now.
--This is the wine spirit has come up completely.
She couldn't react a little, An Qinru asked her to shake the dice, and her hand was already touching the sieve cup before her head was sober.
Just touched it blankly, didn't shake, didn't move.
At this time, a warm and familiar hand covered her hand and gently took her hand off.
Chi Zhengzheng looked over blankly.
--Wen Yu!
She is dizzy, but the corners of her mouth are already grinning.
"I will play for her."
Wen Yu was expressionless, only gently supporting Chi Zhengzheng and leaning on the sofa, picked up her coat and covered her body, just in June, the air conditioner in the nightclub was already blowing.
Everyone was stunned and looked at Wen Yu blankly, and then suddenly remembered-this is Chi Zhengzheng's real fiancé!
Wen Yiran pursed his lips.
Wen Yu was wearing casual clothes today, reducing his spirit, but now his face was calm, making the whole person like a sharpened knife.
He pulled a chair over, sat down, glanced over Wen Yiran, An Qinru and others, with a cold voice: "It's boring to shake the dice. Let's play Jinhua, a bargaining chip... a glass of wine."
When the voice fell to the ground, there was no sound in the entire night except the music on stage.
Everyone was shocked, Zheng Ye swallowed even more, glanced at the cup, and thought--
This can't drink to death?
This game is almost never online. I don't know how many chips I have to go down. If I play with hundreds of thousands at a time, this game will go on, so much alcohol and drinking, can this person be better? ? ?
Wen Yu looked at Wen Yiran, and finally stopped on An Qinru, repeating what she said to Chi Zhengzheng: "Don't you want to play with me?"
He has never had the habit of not bullying women, especially when this person shot Chi Zhengzheng several times.
An Qinru's face turned pale, her hands on her knees gripped her skirt tightly, sweat dripping down her forehead.
For a moment, when she met Shang Wenyu, she felt as if she had already reached the boundary of the abyss of death.
"Play! What can't you dare!" Wen Yiran gritted his teeth.
So, the waiter quickly brought them poker and chips, a large pile of chips, thinking that each one represents a glass of wine...
"Go change the small cup." Zheng Ye pulled the manager over and whispered.
The manager nodded hurriedly: "Okay!"
He was afraid that something really happened here, so he immediately changed the small wine glasses.
"Zheng Ye, you come to deal the cards." Wen Yu said again.
Wen Yiran didn't say a word, obviously there was no opinion.
So Zheng Ye took a set of poker, and other people who wanted to play took a pile of chips and sat down.
It was a little scary to see this posture. Many people walked away and stood on the sidelines. Obviously they didn't participate, but there were a few who liked to play, sitting there smiling and waiting for the big ones.
An Qinru was trembling a little, but Wen Yu clicked her name and left without going up, which was a bit embarrassing.
She sat still, her lips pressed tightly. At this moment, she was inexplicably afraid of Wen Yu.
--Why is this man so terrifying?
The game starts now.
Zheng Ye dealt with cards.
Since Wen Yu got the card, he kept raising, Wen Yiran followed, An Qinru gritted his teeth and followed.
After a few chips, someone looked at the cards and then left the field one after another.
The wine glasses have been changed to smaller ones, but ten glasses of wine are almost one bottle. The cards are not good. After two rounds, some people are afraid that they can't hold it and slip away as soon as possible.
"Plus." Wen Yu continued to add, a pair of sharp eyes staring at Wen Yiran and An Qinru.
An Qinru gritted her teeth: "Follow."
Soon, there were only three of them left on the venue, and even Xu Jiahong withdrew at the time of two bottles. After pouring two bottles of wine in public, he quietly stood by and continued to watch the follow-up.
Everyone gathered together and watched around them.
All faces are sorrowful.
The chips quickly reached sixty, six bottles of wine, An Qinru had already drunk one bottle before, and her face was a little pale at the moment.
She looked at the cards.
"Oh, don't play too much, leave the field early, don't play this one if you play this one." Someone said.
--It's just that this one is over, I'm afraid something will happen.
After An Qinru heard it, he looked at Wen Yu who was on the opposite side. He was also looking at her. His eyes were completely different from the gentleness of Chi Zhengzheng. At this moment, he looked at her with sarcasm and indifference.
She trembled all over, as if meeting a tiger with her eyes, her hair standing up.
"Follow!" She gritted her teeth.
Wen Yu also looked at the cards, tick the corners of his mouth, and increased to seventy.
Seven bottles of wine! !
An Qinru's face was completely pale, no one was speaking at the scene, everyone was looking at her, waiting for her to speak.
She was silent for a long time, then let out a long breath, then said hoarsely: "Don't follow."
Wen Sisi had been around and immediately opened six bottles of wine, choosing the strongest one and placing it in front of An Qinru, with a smile on his mouth: "Drink."
--She just filled Chizheng zither! !
-She can't drink it!
An Qinru gritted her teeth, picked up the wine, and poured it down.
Wen Yiran also looked at the card, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Plus!"
"Follow." Wen Yu didn't hesitate.
So, nine bottles of wine.
"Wen Yu, your hand can't be bigger than mine, I advise you to give up as soon as possible, don't drink to death later." Wen Yiran's voice mocked, looked at Wen Yu, and closely watched his eyes.
Wen Yu expressionlessly said, "Who knows?"
"Plus!" Wen Yiran gritted his teeth, "Since you are not afraid of death, don't blame me."
Wen Yu was still very calm, did not pay any attention to his threats, and said calmly: "If this is the case, don't increase it slowly, just cap it."
Afraid of drinking dead people, Zheng Ye said before the game started, the cap was two hundred cups, which is twenty bottles.
The scene was a bit quiet, Wen Sisi blinked, and she suddenly discovered-Chi Zhengzheng, Wen Yu, her fiancé, her brother in the lobby, is indeed really handsome, not only in appearance, but also in momentum.
Why didn't you find it before?
"Okay! Then cap it!" Wen Yiran stared at Wen Yu, sarcasm in the corner of his mouth.
Chi Zhouchen was behind Wen Yiran because of the position of the station.
He saw Wen Yiran's card, and thought to himself, Wen Yu's mentality is really good, but this game is really helpless.
None of them had ever seen Wen Yu drink, and wondered if he could drink twenty bottles. Fortunately, Zheng Ye was still there, so it shouldn't make him really drink.
"Wen Yu, see clearly." Wen Yiran tickled the corner of his mouth and turned over the card.
Straight flush, KQJ.
"Really! It turned out to be a straight flush! No wonder Brother Yiran is so calm!!"
"Haha, isn't this a sure win?"
"Let me just say, Brother Yiran is not the top one, if the card is not good, how can you dare to cap it?"
"Hahaha, unless Wenyu is a big flush AKQ or a leopard, but it's impossible!"
"Wenyu can drink twenty bottles? I just saw him still feel confident, but I didn't expect...tsk."
...
An Qinru can drink very well, but the seven bottles of wine have made her very uncomfortable.
Her brain can still think rationally, standing and insisting on gritting her teeth. Seeing this, the corners of her mouth can't help but raise.
Wen Yu, see how proud you are.
Wen Yu, who was watched by everyone, looked at the flush, and immediately, the corner of his mouth ticked, and he said: "Heh."
Everyone was stunned, and Wen Yiran was also stunned.
Wen Yu was in the midst of everyone's stunner, turning over his own card.
leopard.
"How is it possible?!" How could he be so lucky? !
Wen Yiran stood up abruptly, unbelievable.
An Qinru's face was also white, and the whole person was not good.
The only card that can be bigger than the Leopard is the very small 235 of different suits, right in her hand!
She thought of the three bad cards and gave up when she didn't dare to add them. She never expected...
"Please." Wen Yu stretched out his hand, paused, and then said: "Or do you want to admit defeat?"
Admit defeat...
Wen Yiran's face was dark and ugly, and gritted his teeth: "I have a drink, I would like to bet!"
Everyone was stunned, but someone still took the wine that was just opened for Wen Yu to Wen Yiran. He looked at Wen Yu, filled with anger, picked up the wine in his hand, and poured a bottle into his mouth.
Wen Yu only watched him drink a bottle, smiled coldly, and dismissed it, and walked towards Chi Zhengzheng.
Then, in the sight of everyone, he took Chi Zhengzheng's bag, picked her up and walked out, as if not caring whether Wen Yiran was drinking.
A game, like slapped An Qinru and Wen Yiran several times.
At this moment, he left directly, and another loud slap slapped Wen Yiran's face, causing his hand holding the wine bottle to turn white, and the veins on his forehead jumped.
Wen Yu calmly held Chi Zhengzheng and went out.
When the cold wind blew, Chi Zhengzheng awoke for a moment and asked with a hoarse voice: "You won?"
"Well, I won."
Wen Yu said with a smile: "It hurts the heart, I will avenge you tonight. The rest will be counted in the future."
Isn't it sad and heartbreaking?
Without giving Wen Yiran a straight flush, how could he still be cautious to play to the top? Twenty bottles of wine are more than the maximum amount Wen Yiran can bear. After all, the wine tonight is not the degree of beer.
If you want him to follow, you have to make him proud.
And An Qinru, who gave her the worst card, but the only card that could win the Leopard. She conceded and ran first, but the result was the most heart-wrenching. He stepped on Wen Yiran, to An Qinru, it was as embarrassing as stepping on her.
Wen Yu tightly hugged Chi Zhengzheng's arm, and his eyes became more smiling.
Except for him, no one knows that Zheng Ye can play a hand to the extreme, and he can also play to the extreme.
With years of tacit understanding, Zheng Ye knew what effect to give him with a look in his eyes.