Paranoid president, he is inappropriate [wearing books](BL) (MTL)

Chapter 87

Chapter 87

    The voice from the TV in the living room came faintly, and the host's clear and neat tones explained the boring nouns, which combined into a sleepy lullaby. Not to mention the two people sitting at the sword, there was hardly any movement, like two silent stone sculptures, which made the sound of the TV a little louder, and people could faintly hear the tone.

    Ji Mianzhu sat lazily on the raised bar chair, one foot resting on the footrest below, and his legs were straight and slender. Probably because he had eaten, he was full of laziness, slowly shaking the wine glass with one hand, resting on his chin with the other, leaning forward slightly and bending the waist to a graceful curve, making people want to put their hands together. Go up and see if you can hold the urge to that curve exactly.

    The beautiful ruby-like wine slowly swayed in the transparent wine glass, reflecting the indoor light, folded a few broken light spots, and slipped all of them into Ji Mianzhu's half-closed phoenix eyes. Going up a floating light, there is a small dark red in the center of the black pupil, which is the drink swaying in the wine glass.     Ji Mianzhu blinked his eyes, the light in his eyes swayed, and the dark red full moon at the bottom of his black pupils also swayed. He put the wine glass against his lips and took two sips, letting the mellow taste spread in his mouth, but his eyes fell on the sofa casually, looking at the two people who were silent like ice sculptures, and found it very funny.     How did these two manage to sit on the same sofa without saying a word for such a long time, isn't it embarrassing? He thought he would have to say a few words, even if it was a stumbling question and an answer like "Are you full?" or "Are you full?"     But when the thought appeared, his mind also followed closely to construct the picture, thinking of the slightly funny scene in his mind, he shook his head with a laugh, feeling that a man who was always taciturn would not ask such unnutritious words, nor would he take the initiative. answer.     It's a lot of fun to poke there like an ice sculpture.     Thinking so, he took another sip of wine.

    Due to the angle of view, Ji Mianzhu could only see the back of his younger brother from this position. He was sitting upright, his back was stiff, and his slightly curly hair was twisted twice from time to time, as if he was guarding something. Under the cover of most of Ji Chaole's body, Jiang Lian can only show a small half of his face, with a perfect chin line, a stiff nose, and even the light-colored lips can be pressed into a heart-warming arc, every part is like a goddess Selected general.

    Ji Mianzhu raised his eyebrows involuntarily, and he drank three glasses with this beauty. Seeing that the Yin red wine liquid in the wine bottle on the side had unknowingly gone down three-quarters, he couldn't help rubbing his eyebrows with his fingertips, feeling a little annoyed.

    It's all because he was so fascinated by it that he only knew how to pour one cup after another, completely forgetting that he just wanted to have fun at first.

    However, looking at the remaining red wine, Ji Mianzhu's phoenix eyes were a little straight, and with a slight blink, a flash of light flashed.

    Since there's not much left, why don't you just drink it up?

    As if he had persuaded himself, he grinned brightly, and happily poured himself another last glass, already a little drunk.

    He didn't look at the living room anymore, but looked down at the wine in the glass, and saw Yin red wine swaying in circles, and the pupils covered by the long eyelashes also swayed. The circle is dazed and ignorant.

    The atmosphere in the living room was still stagnant.

    Contrary to the leisure of the bar, it seems that it is not in the same space at all.