"This flower is beautiful."
Shen Cheng felt that being submissive was the best way to act in front of this man.
Praising the flower was tantamount to praising the person who gave it.
Shi Yu leisurely picked up the bottle opener, elegantly removed the cap of the Vodka, and poured a little alcohol into the cup.
He picked up the glass, gently swirled it, and glanced sideways at Shen Cheng sitting opposite him, hintingly glanced at the bouquet and spoke softly, "Do you like it?"
"I like it!"
A certain haughty little woman instantly abandoned her principles and blurted out without thinking.
Shi Yu slowly stood up, leaned in close to her, moved the glass slowly under her nose, and lowered his voice: "Do you like the flowers more, or me more?"
Shen Cheng: "..."
Cunning!
Using alcohol to seduce her!
"I guess you like this more."
Without waiting for Shen Cheng to speak, Shi Yu brought the glass to his lips, tilted his head back, and drank all the liquid in the cup in one go.
