He truly is a man made of steel.
If he played this ga with other girls outside, he would definitely not be liked.
Humph...
"Another round?" The man looked over with a provocative glance.
Such a gaze made Su Ge even more unwilling to accept defeat.
He was not wrong; this was a ga of luck.
She refused to believe her luck could always be this terrible.
"Of course." Su Ge’s hand tightened around her glass, and she threw her fist cautiously this ti.
The man seed to throw a second later than her. Unexpectedly, this ti, she won.
Su Ge looked at her own paper and the man’s rock, and froze for a mont.
Then she suddenly burst into gleeful laughter, "Yihan, you lost."
She finally won for once.
Watching the little woman’s joyous smile, the man humd lowly and took a big gulp of red wine.
Su Ge saw nearly half of the wine in his glass disappear in an instant, then glanced at her own.
She took three sips which seed to equal one of his...
Why was he drinking so much at once?
"I can hold my liquor well."
The man seed to notice her confusion and explained lightly.
Su Ge: ...
Fine fine fine, you can hold your liquor, do as you please.
Just don’t regret it later.
"Let’s go again." Su Ge gripped her glass tight, making a cautious fist once more.
This ti, the man threw his fist swiftly, and Su Ge imdiately took a sip of wine.
"Continue." She was determined to not give up.
But this ga was like poison; she would lose three or four tis before Chu Yihan lost once.
However, since Chu Yihan drank more wine with each gulp, both their glasses were emptied at about the sa ti.
"Another round?" The man held up his empty glass, looking indifferently at the little woman.
"Of course." How could she always lose? She had to win back.
She refused to believe in bad luck; this man couldn’t have the Mind Reading Technique to win or lose at will.
The man didn’t say much and poured them each another glass of wine.
At this mont, a bottle of red wine was almost empty.
"Don’t you think you’re not suited for this ga? Do you want to change the ga?"
Seeing the little woman’s slightly puffed cheeks, the man leisurely asked while tilting his glass.
"No, it’s a ga of chance. I don’t believe my luck will always be this bad."
Su Ge snatched the glass from his hand.
"Okay." The man nodded slightly, his gaze on the little woman growing deeper.
Another round of drinks, and Su Ge was on a losing streak.
Not a big drinker, she finally started to feel the effects.
Her little face turned red and flushed, and her consciousness began to blur.
"We’ll go again; I refuse to believe it..."
She handed the wine glass to the man to pour the wine.
Chu Yihan didn’t say much and just went ahead and poured.
But this ti, the man seed to let her win intentionally, and Su Ge won several tis in a row.
Just as she was getting more spirited from winning, she began to lose again.
By the second bottle of red wine, Su Ge had no energy left to play the ga, collapsing weakly on the bed.
"Xiao Ge." It was already dark, and she faintly heard the man’s voice, "I love you."
The next day Su Ge woke up groggily, feeling as if she had been run over by a truck.
Weird, shouldn’t she be having a headache from a hangover? Why did her body ache so much?
Suddenly, she turned and saw the man beside her, then lifted the covers and looked at herself, and realization dawned on her.
Although drunk last night, she vaguely rembered what happened in her haze...
They...
She...
He actually took advantage of her drunkenness...
"Good girl, I will take responsibility," the man suddenly reached out and pulled her into his embrace.
In his mind, after doing such a thing, he definitely had to take responsibility.
For this lifeti, he belonged to this woman.
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