John could feel the warmth of Nina's lips and see himself in her eyes. He pursed his lips and thought about the beauty of Nina.
He had kissed Nina secretly several times.
However, he didn't have the same feelings before. His heart now was beating irregularly and his ears suddenly turned red.
It turned out that it he would feel better if Nina kissed him.
It seemed that John should make Nina take the initiative in the future.
"Jealous? Why are you jealous?" John asked knowingly, with expectation in his eyes. He once again pinched the face of Nina.
Her face was still soft and tender, which made him love pinching her face so much.
"Hey, don't pinch me!" Every time when she was drunk, she became a completely different person. Usually she was arrogant, but now she was extremely cute.
Her soft voice, bulging cheek and pout were showing her coquetry.
"Tell me, why are you jealous?" He let go of her face and waited patiently for her answer.
Nina sat cross-legged on the ground and turned her head away angrily. She didn't want to say anything.
The awkward and stubborn look made him annoyed and amused at the same time. Was it so difficult for her to say that she loved him?
She had sent 520 dollars to him but she was still pretending.
She had learned to lie to him and now she learned not to answer his question.
He thought he should do something.
"Since you don't want to tell me, I'll leave." All of a sudden, he stood up and looked very serious. He glanced at Nina intentionally or unintentionally, fearing that he would miss one of her expressions.
"No way!" Still sitting on the ground, she leaned forward, held his foot and rubbed against it with her head.
"Vivian is your childhood sweetheart. I'm jealous. She called you Brother John. I'm jealous. Your sister said that you were going to be engaged to Vivian. I was jealous."
She was eaten up with jealousy.
John couldn't help smiling. The light of the colorful lights hanging on the ceiling sprinkled on the two of them.
Nina held his foot tighter, spraying the threat of drunkenness.
"You have said that you don't like her. You have said that she isn't your fiancée."
"Why are you jealous?" He wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted. Since she was drunk, he would make her say what he wanted anyway.
Nina frowned and kept silent.
He didn't believe that a man like him couldn't handle his wife.
His sharp eyes fell on the wine glass on the table. He slowly moved his feet and pulled her a little away, as if there was a small encumbrances on his leg.
He put his hand on his forehead and couldn't help laughing. He could only bend down and stretch his long arm to the table. Then he poured another glass of wine and handed it to Nina.
"Drink some water." The glass of water came close to her lips.
Nina's head was a little dizzy and her body was slightly hot. The coldness from the corner of the glass made her feel a little comfortable and with the attractive voice of John, she was fooled in a second.
She opened her mouth slightly and he poured the wine slowly. His action was very light, afraid of choking her. He was gentle and cunning like a fox.
After slowly drinking up the glass of wine, Nina raised her head, slightly narrowed her eyes, frowned and protested, "This is not water."
"Really?" With a slight surprise, he picked up the remaining wine, took a sip and said as if nothing had happened, "I thought it was water."
She groaned. She was even more drunk and wanted to fall asleep.
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