Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister novel Chapter 1902

They just don't understand why Daisy is blocking Rio from stopping the drinks for her.

"Daisy, do you know that this is high white wine, not to mention this tall glass, you will be dizzy even if you take a sip!" Rio didn't want to see Daisy fall into the trap, he reminded Daisy in a deep voice, but invited Mr. Wilson's warning.

"Rio, don't say anything you shouldn't, if you don't think your star is too long." Mr. Wilson glanced back at him, the cool breeze scraping against Rio's face like a blade.

His every word was a warning not to talk too much.

As a shareholder of Cavern, Rio could not completely ignore Mr. Wilson's words. He frowned and clenched his fist, looking angry and helpless, and could only hammer the table hard.

Daisy took it all in. She lowered her eyes and thought about what Rio had been doing, and the gratitude she felt for him made her feel more and more guilty.

If she had not, for the first time, taken the initiative to provoke Rio, it would not have allowed such a simple and beautiful person to fall into the mortal world.

He was supposed to be an angel only in heaven.

Daisy withdrew her thoughts and stared at the fat-headed Mr. Wilson with a sneer: "Mr. Wilson, there's no need to embarrass your first-tier male artist, Mr. Watts and you are still relying on him for money, right? I'll have this drink."

She said it easily and frankly, her face as if she did not mind the general, aside Elsa could not help but look at her in surprise.

Drinking this kind of white wine, even she, a woman who mixes between wine and cigarettes, has to shake her eyebrows, Daisy a yellow-haired girl, may not be too arrogant some.

Elsa laughed mockingly, twisted her waist and handed the tall glass to Daisy, raised her chin and looked at her arrogantly: "OK, our big redhead, says she's a great drinker, so cheers to this one."

Looking at the crystal clear wine in the tall glass, the aroma gradually permeated Daisy's nostrils.

She took the glass of wine close to the fine smell, a time frowned.

The wine was even stronger than she thought it would be.

"Drink it."

Daisy's expression did not escape Elsa's eyes, she lightly hooked the corners of her lips, already ready to mock Daisy who was going to vomit later.

"No need for you to rush me." Sweeping a cold glance at Elsa, Daisy lifted her cup, her lips already on the edge, when Clara pulled at her and shook her head gently.

"It's okay, it's just a glass of wine."

Daisy gave her a reassuring look, raised her hand, and poured the wine straight down her throat with a jerk.

In an instant, the spicy taste spread from Daisy's throat to her stomach and intestines, and the fiery sensation burned her whole body, and even her fair face became more and more flushed for a while.

Daisy, however, did not care at all. She took the glass and poured it to Mr. Wilson, indicating that she had finished a full glass as he had requested.

"I'm done drinking."

The aftertaste of the white wine was obviously a bit strong, and Daisy felt a bit dizzy as soon as the words left her mouth.

This body is not so strong resistance to alcohol, in the past, this glass of wine, even if it is strong, she will not pour a glass.

"Looks like Miss Poole is quite a good drinker." Mr. Wilson sat in his chair and flicked a glance at Daisy with his afterglow, his keen eyes having long since caught her swaying posture.

"In that case, let's have a toast for everyone present. In the end, it's not Miss Poole that turned around the ratings for our show."

Director Stone's words were light and airy, the smile on his face was brighter than anyone else's, and he looked around at a circle of people who all bowed their heads and didn't dare to speak, and the sense of self-gratification in his heart grew stronger.