I Thought We Were Destined Chapter 69

When will the temperature rise? My typing hands are freezing...
Sitting on the sofa in the living room, surrounded by familiar furniture, antique utensils, calligraphy and painting scrolls, Blaine Xia felt dizzy. He seemed to have overestimated his ability to face the past. These things in front of him seemed to be burned by the light. It took shape, forming the outline of his and Everett Cao's past.

Blinking hard, Blaine Xia stopped looking at them. He thought about it and said, "This time you asked me to take pictures. Did they force you to do it, or did you do it voluntarily?"

Everett Cao sat next to him and did not answer in a hurry when he heard this. He smelled a strong smell of alcohol from Blaine Xia. It was not the smell of brandy, but the common cocktail dry martini in bars, so he frowned slightly: "You Drinking?"

Blaine Xia realized immediately that Everett Cao really didn't like him drinking. Most of the glass of wine Guo Xueping poured onto his face, and a small part flowed into his collar. By now, it had dried up, and there was no more on his clothes. There are some wet marks, which look more like those caused by drinking too much and spilling wine.

"Don't evade my question. Does whether I drink or not have anything to do with this?" Blaine Xia pointed out sharply and asked again, "The consequences of taking pictures are also one of the prices they deliberately made you pay, right?" "