Chapter 1290
Reliving That Feeling
Wang An slammed the beer bottle onto the table again, pressed his thumb against the cap, and with a "thud," the cap flew off once more.
Unfortunately, the bottle cap just happened to bounce off and land on Han Xiaomin's sweater.
To be fair, the bottle cap had quite a bit of force, leaving a small dent on Han Xiaomin's chest. However, due to the poor craftsmanship of beer bottle caps from that era, there were burrs on them, so with the force, the bottle cap ended up hanging directly on her sweater.
Then, the beer bottle cap was bounced back a few times by Han Xiaomin's incredibly elastic fist, and finally hung there quietly.
This scene left all six people present stunned.
Of course, apart from Wang An, the other five people all thought that Wang An was deliberately flirting with Han Xiaomin, but only Wang An knew that he really didn't mean it.
The main problem is that with this way of opening beer bottles, you can't predict where the bottle cap will fly off to.
Even more unexpectedly, even if the bottle cap bounced off Han Xiaomin's chest, it should have fallen off directly. Why did it end up hanging on her sweater?
Fortunately, Wang An was quick-witted and nimbly removed the beer bottle cap hanging around Han Xiaomin's neck.
He apologized with a smile:
"I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to."
Of course, because Wang An didn't control the force and distance well, the full sweater swayed a bit.
Well, it would have been better if it hadn't shaken. This shake is enough to prove that Wang An's apology was definitely fake, and that he did it on purpose.
Fortunately, Han Xiaomin was already in a flirtatious mood, but the occasion was a bit inappropriate, so she slapped Wang An's arm several times and said in a coquettish and angry tone:
"Hmph, I think you did it on purpose."
The tone of her voice didn't sound angry or resentful at all; it was clearly just her being affectionate.
Yuan Hongmei and Tao Wenjing then realized what was happening and quickly tried to persuade Han Xiaomin in an unusual tone, while jokingly telling Wang Andao:
"Xiaomin, Xiao'an didn't do it on purpose, hehehehe."
"Yeah, Xiaomin, I really didn't mean it, hahaha."
But after they finished speaking, they both couldn't help but laugh.
Mu Xueli and Wang Li, who were already oblivious to their own thoughts, also laughed foolishly when they heard the tone of these two's voices.
Although Wang An was laughing awkwardly, the laughter of the other four people made it seem more natural.
Only Han Xiaomin stomped her foot, gave Wang An a charmingly coquettish glare, and then lowered her head and remained silent like a wronged little wife.
Wang An gently patted Han Xiaomin on the back and said with a grin:
"To show my apology, I'll clear out all the medicinal herbs I need from your house tomorrow, okay? Hahaha."
Wang An's words sounded very generous, but in fact, after the contract was signed in the afternoon, more than half of the medicinal materials needed by the pharmaceutical factory in Han Xiaomin's warehouse had already been consumed. What Wang An was doing now was simply to make Han Xiaomin's cash flow a little more comfortable.
The main reason is that as scar removal drugs become more widely known, their sales have been steadily increasing. Therefore, Wang An had a premonition that the 8300 yuan worth of medicinal herbs he and Han Xiaomin bought that afternoon would definitely not be enough for the next quarter.
Therefore, even without this groping incident, Wang An would have increased his purchases tomorrow.
Upon hearing this, Han Xiaomin instantly forgot about Wang An making her full sweater sway, and said with a face full of surprise, "Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"
Wang, in a forced and condescending manner, said:
"Absolutely. A man's word is his bond. Besides, do you think I'm as petty as you? It was just a little accident, a tiny bit of trash, and it happened through my sweater."
Upon hearing this, Han Xiaomin immediately patted Wang An with a shy blush and said:
"You still dare to say that?"
Wang An gestured with his chin towards Yuan Hongmei and Tao Wenjing, and said with a grin:
"You should learn from others. You don't know what initiative means at all. You're a complete idiot."
Han Xiaomin glanced at Yuan Hongmei and Tao Wenjing's rather flirtatious appearance, thought for a moment, then rolled her eyes at Wang An with her big, watery eyes before slowly grabbing Wang An's arm and pulling him into her arms.
No wonder Wang Li and Mu Xueli have lost themselves. It's mainly because of this kind of ambiguous and subtle contact with women they've just met. Even though Wang An has experienced it countless times in his previous life, he still finds it quite exciting to relive that feeling now.
With the incident involving Wang An and Han Xiaomin, Yuan Hongmei and Tao Xiaojing became even more unscrupulous, one sticking close to Wang Li and the other right next to Mu Xueli, as if they were ready to do something anytime, anywhere.
Of course, the hands and arms of these two boys weren't exactly well-behaved either, always intentionally or unintentionally squeezing the soft parts.
With Han Xiaomin holding Wang An's left arm, he opened several bottles of beer with his right hand and then called out to everyone:
"Come on, everyone raise your glasses—no, raise your bottles—let's have a drink first."
At Wang An's urging, the five men, who had gone from being aroused to being in heat, regained some of their senses. They picked up their beer bottles, huddled together in the middle, clinked them together, and then tilted their heads back and started gulping down their beer.
In one gulp, Wang An, Wang Li, and Mu Xueli finished off their ice-cold beers. Yuan Hongmei and Tao Wenjing were also quite impressive, drinking half a bottle each.
Only Han Xiaomin was in a bad state; she started coughing after drinking only half a bottle.
However, it's clear that because ice-cold beer is quite fizzy, Han Xiaomin choked on it.
Wang An patted Han Xiaomin's back to help her catch her breath, chuckling as he jokingly said:
"You can't do this either. It's okay, don't force yourself if you can't drink."
Han Xiaomin raised her head to retort, but her cough worsened. Wang An was patting Han Xiaomin's back with his left hand, so he quickly raised his right hand and smoothed her neck, which relieved her cough considerably.
I have to say, Han Xiaomin is really something else!
Although not as substantial as Shen Wei's, it is still a respectable figure.
Finally, after Wang An patted her back and smoothed her chest, Han Xiaomin stopped coughing and fully recovered.
After recovering, Han Xiaomin took the initiative to suggest:
"Let's go for a dance to digest first, then come back and drink."
So the six people walked out of the narrow cubicle and headed towards the dance floor in the middle.
To be fair, although Yuan Hongmei and Tao Wenjing are not particularly beautiful, their figures make for a very entertaining dance performance.
Especially when their full, voluminous sweaters swayed, they were incredibly eye-catching! (End of Chapter)