Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

A few people started to coax and try to make a vivid drink.

Wen Xuxu, who has always been sensitive and savvy, is obviously tender when he comes to this group of male brothers who are more refined than others.

She looked at Jiang Zhuoheng, who was already drunk, and then he drank it and estimated that he was really going to fall.

Hesitantly holding his lips.

Suddenly Jiang Zhuoheng put his hand around her waist. "It doesn't matter. If I drink too much, you are responsible for sending me home."

The music in the private room was very noisy, and he raised his voice in his ears.

Several people around me heard it.

Upon hearing this, someone immediately coaxed, "Then you two are drunk together, and we will send you home together. It's perfect."

The man's voice fell, and there was a laugh around him.

"Yes, yes, it ’s also good to send one, and two too. If you are drunk together, we will send together. Perfect."

"Yes, it's perfect."

Everyone, you followed me, and then I started to coax.

In the end, it was a girl, and the atmosphere embarrassed him, her head and her cheeks were hot.

Jiang Zhuoheng knew that she was uncomfortable, and he looked up and stared at Ming Ansheng, who had the loudest voice. "Ming Ansheng, I said that you, an engaged man, don't go home early to wash and sleep. What a coax here? ? "

"I don't remember that buddy, you can't sleep without a ticket, can you help you?" Ming Ansheng raised an eyebrow at Jiang Zhuoheng implicitly, with an ambiguous smile on his face.

Jiang Zhuoheng raised his foot and kicked him, "Go ahead."

Ming Ansheng cleverly hid.

Then he looked at Wen Xuxu, "Xu Xuan, if you really don't want to drink, there is another option."

Instinctively, he asked ‘what choice’.

Although she knew that these guys couldn't easily let her go, she still wanted to know what else was available.

She felt that any choice might be better than letting her drink.

Because every time you get drunk, it hurts not only the body, but also the heart!

Ming Ansheng looked at him with a smirk. "You kiss A Heng can avoid a glass of wine. We old classmates haven't seen each other for a long time. It's essential to walk around and meet each other, so you count Count how many people we have here in total, and you will kiss Aheng as many times as possible. "

Before his words fell, someone came out to clap his hands in support of him, "I agree with this approach."

The sound is very crisp and loud.

Frowning vividly, cast a ‘you shut up’ look at the owner of this voice.

Yan Rusheng leaned lazily on the corner of the sofa, holding his forehead in one hand, and holding a beautiful goblet in one hand, his mood was not so beautiful.

For the first time, he felt left out on such occasions.

But after a while, it seems that every time such a party, he is like this, fixed sitting in a certain position, watching other people play.

When they were crazy, they came to him for two drinks.

But this time, he was unwilling to sit here, and none of the **** guys remembered him.

Especially the female hooligan, her voice was so loud that her ears were almost deaf.

He couldn't understand. The soil and water in foreign countries were so supportive. What kind of presence did she run back to brush?

Because Zhou Shuang just said that Master Yan's hatred for her suddenly burst into the air, she almost couldn't help but smashed the wine glass in her thick makeup face.

Sooner or later, he will find her.

Distraught, he took the glass to his mouth and drank his head to drink it.