Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

He nodded, "Well, I'm drunk."

His voice was lifelike, deep, hoarse and gentle.

Xu Xu shrinks his neck, looks at Hu Xiaoxiao, raises his glass, "I respect you."

Hu Xiaoxiao is informal and has no respect for others. His tone and smile are very generous. "I wish you peace and old age and happiness."

"Thank you." Xuxu nodded and smiled, then drank a large glass of red wine with a sip.

In the past few years, she has tried to practice the amount of alcohol. Every time she and Yan Rusheng go out to entertain and entertain, there are occasions when she has to drink. Seeing him drink a glass, she is really distressed.

Even with a cup, she felt comfortable.

But repeated trials and failures.

Drinking more than half a glass of wine, I don't know if it is her heart function, she already felt a burning sensation in her throat.

Then she held up the empty glasses and said to the young masters, "I have already drunk. Can you let me go?"

"Where to say it, in fact, we won't force you if you don't drink."

Lifelike: "..."

"Yan San, respect the bars one by one."

Everyone disagrees with lifelikeness, but it does not mean letting go of life.

Wine is still respectable.

Yan Rusheng drank one by one, everyone was almost drinking, and no one proposed to let him drink three glasses.

At Jiang Zhuoheng, Yan Rusheng turned around and said to the waiter who poured the wine, "It's full."

As if dissatisfied, not men.

Lifelike: "..."

As soon as he met Ah Heng, he lost his mind and was very naive.

"Hope you can drink your wine with Hu Xiaoxiao as soon as possible." Yan Rusheng held a glass full of red wine, touched Jiang Zhuoheng's wine glass, and bent his red lips, the proud of the smile, the drunken messy people Can see it.

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled, raised his glass and drank his head.

The next one is Ming An Sheng.

Yan Rusheng walked over and Xu Xing wanted to follow. Jiang Zhuoheng suddenly watched her and shouted, "Xu Xing."

Xuxu paused and looked at him.

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled slightly. "I want to talk to you a few words."

Hearing the words, Xu Xu looked at his words as if he were living, Ming Ansheng was making things difficult for him, and asked him and three cups to get on board.

About one and a half minutes would be wrong, and Xu Xu looked at Jiang Zhuoheng again and nodded gently.

It happened that the person next to Jiang Zhuoheng went to the toilet, and the position was empty.

Xu Xu opened the chair and sat down.

"Xu Xu, you are ... beautiful today." Jiang Zhuoheng looked at Xu Xuan's face with bridal makeup, praised.

His eyes were slightly foolish.

He has been in love for so many years from his youth, and has imagined putting her on a wedding dress countless times, and entering her marriage hall with her hand.

When she finally wore a wedding dress, the groom was not him.

Fortunately, she wears a wedding dress, the same beauty and the same happiness as he imagined.

In this way, he can let go.

Xu Xu pursed his lips tightly, his eyes shone slightly, and he blinked mischievously at the man who was as warm as jade in front of his eyes, "When am I not pretty?"

Jiang Zhuoheng smiled lightly, "It doesn't matter."

As long as you are happy, it doesn't matter.

Xu Xu didn't understand the meaning of Jiang Zhuoheng, looked at him doubtfully, "What?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Zhuoheng shook his head and switched the subject. "That kid ..."

He suddenly stopped talking and looked around, making sure no one noticed them.