The Magnificent God of War

Amelie said and drank, regardless of Jiang Ning's dissuasion.

Two bottles of red wine were drunk by her in a blink of an eye.

That pretty face was flushed immediately!

Drink so fast, drink so fiercely!

She really got herself drunk.

Ai Meier's eyes gradually became blurred, staring at Jiang Ning, but she was still unable to focus.

"I'm telling you,"

She smiled and shook her head, "In this gambling city, too many people want my life. I am drunk. If you don't care about me, it will hurt me..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Amelie lay on the table and fell drunk.

Jiang Ning was dumbfounded.

Can it be like this?

This woman is going to eat herself.

"Hey?"

Jiang Ning yelled twice, but Amel didn't react at all, so she was drunk in public.

This is an upscale hotel!

Aimee was too disregard of her own image, in front of so many people, drunk in front of her.

Jiang Ning turned his head and looked around. Many people had already turned their eyes, staring at Amel and himself.

"You are really cruel."

If you really leave her here, Jiang Ning doesn't doubt that what Amel is saying is true. She is a person like her, and she is also an important member of the Silanka family. There are definitely many people outside who want her life.

Leaving her drunk here, she will be safe and sound, I am afraid it is a dream.

Jiang Ning didn't care. In his eyes, apart from Lin Yuzhen, there was no woman who could make him care too much.

However, if she is allowed to have an accident, the previous layout will be in vain.

Jiang Ning didn't say anything, got up, walked to Amel, a burst of alcohol emanating, he couldn't help frowning.

"Two bottles, the amount of alcohol is fine."

He helped Amel to go, and the waiter came over with a smile: "Sir."

"It's on her account."

Jiang Ning said lightly.

It is a matter of principle that Amelie treats him well. He can't overpower the guests. This is a matter of principle.

Jiang Ning helped Amel to leave. Along the way, I didn't know how many eyes were staring at him. In secret, someone secretly used a mobile phone to photograph the intimate gestures of the two people...

His head is groggy.

Amel touched her forehead, her eyebrows frowned slightly, a little painful.

It's a headache, not elsewhere.

She turned her head and took a look. The surrounding decoration was indeed in a hotel, and the big bed also smelled of a hotel.

"Sure enough, men are all the same."

Amel snorted and looked down. She was wearing pajamas!

It's still women's pajamas.

She was dumbfounded and reached out and touched it, obviously not new.

"Crack—"

Before she could react, the door of the room opened and Lin Yuzhen walked in with a plate of breakfast in his hand.

"you're awake?"

The two women faced each other, and Amel immediately understood.

"You changed it for me?"

"if not."

Lin Yuzhen put the breakfast on the table, "You threw up all over, but fortunately, we are about the same figure."

Amelie was a little bit funny.

She deliberately sat up, stood up straight, and suddenly the button on her chest collapsed tightly, like a demonstration, looking at Lin Yuzhen.

Lin Yu was really not angry, just smiled, ignoring Amel's provocative appearance.

She is the winner, she has never lost, what is so angry about.

"I miscalculated again."

Seeing Lin Yuzhen's appearance, Amel sighed and recovered her calm.

She leaned lazily on the bedside, looking at Lin Yuzhen curiously: "Don't want to say me? Yiranfu Shishan is silent? What?"

"For example, say I'm profuse? Say I'm shameless, seduce married husbands, or something."