Wealthy Child Bride: Hello, Mr. President

   Quan Ronglian sneered, she couldn't help laughing at herself. Pick up the glass and drink it up. The spirits entered the throat, tingling the nerves.

   He took the opened bottle of Lafite and poured it again.

  Jiang Ning was very overwhelmed next to him. Seeing him drink cup after cup, his heart ached at the same time, but he didn't know how to persuade him to drink.

   "You and Han Xiaoye have a good relationship?" He suddenly mentioned.

   Ono?

  Jiang Ning nodded, "We are friends."

   "Oh? How did you become friends?" He knew the little loach and seemed to be able to laugh with anyone, but he was actually very defensive. So over the years, there have been only a few of her friends going around. He was suddenly a little curious, why did Jiang Ning let Han Xiaoye accept it. And why he did so much, in the end, he still couldn't shake her heart.

  Jiang Ning knew that he liked Han Xiaoye. Although he was not comfortable, he asked, but he did not take the opportunity to slander his friends like some girls.

"On the first day when Xiaoye transferred to our school, the class teacher arranged for her to sit next to me, and she slowly became a good friend. Xiaoye is very kind, cheerful and loyal. I like her very much, so I usually leave get out of class and leave Learn to pester her to eat together." She blinked, "It seems that the friendship between girls was cultivated by going to the toilet together between classes. Anyway, we gradually became friends."

   "Just eat together?" Quan Ronglian put half a glass of wine in her throat, and her hot throat hurt.

   She only needs to accompany others to have a meal to accept her, why is she so cruel and hopeless to him?

   Quan Ronglian thinks he is so **** crazy!

  Only crazy would pull a little girl inexplicably. Here, the eight women seem to have to ask questions.

   What can I do if I ask?

  She is pregnant and is Mrs. Fu.

  Thinking of this, his heart seemed to be torn apart, and the sharp pain constricted in an instant, the pain was so extreme that it was still numb. It's like being thrown into a frying pan with **** hearts and frying repeatedly, endless suffocation!

   His temple suddenly jumped down.

   As if to vent, he drank a lot of wine again.

  Jiang Ning thought he had said the wrong thing and was at a loss. Quan Ronglian poured her a glass of wine and said hoarsely, "Drink with me."

"…Okay."

   Two hours later.

  Jiang Ning's face was flushed from drinking, and he was lying on the bar. Obsidian's eyes seemed to be sparkling from drunkenness, and he looked very good.

   She shook the empty wine glass in her hand, hehe smiled and shook it in front of the unruly man, "One more...one more glass."

   Quan Ronglian also drank a lot. He drank three bottles at the Jinxi Club, and now he has drank one and a half bottles. No matter how good the amount of alcohol, he couldn't hold back the physical dizziness. He pressed his temples, frowned and pulled the girl who was crooked, "Get up, I'll take you back."

  Jiang Ning slapped his hand away, drunkenly, "I don't want to go back, I still want to drink."

   "Damn!" Quan Ronglian didn't expect her wine to be so bad, so she simply reached out and pulled her. Jiang Ning swayed to resist a few times, and somehow threw himself into the man's arms.

  The smell of various alcohol mixed with rosemary rushed into the nose, Jiang Ning's mind was even more dazed, she raised her head, boldly stretched out her hand to poke the man's beautiful eyelashes, and smirked for a while. Suddenly said, "Quan Ronglian, I like your eyelashes."

   "..." Quan Ronglian supported her and stood up, "Don't touch your hands!"

  Jiang Ning drank too much, so it's weird to listen to him. He didn't know how to touch his hands, and even touched his soft lips directly from his eyelashes, "I still like your mouth."

   "You drank too much."

   "I know." She raised her fingers and raised a bright smile, "I know I drank too much. If I didn't drink too much, I definitely wouldn't have the courage to tell you that I like you."

   Quan Ronglian frowned, "Do you know what liking is?"

   After he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself twice.

   Fucking crazy, not only got such a little girl who didn't drink alcohol drunk, but also discussed with a drunk about what it means to like.

   His temples throbbed suddenly, but he still couldn't bear to let her slide to the ground and pulled her up, "Okay, shut up for Lord, Lord will take you back."

   Every time he comes here to drink, he will let the bartender and staff all go out and book the entire store. Until six o'clock in the morning, those people will come back.

   He used to feel that this was more free, but now he regretted the rules he had set for the first time.

   knew that she would go crazy after drinking, so he left two people here.

The world in Jiang Ning's eyes was splendid and blurry, she actually heard what Quan Ronglian asked her just now, barely supported her weak legs, her round face was very cute, "I know. I just want to see that person. , I want to stay with that person forever."

   "I also know what love is."

Love!

   Quan Ronglian took a breath and stared at her with deep peach eyes, "Oh? What is love?"

   "Love is..." Jiang Ning suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed his lowered thin lips.

   Although she drank a lot and her mind was not sober, she still maintained her last sanity. She knew what she was doing, and it was because she knew that her heart was about to burst out of her chest.

   She has power over Ronglian!

   Kiss him!

  Jiang Ning's whole body's blood rushed to his brain, as if fireworks had exploded in his brain.

  The girl's sweet scent came, and after Quan Ronglian was initially shocked, Peach Blossom closed her eyes, hugged her waist, and deepened the kiss.

  Alcohol stimulates the nerves of the brain.

   He seemed to have returned to the beach in Bali that year, and the drunk little woman with short hair raised her head in his arms with a smile, as if she threw up after he forcefully kissed him.

  Han Xiaoye…

   What you ask for, Han Xiaoye…

  Alcohol stimulates his physical desire, and the sobriety he managed to maintain is completely out of control. He picked up the girl in his arms and placed it on the sofa in the corner. Lean over—

   A night of chaos.

  …

  Han Xiaoye didn't know anything about Jiangning and the others, she was half-depressed at the moment. I wish I could kill the shameless woman who surrounded Fu Zhiyan like a butterfly with her eyes.

   She really didn't know why someone could be so shameless like Lin Shuwan.

   He clearly knew that Fu Zhiyan had a master, and that she was right beside him, so he could really treat her like a secretary, entangled with Fu Zhiyan and act like a spoiled brat.

  Han Xiaoye couldn't describe how she felt at the moment, as if she was forced to eat the overnight meal, and she couldn't vomit.

   She deliberately walked a few steps behind the two of them, not listening.

  Gu Yufei also slowed down and walked over to her when she was so depressed that she didn't have time to pay attention. She asked with concern, "Miss Han, was the dish just now unpalatable? I don't think you ate much afterward."