Wild Games: The Devil Let My Mommy Go

A flash of pity flashed in Kuang Jingye's eyes. He felt an instinctive feeling of distress for the girl in front of him...

He stretched out his hand to hold Yin Yanyan's little fist and shook his head: "Okay, okay, don't row anymore, you've drank a lot..."

Yin Yanyan laughed, took out her small fist and punched Kuang Jingye on the shoulder boldly: "You dare to look down on me? Humph, I just have bad luck today, come again, come again!"

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She simply leaned over, half leaning on him, and pointed her little finger on his nose: "Haha, are you afraid of losing and don't dare to fight with me?"

Kuang Jingye glanced at Ye Yanmo not far away.

Although Ye Yanmo still sat there calmly, the smile that had been on his face had disappeared.

A pair of eyes narrowed habitually, their bottoms like the deepest sea, shining with the most unpredictable brilliance...

Kuang Jingye shook his head secretly, although he didn't know what happened between Ye Yanmo and Yin Yanyan.

But there is nothing wrong with being a couple once.

We obviously care about each other, but we do things that hurt each other. Why bother...

The business circle was not very big to begin with, so naturally he and Ye Yanmo had known each other for a long time and could be considered friends.

I know him fairly well, but this was the first time I saw Ye Yanmo teasing the young lady, and the first time he was so uncalm...

He suddenly had the idea of ​​playing a prank and wanted to test Ye Yanmo's bottom line...

He hugged Yin Yanyan's waist without fear of death: "Yanyan, are you a little drunk?"

She had already drank more than a dozen glasses of such strong liquor.

Yin Yanyan shook her head, very unconvinced: "No way! Look at me, I don't even stutter when I speak. I'm not drunk. Let me tell you, I had the best drinking capacity in our class back then. Several boys couldn't beat me.

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She felt a little dizzy, so she just leaned on him.

She was wearing a tight-fitting shirt with a low collar. She had a devilish figure. Her waist was slender, and her plump parts were ready to squirt.

What was originally a very simple and not revealing shirt suddenly made her wear it with a sense of abstinence and temptation, which was particularly eye-catching.

Kuang Jingye suddenly felt that her blood was boiling, and she took a quick breath to hold it back.

He lowered his head and glanced at Yin Yanyan.

Yin Yanyan's cheeks are flushed, her big eyes seem to have been washed by water, and there are some blurred colors in her delicate and agile look.[

She picked up another glass of wine and said, "Come, come, I have wine today and you will get drunk now. If you are not convinced, I will pour you four more glasses and we will drink!" She drank a few more glasses.

Her drinking capacity was already quite high, but the many social events in the past two years had made her drinking capacity even higher.

As long as she doesn't drink red wine, she can sit upright even if she's drunk, as if she's okay.

She leaned on Kuang Jingye, her eyes a little blurry.

He squinted at the gauze around Kuang Jingye's neck with a confused expression, stretched out his little finger and poked it: "Hey, handsome boy, what kind of scarf are you wearing? It looks weird?"

Kuang Jingye: "..."

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