The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Wen Yuzhe's eyes were light.

He lowered his eyes, shook the red wine in his hand leisurely, and licked his lips suddenly, looking at Wen Shixian, "Miss Wen, if you don't mind, I will toast you a glass."

Wen Yuzhe got up and walked in front of Wen Shixian.

Hearing this, Wen Shixian's eyes were a little confused, but she soon calmed down and got up politely.

"Master Wen is polite."

Wen Shixian raised a glass of cocktail, the two glasses touched lightly, and a crisp sound echoed in the box.

The two raised their heads, and the wine slowly slipped into their throats.

Lu Yi glanced at it, then twisted a strand of hair from the cushion that Wen Shixian had just leaned on, and held it in his palm.

"Thank you Miss Wen for her face."

Wen Yuzhe smiled slightly, then sat back to his position, and then raised his eyes to look at Lu Yi.

Lu Yi nodded lightly, clenching his fists tighter.

The scene just now naturally fell into the eyes of the others present, and Mu Wanqing was surprised in secret.

Suddenly recalled that both of them were named Wen, could it be...

Gong Lichuan naturally noticed this scene, but he locked his eyes on Mu Wanqing's body.

He approached Wen Shixian and said in a low voice, "Do me a favor and Jing Qing'er for a glass of wine."

He thinks this method is very good and has to try it.

Wen Shixian looked at Gong Lichuan somewhat puzzled.

But the man winked at her, and jabbed her twice with his elbow, not knowing what the **** he was making.

Wen Shixian got up slowly and handed a glass of juice, "Qing'er, I also toast you a glass, I wish you an early glory."

Mu Wanqing smiled with red lips, and stood up to reply.

Gong Lichuan took advantage of this gap and glanced at the place where the girl had sat, but did not see any strands of hair...

His eyes were dark, and the joints of the hands clasped together turned blue and white due to too much force.

"Thank you Xian'er." Mu Wanqing sat down holding the juice.

Ye Yuchen looked at Gong Lichuan with a deep gaze, always feeling that he was strange, so he decided to investigate clearly...

At the zero bar tonight, everyone came to celebrate Mu Wanqing, but they kept their concerns, but Su Xiaoli, who was so drunk, was already unconscious.

Bo Liang held Su Xiaoli back to the villa.

Just when she was on the road, she actually vomited him filthy, which made some men with cleanliness wish to throw her away on the road.

"Uncomfortable..."

Su Xiaoli nestled in his arms, grabbing his tie and almost breaking his neck, still moving restlessly.

She paled slightly.

Upon seeing this, Bo Rang frowned, "Su Xiaoli, I warn you, if you dare to throw up on me, try..."

"vomit……"

Before Bo Liang's words finished, Su Xiaoli suddenly turned her head, vomiting thinly, and her face turned paler.

Anyway, she didn't throw up on him this time, and she knew to throw up to the side, but she still splashed dirt on his leather shoes.

"Su Xiaoli, you..."

"It's so uncomfortable..." Su Xiaoli snorted, buried his head in her thin arms, and nudged twice like a baby.

Bo Liang wanted to scold him, but his heart suddenly softened.

He took a deep breath, then took off his leather shoes, took Su Xiaoli into the bedroom after changing his slippers, and threw her onto the bed without mercy.

Su Xiaoli lay slumped on the bed, unconsciously drunk.

"Change clothes." Bo Liang took her pajamas from the cloakroom, threw them directly beside the bed, and said in a commanding tone.

Su Xiaoli chirped twice and ignored him.