Arresting the little runaway wife: please be gentle with the wolf-like president

This cycle has been repeated three times, even if the woman is very good at drinking, her vision has become blurred.She looked at him with blurred eyes: "why do you want me to drink?"

Because her mouth is too wordy.

Sikong Zeye smiled leisurely: "Because I like to see you drunk."

As he spoke, he filled another cup.

The woman pursed her lips: "If you drink like this again... I will really get drunk." [

Sikong Zeye smiled evilly, and the calculation in his eyes deepened: "That's good, you're drunk, we can do more interesting things."

As he spoke, he held her chin with his fingers and rubbed it ambiguously and frivolously.

And the way he looked at the woman at this time was the usual evil and animalistic eyes, which no woman could resist.

"Cough cough cough."

After drinking so many cups of such strong wine, the woman's face turned red and she began to feel overwhelmed.

She shook her head, her whole body began to fall sideways, and a big hand supported her.

Sikong Zeye finally sat down on the sofa beside her, the woman gasped and said, "I...seem...drunk..."

Sikong Zeye smiled, this is what he wanted.

He wanted to continue pouring wine for her, when there was a knock on the door of the box, and someone came.

Sikong Zeye said softly, "Come in."

The door of the box was pushed open, and there were 5 figures standing behind the waiter.They filed in, all tall and big.

The one at the head is a slender and beautiful boy.

Dressed in heavy metal, wearing a black leather jacket, his hair was pomaded into a very Japanese hairstyle.

Looking at his face again, except for the brown pupils, his facial features and outline are somewhat similar to Sikong Sawano.

It's just that Sikong Zeye is MAN, mature and healthy, leaning towards masculinity; while this boy is soft and beautiful, with a youthful appearance that has not yet developed.

Sikong Haoran is actually 20 years old this year.

As soon as he came in, his eyes fell on the woman beside Sikong Zeye.

He smiled, walked over and said, "Brother, is this your new love?"

The slender fingers lifted the woman's chin, he looked at it, and clicked his tongue: "Brother's woman is lovely, why did you let her drink so much wine? You don't know how to be sympathetic." [

Sikong Zeye glanced over coldly: "Are you short of women recently?"

Sikong Haoran shrugged his shoulders: "There is no shortage, but you know, brother, I am the woman who likes to play with you."