The man who drew the king saw that No. 7 was Luo Anning, and looked embarrassed, and then said, "Then let's forget about this round and let's move on to the next round?"

As soon as the proposal came out, everyone echoed it, joke, who would dare to let young lady Rong kiss someone for 10 minutes, let young lady Rong find out, and then destroy them one by one?

Lu moaned and complained: "Hey, don't bring such ones, or let them kiss on the cheek instead of kissing. Kissing on the cheek is nothing, right? Foreign etiquette is like this, and Young Master Rong won't do that if he knows it. of."

For the latter sentence, Lu Momo said in a low voice, because even she herself was not sure whether Rong Shao would be furious if she found out.

Seeing young master Rong's angry look in the coffee shop that day really frightened her, leaving a shadow in her heart since then.

She also concluded a truth, the more good-looking a man is, the more spoiled he is, and the more spoiled he is, the more bad-tempered he is!

Because of Luo Anning's status, everyone didn't dare to make excessive demands on her, but now because of her status, she directly canceled the request. She didn't want to ruin everyone's happiness, so she agreed boldly.

What he said silently was right, it was just a kiss on the cheek, nothing serious.

Mo Qiange looked at her, and asked her silently, is that okay?

She nodded generously, Mo Qiange smiled, walked towards her slowly amidst the cheers and whistles of the crowd, wrapped her hands around her waist naturally, bowed her head, and softly kissed her cheeks as light as a feather superior.

He stayed close to her and didn't move. Mo Qiange held the same weight in Luo Anning's heart as Lu Momo. She didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Instead, she didn't forget to urge everyone to count 10 minutes.

With Young Mistress Rong being so relaxed, everyone didn't feel any burden at once, and they played to their heart's content.

Mo Qiange kissed her for 10 minutes before everyone cheered and yelled that it's time to continue to the next round. Mo Qiange smiled helplessly, took her by the hand and walked back to the sofa to sit down and continue playing.

Lu silently looked at Mo Qiange for a long while, and finally sighed secretly. As the time passed, the king's request became more and more tricky. Why do you have a bottle?

Before he knew it, the time had slipped towards the early morning, and Luo Anning was obviously drunk again.

No way, every time she was with Mo Qiange and Lu Momo, she drank very boldly.

Because she knows that even if she is drunk, there are two best friends who will take care of her later and take care of her.

After having fun and drinking too much, everyone dispersed. Mo Qiange wanted to help Luo Anning out of the private room, but she shook and pushed her away, yelling that she was not drunk and could still walk in a straight line.

Mo Qiange couldn't help but smile, she obviously took the S-shaped route, how dare she say that she took the straight line?

Lu Momo also drank too much, lay on the sofa and fell asleep, Luo Anning pointed at her, "Qian Ge, Momo is drunk, you should pick her up, we should go back."

"Are you okay?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm fine. If you say I'm not drunk, I'm not. Why don't you believe me?" Luo Anning was anxious.

Mo Qiange: "..."

Don't drunk people always yell that they are not drunk, and isn't she just yelling that she is not drunk now?

Can believe she is a ghost!

"Walk well by yourself, don't fall on me, I'll hug Momo." Mo Qiange resigned to his fate and picked up Lu Momo, who had a good drink and slept like a pig when he was drunk.

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