Heaven-defying Shuangjue arrogant concubine

Chapter 1148 Opportunities Everywhere
Wushuang next to her had a look of displeasure on her face. If her uncle hadn't stopped her, she wouldn't believe that they could still sit and talk to them now.

"Yes, drink."

Nangong Zefan raised his wine glass. He didn't know the details of the other party, but seeing his extraordinary temperament, maybe he could sell him favors.

Nangong Yiyun looked at the incomprehensible expression of the old man opposite, and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Nangong Zefan.

"Brother, we've already done it, and you're the only one left."

Nangong Zefan saw that Nangong Yiyun still looked puzzled, and immediately put the wine in his hand, "Look, the girls are already fucked, don't let them laugh at you."

At this moment, Nangong Yiyun withdrew his glaring eyes. He stared at the old man with all his strength, but he was like a calm lake without any waves.

It made him feel that he had used the greatest strength to hit the cotton candy, but he couldn't bounce it at all, which was very exhausting.

He picked up the wine glass in his hand, glanced at the empty glasses on both sides, tilted his head up, and drank it in one gulp.

"Good! Young master's drinking capacity is really good."

Wushuang said and refilled the empty wine glasses of both sides.

"Come on, son, acquaintance is fate, let's drink to our fate."

"Okay." Nangong Yiyun also returned to the state at this time, drank another cup and drank it all.

Elder Ye was full, wiped his mouth and stood up, looked at Wushuang, "I'm going back to the guest room, don't be too late, I have something to explain later."

"Understood." Wushuang knew the meaning of his uncle's words, he was silently warning them.

"En." After Elder Ye nodded to Wushuang, he walked out from the side without looking at them again.

Judging from Wushuang's current drinking capacity, these two men still can't drink her, but he still stretches his mental strength to this side from time to time, fearing that something will happen to her.

Nangong Yiyun was quite happy when he saw the old man leaving, "Come, come, let's continue drinking."

As he spoke, he put one of his hands on Wushuang's shoulder.

Nangong Zefan glanced at it, said nothing, picked up the wine glass and touched it with his eldest brother, the taste changed in the mouth, at this moment, he felt that the wine in his throat was very astringent, hard to swallow.

He couldn't help frowning, how did the wine be watered?

Wushuang looked at the pig's hand on his shoulders, holding back in his heart.

"Come on, I'll pour wine for the two gentlemen."

As she spoke, she got up from the side and stood up, ran to Nangong Zefan's side to pour him wine, and at the same time shook off Nangong Yiyun's salty pig's hand on her shoulder.

Nangong Yiyan's hand suddenly fell through, and he didn't take it seriously, as long as the old man is not on the scene, there are opportunities everywhere.

"This prince is a talented person with an extraordinary temperament. I don't know how to call him?"

Speaking of Wushuang, he sat down on a seat next to Nangong Zefan.

"Zevan."

Nangong Zefan looked at her with deep and narrow eyes. This little girl, who praised him but not his brother, obviously wanted them to fight among themselves.

He didn't want to say his surname, anyway, people already knew that he was a prince, he just wanted to tell his name.

"Zefan, sounds good!"

Wushuang thought about it lightly, the man in front of her was indeed handsome, and she was also a face-controller, but after meeting Sikong Gang, this kind of inferior guy still didn't have much appeal to her.

I dare not say that she knows men very well, but at least she knows that no matter a man or a woman, there will be a mentality of comparison.

(End of this chapter)