Chapter 675 Kiss Doesn't Taste Good

I don't know why, although it is true that a wife should encourage her husband as much as possible.

But... Xue Qiqi just doesn't believe that Feng Hanxuan can cook from the bottom of her heart.

Especially with the crackling noises in the kitchen, she felt that there must be something wrong with herself.

She suddenly felt a burst of acid reflux, and silently ran to the toilet to vomit.

She felt bitter: Baby, you are also afraid of being tortured by your father, right? !Mommy too! !
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Murong Yunyao returned to the apartment at noon the next day.

Because yesterday, the bridesmaids made too much trouble, and she was so drunk by those people that she couldn't walk at all.

Shangguan decided to give her and the boss a room in the hotel, so that the two drunks could have a good night's sleep.

I don't know if I should praise Shangguan for being an honest gentleman and not taking advantage of others.

When she returned to the apartment, she found Murong Ling sitting on the sofa in her house, exuding a cold and gloomy aura.

Sure enough, she sneered inwardly.

It has always been his Murong Ling's style to come here from thousands of miles to question the reason.

She took off her high heels at the door and put on her cotton slippers, glanced at Murong Ling faintly, and asked, "Why are you here?"

When she asked, she had already walked to the room. She was still wearing the bridesmaid dress she wore at the wedding yesterday, and she smelled of alcohol, so she needed to take a shower now.

When she came out with casual clothes, she ran into Murong Ling just in time, and he blocked her door, making it impossible for her to get out.

Murong Ling stretched out his hand, put one arm around her waist, and let her hug her close to him.

He sniffed her twice, his face suddenly turned ugly, he looked at her sullenly, and asked in an unhappy tone: "Have you been drinking?"

Murong Yunyao didn't want to explain so much to him, she was sticky all over and wanted to take a bath.

But helpless and unable to push her away as a man with great strength, she took a breath and looked at him impatiently explaining: "Please Murong Ling, Qiqi got married yesterday, I don't drink, I drink Wanglaoji?"

He hugged her tighter and tighter, as if deliberately punishing her, he pushed her against the door, staring at her with cold eyes like stagnant water, "Didn't I tell you that drinking is not allowed outside? Women's house Why do you guys drink?"

Murong Yunyao couldn't take it anymore, so she pushed him away with all her strength, with an upset face, "Please Murong Ling, you are very sexist, aren't you? Why can't women drink alcohol? Besides, I don't drink all the time! I was just happy yesterday, so I drank too much, is this illegal? Even if you are my boyfriend, you can't control whether I drink or not? "

He sneered and remained silent.

He reached out and combed the broken hair in front of her forehead, and pulled her broken hair behind her ears.

"I said I don't like your makeup, but you still wear it. And this lipstick." His slender fingers wiped her lips, making her lips a little painful with some force.

Murong Yunyao immediately turned pale, "Murong Ling, are you sick? You hurt me!"

"You look ugly when you wear lipstick. It doesn't look good at all." He suddenly possessed himself, pecked her lips with a kiss, and then showed a look of disgust, "The most important thing is that it doesn't taste good to kiss."

(End of this chapter)

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