Third Master, your wife is tearing up the scum again

Chapter 1027 Si Yiyang, I want to go home
Although Si Yiyang didn't hear what Xi Jinyan said on the other end of the phone, he could still easily guess what Xi Jinyan said on the phone.

Isn't Xi Jinyan still anxiously waiting for Ren Jiaoyang to go back and talk on the phone with him?
Isn't he still waiting for Ren Jiaoyang to come home?
Then, he just refused to let him get what he wanted, and he wanted to see if Ren Jiaoyang was drunk later and passed out.

How else would she go back, and how would she have a video chat with Xi Jinyan.

Ren Jiaoyang didn't return all night, how could he, Xi Jinyan, wait for her to come home?

Thinking of this, Si Yiyang's thoughts of trying to persuade Ren Jiaoyang to leave suddenly came to a halt.

Let Ren Jiaoyang drink most of her own bottle of red wine.

Ren Jiaoyang's small face also turned extremely crimson at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it even reached her neck and ears, as if it was linked to the bones, and it was also faintly red.

After Ren Jiaoyang drank two or three glasses of red wine in succession, he couldn't hold on to his exhaustion and drunkenness, so he fell down on the chair completely exhausted.

Staring at the empty wine glass in front of her for a while, she finally blinked.

Ren Jiaoyang knew that she hadn't completely lost consciousness yet, and she couldn't pass out completely drunk.

Even if she was drunk, she had to wait until she got home before falling down.

She could only hold back her drunkenness and try to keep some rationality and thoughts in her mind.

However, even so, she could still feel that her consciousness was getting more and more blurred, her reaction was getting slower and slower, and even her speaking speed was unbelievably slow.

Ren Jiaoyang didn't hear clearly what others said to her at all, and she didn't want to talk to anyone anymore.

I just felt that my head was so heavy that I couldn't even lift it up. I propped my elbows and held her chin crookedly.

With drunken eyes, staring at half of the man's flowing side face, he opened his mouth inarticulately: "Si Yiyang, I want to go home, is that okay?"

Si Yiyang's expression was imperceptibly relaxed for a second, and the eyes that stared at the girl suddenly became darker.

The voice of the mouth seemed to be somewhat confused: "What did you just say?"

Ren Jiaoyang felt that her brain was going to explode, rubbed her head vigorously, and said in a muffled voice: "I want to go home, you take me home, okay?"

The girl's misty eyes seemed to be seductively seductive, and a strange thought came to Si Yiyang's heart.

Si Yiyang can't let Ren Jiaoyang stay here for a second, he doesn't want any man to see her like this.

Si Yiyang kicked the chair behind him away with a jerk, and stood up from the chair.

Without any explanation, he picked up the drunk girl and hurriedly left the box without saying a word to anyone.

The remaining group of people with confused faces didn't know, and no one dared to ask. They could only look at each other for several times, but no one said a word.

However, there is a wonderful tacit understanding, as if they have a feeling that they are about to be unlucky, and they can't help but rise up.

Si Yiyang hugged Ren Jiaoyang and left the hotel directly, stuffed the girl into the passenger seat, worried that she would accidentally hurt her while driving later, so he carefully fastened her seat belt.

(End of this chapter)