Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

Zhou Liye frowned, walked to Duan Manyu's side, held her body and asked Han Lin, "what's going on?"

"When I came, they were already drunk and were commenting on the men in an Internet cafe. They almost didn't fall on those people." Han Lin said. If he hadn't called and the store owner helped answer, God knows how far these two women would have developed things.

"Jump on the man?" Zhou Liye's face turned black.

"I originally wanted to take them away directly, but they both died in this Internet cafe, so they called you. Now, you brought you, I brought me." Han Lin said. What he didn't say was that his wife was very "generous" and said to "share" him. Who asked him to drive others out of the Internet cafe, left him a man in the Internet cafe.

If he wanted to take them away by force, they would howl loudly and even hold them together.

He had no choice but to call Zhou Liye.

Anyway, my wife takes care of herself!

"OK." Zhou Liye said. He was about to take his wife away. As a result, Duan Manyu's claw had directly touched his face, "Hey, touch it well, it's cool..." Duan Manyu muttered. While showing a very satisfied expression, he also greeted Baili Li. "Li Li Li, do you... Do you want to... Burp, touch it too."

"OK, ok..." Baili smiled and nodded his head. He was completely drunk, but he could still recognize the direction of Duan Manyu and Zhou Liye and wanted to come over.

Han Lin directly clasped Bei Li's waist and didn't let her move any more. "Li Li, we're going back!" he said, holding his wife horizontally. At the same time, he solemnly told himself that he would try not to let her drink in the future. Especially not drinking with Duan Manyu.

These two women are so drunk that they can toss about.

"No... I don't want to go back, i... I want to watch the model show with Manyu..." Baili twisted and shouted.

When she shouted, Duan Manyu also shouted, "yes... Yes... See the model show... See the male model... See..."

Two men with black lines.

What are these two women thinking?!

Han Lin and Zhou Liye looked at each other, and then they had a tacit understanding. They picked up their wives and walked towards the door of the Internet cafe.

When they reached the door, they stood face to face.

"In the future... Don't let them drink together."

"Well, that's what I want to say."

The two said, one left and one right, holding their wives and getting on their cars.

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Zhou Liye drove the car, glanced at Duan Manyu who was drunk in the co driver's seat, and unconsciously showed a helpless wry smile. He really didn't expect that she would be so drunk and crazy.

Before he came, did she and Baili say similar things to Han Lin? Are you going to rush at Han Lin, too?

It's nothing for belle to rush over, but she can't do it if she speaks slowly!

He must not let her do it to other men.

All the way back to the apartment, Zhou Liye returned to the apartment with Duan Manyu.