Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

“……”

The room was silent.

"What's more, Feng Ying has a deep relationship with me. It's just a letter of recommendation. It's nothing."

The smile of the pond banquet was subtle, and the line of sight was accurately fixed on Feng Ying's face. A hook of evil spirit said, "am I right, Miss Feng?"

“……”

Feng Ying wants to kill him.

He's definitely taking revenge!

I was dizzy. I didn't know the strength of the wine came up. I was still frightened by the pool banquet. Feng Ying held his forehead with one hand and threw himself into Zhen Yujie's arms.

"I'm drunk."

The lips of the pond banquet were slightly drawn, and they no longer spoke.

Mu Jingchen glanced at Han Shaoqing and saw that his face was an unprecedented evil, as if he wanted to choose someone to eat. He couldn't help but curled his mouth and said a round sentence.

"It's boring. Don't play. Let's drink a bar."

Then the atmosphere became more strange.

Feng Ying is a waste of alcohol. In addition, the degree of the cup he just drank is a little high. Alcohol is really on top.

She fell into Zhen Yujie's arms and was sleepy. Although Zhen Yujie had a lustful heart, she still adhered to the most important principle of her best friend and held her all the time.

As for mu Jingchen, he has been muttering to the pool banquet. He doesn't know what he's talking about.

Chi Yan closed his eyes and obviously didn't want to talk to him.

"Yingying is drunk. I'll take her back first."

Zhen Yujie struggles to lift Feng Ying and prepares to leave.

"I'll send her."

Han Shaoqing, who had been cold and silent, stood up and stretched out his hand to grab Feng Ying.

"No!" Zhen Yujie opened his hand and looked at him defensively, "don't mind your own business!"

Han Shaoqing's eyes were slightly cold again, but his expression was still gentle.

"Yingying is my fiancee. It's not natural for me to send her back? And you are a girl. Yingying is drunk again. In case of any danger, it's too late for you to regret."

"This..."

Zhen Yujie thinks it makes sense.

She was trying to call someone to pick it up, but she saw Han Shaoqing make another move and want to rob Feng Ying.

In a hurry, she suddenly pushed Feng Ying in her arms, watched her fall straight into Chi's arms, and said in a high voice, "I'd rather have general Chi send Ying back than give her to you!"

Sitting in the pool banquet, the woman who felt the soft fall in her arms couldn't help picking her eyebrows.

Is he lying down and shot?

"Zhen Yujie!"

Han Shaoqing pursed the corners of his mouth into sharp lines, and his eyes implied a warning.

"I hope you remember that Yingying is my fiancee!"

As soon as he turned around, he didn't look at the pool banquet. He grabbed Feng Ying's hand hanging on one side. He just wanted to pull her up, but Zhen Yujie stopped him again.

"What if you're her fiancee? You're not married. I believe Yingying also hopes to be sent to her by general Chi, not you!"

She patted Feng Ying's ruddy face.

"Yingying, wake up."

Feng Ying opened his eyes into a slit vaguely, and his eyes were blurred, "huh?"

"I ask you, do you want to go with Han Shaoqing or Chi Yan?"

Pool banquet? Han Shaoqing?

No third option?

Feng Ying's brain was swollen and painful. He tried to open his eyes wider and saw the pool banquet above his head.

He held his cheek in one hand, hung his head and looked at him with great interest. A pair of Dark Jade like eyes were slightly hazy by the dim yellow light.

It is not only as bright as the sun, moon and stars, but also a mysterious charm.

"Pool banquet..."