President spoils the dark wife

"Brother Jing, if you don't forget today, let's end here? You see, my sister-in-law has drunk so much. Drinking hurts her."

Among a group of coaxing childe brothers, one of them, who looked relatively young, came to Jing mowen and whispered persuasion.

The tone was light and white, like a little girl.

"Oh, don't be funny. Brother Jing and sister-in-law are having a good drink. Xiao Zhang, you can't drink a few drinks yourself. Don't think everyone can't drink either. It's just spoiling brother Jing's interest!"

It's not too big to watch the excitement. I don't know who hid in the crowd and shouted. Xiao Zhang Shao's face turned red and seemed to be bleeding.

"Who, who says I can't drink? I just don't want to drink!" Xiao Zhang breathed less, like a puffer fish.

Looking up, I just saw Jing mowen looking at himself with a smile. I was even more embarrassed.

"Stop playing! It's too much to deceive. Drink, and I'll go home and sleep!"

With that, the angry little Zhang left in a big step in the crowd's harmless laughter.

Mo Yiran looked at the child's back and estimated that he was only eighteen or nine years old.

Her eyes suddenly became hot.

Obviously capricious, but can capricious such a lovely temperament, completely not hated by others. It must be a child who has been used to living in dignity since childhood and growing up in love?

What kind of family environment can raise such children

If she can, she also wants to be such a lovely person.

Not like this.

Although he has a beautiful skin bag, he is covered with thorns. Inadvertently, he stabbed people.

"Why, do you like the child? Otherwise I'll have him tied back for you?"

Jingmo Wen's sour words suddenly came into his ears. Don't dye back to God.

"Where do I have your happiness? There is a long line behind me."

Mo Yiran raised her eyebrows and glanced at several women attached to Jing mowen.

After hearing the speech, Jing mowen suddenly sat up and waved his big hand. Several women around him immediately went to other childe brothers.

"Embrace left and right, who saw?" Jing mowen said coldly.

The crowd shook their heads hurriedly: "no, no, there's something we don't see!"

Mo Yiran: "

Jing mowen was satisfied with his lips and smiled at Mo Yiran: "Ranran, don't lie with your eyes open."

Mo Yiran smiled at the flesh without laughing. He turned back and waved to a Rui who had watched the play for a long time at the door.

A Rui, who leaned against the door, had a bad feeling, but in full view of the public, he had to come over.

"Ranran, what's up?"

A Rui walked to Mo Yiran's side. As soon as the voice fell, the woman in front stretched out her arm, hooked his neck and fished it to her.

The distance is very close, which is easy to be misunderstood.

"You said, how many did Jing mowen hold in his arms just now?"

The woman opened her mouth and the strong smell of wine came to her face.

A Rui is hooked in his arms by Mo Yiran. He can even feel the strong Yin Qi from across the table.

He thought with his toes that it was the Yin Qi that came from Jing mowen.

However, thinking of what he said to Mo Yiran just now, he had no choice but to answer honestly: "not much, not much, just four or five."

People: "

This is a fucking fool!

How can you be so honest?

Can't you see that Jing mowen is stimulating Mo Yiran and making her jealous?

Just now Jing mowen came out to make Mo Yiran feel wronged and angry, and then he could coax him.

As a result, elder brother, you directly refuted Jing mowen's face. I'm afraid your brain is not working well

I felt the complex gaze of a group of people above my head, as if it were old mothers who broke their hearts for ignorant children.

Ah Rui's brain seems to be suddenly enlightened at this time.

He seems to understand the meaning of Jing Mo Wen

"Ranran, it's getting late, or don't drink this wine?"

He's persuading wine!

He's saving it!

See!

……

"Don't drink a fart!"

Mo Yiran pushed ah Rui aside, knocked on the wine table, and said to Jing Mo Wen, "drink!"

Jing Mo Wen nodded with a smile, "drink!"

As soon as the voice fell, the two people looked up and drank wine together.

Jing mowen naturally had no problem. He had half a bottle of wine in one breath, but he was drinking, but he suddenly heard a woman's cough across the street, like choking.

He glanced over and saw that Mo Yiran's face was red and his tears choked down. Next to him, a Rui handed her a paper towel.

But Mo Yiran just looked at himself, and then raised the wine bottle again.

How strong the wine is, the ink text can't be more clear. How can Mo Yiran drink it so fiercely? It's undoubtedly very painful.

Even I can't stand it, let alone her?

She's holding on!

Just for a bet?

In order to make a request, she spelled it like this!

It was clear that he was in control of the victory, but there was no joy in his heart.

Every time he took a sip of wine, Mo Yiran's eyes turned red just now.

When the woman's coughing voice sounded in her ear again, Jing mowen's wine bottle had seen the bottom.

When there were a few mouthfuls of wine left, Jing mowen could no longer make himself ignore Mo Yiran.

"Mo Yiran! What the hell are you doing!"

Jing mowen smashed the wine bottle heavily on the table, reached out and grabbed Mo Yiran's glass bottle with half a bottle of wine in his hand, staring at her with red eyes.

Both distressed and angry.

Everyone didn't expect that Jing mowen would suddenly get angry. A cheering voice suddenly stopped for a moment and looked at the two people on the wine table in surprise.

"You give it to me!"

Mo Yiran yelled back at Jing mowen and reached out to grab the wine bottle taken by the man.

Jing mowen grabbed the bottle and said, "you can't drink any more."

He said coldly, without saying anything.

"Give it to me." Mo Yiran looked at him motionless, his tone was subdued, and his eyes were forcibly sober.

"You let go!"

Mo Yiran roared coldly again.

"I admit defeat."

"What?"

Don't frown.

"I said... I admit defeat. Don't drink. I feel bad about you. I promise you everything you say you want, okay?"

The man's voice was quiet, and the weak tone was full of helplessness.

Even if so many people were present, he didn't care at all.

All he knows is that he can't let Mo Yiran drink any more.

The blood seeping from the bandage around her neck was too dazzling and shocking.

How can he continue to ignore it!

This time, the whole box was completely silent.

No one dared to speak, even breathing gently.

Jing mowen, who is famous for his ruthlessness in shopping malls, now takes the initiative to admit defeat for a woman.

This is fucking true love!