Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  Huo Yi saw it almost, before continuing, "But I can see clearly from the glass window, the young lady has not acted intimately with Lie young. Does Sir Alex believe in young lady?"

  Li Beijue was violently blocked by him, his face was ugly, and he stopped talking.

  It's not that he doesn't believe in Chi Enen, he just feels uncomfortable, his heart is blocked, like he has a terminal illness, every beating becomes a torment for him.

  He finally realized what Huo Yi said before, believing, believing, uncomfortable or uncomfortable.

  Because I care.

  So uncomfortable.

  There was another irritability in his chest. He had never been so anxious. He turned around and slammed a fist against the wall, as if he had vented all his emotions on that fist. After the fist hit the wall, he calmed down. There was no expression on the arrogant and noble face, those dark eyes seemed to have closed all the emotions, becoming calm and calm.

  Huo Yi was wondering if he had used the wrong method to make Ferguson understand the feelings of the young lady.

  I saw the man who quickly settled walking towards the sofa step by step, tightening his thin lips, and sitting on the sofa, with a hoarse voice commanding, "Come here with that bottle of whiskey."

   "Lord, your stomach..."

"bring here!"

  He needs to calm down now, he needs to numb the anxiety in his heart.

  Otherwise, he can't guarantee that he can sit here and wait for Chi Eun-en to open the door.

  He is very annoyed and annoyed now, and he is going crazy.

  He told himself from the bottom of his heart that Ji Eun and Nishizawa were nothing, and it was only polite to smile at Nishizawa. On the one hand, the uncontrollable caring, the heart of caring will be twisted into a ball, and the caring will be suffocated.

"damn it!"

  He has said too much **** tonight.

  But he just can't calm down.

Just think of Ji Eun’s disappointment with him, think of Ji Eun’s meeting with Nishizawa, and accepting the “diamond ring” from Nishizawa, thinking of Linnai’s nonsense... His temples suddenly The beating wildly, and the heart beating wildly along with it.

  咚咚咚, there was a louder sound, and his blood flow reversed quickly.

  Compared with this kind of extreme discomfort, the slight discomfort of stomachache is insignificant!

"Yes."

  Huo Yi didn't dare to defy him, and he hesitated to take over the whiskey treasured in the mansion.

   "Lord Sir."

  "Open it. Bring some ice cubes over here!"

"……Yes."

  Huo Yi went to the luxurious four-door refrigerator to find the ice cubes, put them in the special blood, and carried them over——

  The man with a gloomy expression picked up the tweezers, took two ice cubes and threw them into the glass, then took the wine in the ice bucket and poured a full glass.

  Under Huo Yi's gaze, he drank it all.

  Huo Yi saw his reckless drinking method. He regretted that he had spoken too much before. While stopping him, Huo Yi said, "Lord, your stomach is not good, so you can't drink like this. I'll make a dinner for you."

  Li Beijue glanced over, "Let go!"

  Huo Yi slowly let go of his hand, looked at him worriedly, and stood aside.

  He took one glass after another, and in a blink of an eye most of the bottle went down.

  The ups and downs in the stomach, and the pain like familiar cramps, finally suppressed the anxiety and discomfort of the heart.

  He picked up the wine bottle and was about to pour another bottle. Huo Yi couldn't stand it anymore. He walked over and grabbed the wine bottle and said, "Lord, let me wake up the young lady."