The Sweet Wife of the Seventies

"You didn't wash your hands when you went to the bathroom just now." Yang Yunhai leaned back on the sofa and said, "drink this wine yourself."

With that, he poured himself a cup of tea and said, "I'll drink this."

Then put a little on the table with a cup.

That means, Lao Wang poured the fruit wine just now. He can drink it himself.

And he didn't even drink fruit wine.

"This... That..." Lao Wang looked around awkwardly.

"What?" Su ziqiao sneered and said, "Lao Wang, don't you give Haige face? Don't you want to apologize? Haige has accepted it. You can't finish it once you drink the fruit wine."

What's the strength of the ink.

"How about my drinking? Fruit wine is too boring." Lao Wang said with a smile, and then his fleshy hand was about to pour wine for himself, but he saw Yang Yunhai's Feng eyes looking at him faintly.

"What? Is there something wrong with the wine?" Yang Yunhai spit out a few words faintly.

"How can it?" Lao Wang hurriedly said, "I drink it. Can't I drink it? I just don't think fruit wine is exciting."

Yang Yunhai sneered.

Up to now, if Su ziqiao still can't see that there is a problem with this old Wang, he has been with Yang Yunhai for so many years in vain.

However, Yang Yunhai was not ready to make a public announcement, so he was happy to follow behind and watch the excitement.

I don't know whether this old Wang drank too much or what happened. He soon became drunk and unconscious.

"Get him upstairs." Yang Yunhai said faintly.

"OK." Su ziqiao and Li Xiang said with a smile.

Yang Yunhai didn't say anything, frowned and followed. After entering the hotel room, he looked around. Sure enough, he saw a camera in a large flower basket in the hotel.

It is said that cameras are still rare in this era, but rare does not mean there is no camera.

"This..." Li Xiang looked at the camera in surprise.

He knows this stuff.

"Go to the other side first." Yang Yunhai said.

Several people nodded, just about to retreat, they found that Lao Wang began to be wrong.

"It's so hot." Lao Wang began to grope for himself.

Meat's fat hand untied his clothes, and he was wriggling while loosening his body.

Li Xiang shivered.

It's so scary.

As soon as several people arrived in the opposite room, they heard footsteps coming from the corridor.

Through the cat's eye, Su ziqiao saw a girl sneaking towards the opposite room.

"Why is it her?" Su ziqiao whispered.

"Do you know?" Li Xiang asked.

"That's Lang Yimo." Su ziqiao said, "does this matter have anything to do with her?"

Just as he said this, he saw that Lang Yimo had entered the room.

The door of the room was deliberately not locked, but Lang Yimo thought it was arranged by Shen Lingyu.

"Yang... Brother Yang." Entering the room, Lang Yimo shouted cautiously.

Because the curtains were pulled, the room was a little dark, and Lang Yimo couldn't see clearly in the inner bedroom. He could only hear someone crying uncomfortable.

She just walked in and said, "brother Yang, what's the matter with you?" Before he shouted out, he was held by a pair of hot hands.

Then her lips were blocked.

Lang Yimo wanted to shout but couldn't shout out.

What's more, as long as she thinks this person is her brother Yang, does she still shout?

Of course, I won't shout.

This is not the time to shout.

When someone comes later, she will pretend to be wronged and cry again.

At this time, enjoy yourself.

It's just that there seems to be something wrong with this hand!