Wife wants to remarry: The poisonous young man's enchanting strategy

Zhong Muyan attentively dialed the phone. He didn't notice that as soon as the phone was dialed out, he was rushed over by a pair of soft and white hands and knocked the phone off the ground.

"Bang!"

Before Zhong Muyan could react, a soft body with strong wine gas jumped on him, and he quickly reached out to hold him.

Being held by Zhong Muyan, the moon shook her body. The wine made her face ruddy at the moment. She looked up at the man in front of her.

"Who are you? Why are you holding on to me? What do you want to do?"

Zhong Muyan looked at the woman in front of her and breathed the fragrance and wine on her. Her beautiful eyes suddenly floated a melancholy cloud, and her handsome face was full of tortured tangles.

"Why don't you answer? Speak quickly, don't you dare to answer me? HMM... hehe"

Hearing the laughter of the woman leaning against him in his arms, Zhong Muyan felt that his head was countless times bigger.

To her death, her body was still shaking, and he could only hold it steadily with his arm.

The woman's head kept rubbing in his arms. He is not a monk! It's just a wolf that hasn't eaten tonight

Or call Mark quickly and let him take the woman away.

He rarely has a bit of bearing. If this woman seduces him again, the only remaining bearing will be worn away!

Zhong Muyan released one hand and stroked the moon with the other hand. He bent down to pick up the mobile phone that fell on the floor.

Fingertips are about to touch the mobile phone on the ground, but unexpectedly, the moon's shaky body leaves his support and can't even sit stably.

Then he pressed heavily on his back.

For a moment, the center of gravity was unstable. The two people fell to the floor together, and the wine bottle on the tea table was overturned.

"Bang! Crash!"

Zhong Muyan helplessly looked at the scene in front of him. Glass fragments were scattered on the ground and rubbed his head hurt by the tea table. He didn't forget to check whether the woman sitting on his leg was hurt.

It turns out that drunk women are so terrible.

Want to get the mobile phone on the ground again, before his hand reached out, a pair of lotus root white feet in silver high heels, one step faster than him, kicked the mobile phone under the sofa.

"Eh? You can't talk or walk! Hehe..."

"Why do you sit on the ground? Do you like to sit on the ground?... well, get up, get up, good, the ground is not clean..."

The bright moon opened her drunken eyes, shook her head left and right, and poked Zhong Muyan's head with her fingers, as if she were teaching her children a lesson. Then she gave out Chi Chi laughter.

Zhong Muyan looked at Mingyue's feet, then looked under the sofa and sipped his lips. Finally, he could only reluctantly shake his head. As soon as he was about to stand up, he was held by his arm and sat on the floor at once.

The bodyguard outside the box saw this scene and wanted to help, but he didn't dare to intervene without authorization.

Most importantly, the manager couldn't help laughing and quickly hid away.

I didn't expect that they are usually handsome, natural and unrestrained. The deputy hall leader whom everyone worships and their boss will be tortured by a woman today.

Zhong Muyan seemed to hear laughter, stroked his forehead like a headache, and looked at the woman sitting on her lap. Her handsome face was full of sadness.

"Hey! Why don't you speak? Oh! I forgot. You can't speak... Shall I teach you? I'll teach you to count one, two and three first. This is one..."