MTL - Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife-Chapter 10 Yan Rusheng you bastard!
Although everyone felt that this was far-fetched, and even countless people twitched after hearing it, what the old lady said was wrong.
After moving out of Wang Daqin, Ming Zhongsheng hesitated when he stayed. He looked at Wen Xuxu and was really drunk.
"Well, next time our grandson will drink it again."
After that, his old man added in his heart: next time it's better not to bring this girl over.
Obstructed.
This glass of white wine was the most time Wen Xuxu had ever drunk, apart from the casual meal at the graduation of high school.
Yan Rusheng helped her walk and count.
"I don't know how to drink, but I sip it. It's so heroic."
Looking at Xu Xu's drunkenness, Yan San Shao didn't mention how happy he was.
"Yan Rusheng did you say something to the wind?" Wen Xuxu stopped, raised his small face, and stared dissatisfied. "You ... you know I can't drink and let me. Drink, mean and shameless, always use me. "
"The secretary was supposed to stop the boss from drinking." Yan Rusheng said for granted.
Wen Xuxu stepped closer to Yan Rusheng, looked at him up close, and just wanted to speak, he suddenly sipped a wine ‘嗝’.
A scent of wine spit into words.
Yan Sansha frowned, and fanned his hands in front of his nose. "Wen Xuxue, you stay away from me, nothing like a woman."
"Yes, in your eyes, in addition to Fang Jiayin, who else is a woman?"
Wen Xuxu was standing in front of Yan Rusheng. Although his body was shaking, he was in a dangerous state to fall at any time.
But with a pair of eyes still looking at Yan Rusheng's handsome face, his eyes flickered, reflecting the glazed lights in the hotel lobby, like the bright stars in the night sky, and they were touching.
Hearing the name Fang Jiayin, Yan Rusheng's complexion suddenly changed and became horrible.
He stared at Wen Xuxu and gritted his teeth coldly, "Wen Xuxu, you are too much."
He raised his feet and walked angrily past her.
What left him warm and vivid was a piercing cold wind.
She turned around and looked at the proud and ruthless back, her vision was blurred, several ghosts, and she did not know which one was the real one.
"Yanrusheng you bastard!"
Not knowing where the courage came, she opened her mouth and sweared at Yan Rusheng's back.
The curse echoed in the magnificent lobby.
The waiters cast gossip eyes, wondering what just happened.
With a curse, Wen Xuxu stomped his feet, and tremblingly walked towards the turnstile.
She shuffled out of the revolving door, a cold wind rushed on her face, holding her arms tightly, watching the cars going back and forth on the road, keeping awake, she walked down the steps step by step, preparing to go to the side of the road Take a taxi.
Suddenly, a tall figure rushed to her.
Wen Xuxu felt the temperature suddenly drop several degrees, she slowly raised her head and looked at the man's face standing in front of her.
Tears burst into his eyes.
"Why?" Yan Rusheng looked at Wen Xuxu, his eyes were full of doubts, "Why do you touch my taboo every time you get drunk, why do you call me **** every time you get drunk? Look at me. "
Because the two had been enemies since childhood, they didn't look good to each other. After Wen Xuxu became his secretary, he always looked for opportunities to tease her to tease her.
Taking her out to socialize and asking her to help her stop the wine, and then watching her drunk, this is what he does most often.
