Chapter 50: Husband, We Don't Get Divorced

Wen Liang looked at Qi Ye, Qi Ye suddenly turned sideways, raised his head, looked at Wen Liang standing in front of him lazily, and asked, "What is classmate Wen going to do?"

Wen Liang reacted, looked at Qi Ye's old fox-like expression, the corners of his lips hooked up a gentle smile, and said, "If I come out of the stone, will Qi always come out with scissors?"

"Who knows?" Qi Ye stretched out his hand, and the expensive watch looked even more precious on the man's fair skin.

As soon as he saw the expression on the man's face, Wen Liang knew that he must not trust the old fox in front of him.

If she comes out of the stone by herself, then Qi Ye will definitely come out of the cloth, so she should come out with scissors.

But with Qi Ye's IQ, he must be able to guess her mind.

Therefore, Wen Liang turned the hand that was ready to come out of the stone into a cloth.

But who knows, the man opposite is really like what she said just now, honestly out of the scissors......

The whole person is not good in an instant.

Lin Zihao, who was next to him, saw that it was not a big deal and began to shout: "Classmate Wen, have you run out of luck on us?"

The corners of Qi Ye's lips hooked up with an evil smile: "Why doesn't classmate Wen talk without words?"

As he spoke, he took the red wine next to him and poured a full glass for Wen Liang.

Wen Liang drank it all with the quilt, not that she didn't talk or not, but she didn't expect Qi Ye to talk so much!!

I drank two glasses in a row, and I was a little dizzy when I was cold.

According to the law, Wen Liang loses, and he will continue to challenge Qi Ye.

But the man on the other side asked lightly: "What does classmate Wen plan to do this time?"

This is a battle of hearts, Wen Liang said directly to Qi Ye: "I come out of the rock, you come out of the scissors!!"

"Good. Qi Ye made a clear promise.

Wen Liang was not good at drinking, and he came out of the stone honestly in a daze, but the man opposite opened his hand and wrapped her stone.

As soon as the wine came up, Wen Liang said to Qi Ye: "Why don't you talk nonsense?

"Wen must have never heard four words, and he is not tired of cheating. "Mr. Qi's shameless realm has been exerted to the point of mutual indignation.

Wen Liang stood up suddenly, wanting to denounce Qi Ye.

But she didn't want to slip under her feet, her small fist was still wrapped in the man's hand, and with inertia, Wen Liang pounced directly in the direction of Qi Ye.

Qi Yeyan quickly reached out to hug Wen Liang's waist, Wen Liang had obviously drunk too much, and his blushing little face raised his head, looking at Wen Liang with a confused expression.

Su Xiaomi saw that this posture was wrong, so she hurriedly stood up and pulled Wen Liang: "Liangliang!!"

Before Wen Liang got up from Qi Ye's body, he turned his head to look at Su Xiaomi, and then suddenly made an astonishing move.

She stretched out her hand, pinched Qi Ye's face, and then smiled like a fool and said to Su Xiaomi: "Mi Ye, let me tell you, this man who always bullies me is actually ...... It's my husband!"

As she spoke, she rubbed her red little face and stared at Qi Ye with a nymphomaniac.

It's over, Su Xiaomi looked at Wen Liang's posture, and she must have gone crazy again!!

In the past, Su Xiaomi didn't drink with Wen Liang, after all, a drink relieves a thousand sorrows, but Wen Liang has a problem, that is, every time he gets drunk, he can treat the people around him as Qi Ye. Because of this, Wen Liang never drinks outside, and today he was forced by Qi Ye.

Wen Liang looked like he was drunk and crazy, just like when he was chasing Qi Ye in those years.

Su Xiaomi was afraid that the situation would get out of control for a while, so while trying to pull Wen Liang out of Qi Ye's arms, she said to everyone embarrassedly: "My family Liang Liang will get drunk and crazy as soon as he gets drunk......

"Who is drunk? I'm not drunk!" Wen Liang interrupted Su Xiaomi without waiting for Su Xiaomi to finish speaking.

Su Xiaomi really had no choice, so she simply dragged Wen Liang, who was drunk and crazy, out directly.

In the room, everyone's eyes fell on Qi Ye's body, and Qi Ye's eyes followed the direction Wen Liang left, his eyes were secretive, and he looked at it without focus.

It took him a long time before he started to straighten out his blazer.

Then, slowly, he stood up.

It's just that before he had time to take a step, the warmth that was dragged out suddenly turned back.

Just when everyone's eyes fell on Wen Liang's body, Qi Ye stood up and looked at Wen Liang with deep eyes.

I saw her suddenly fall to the ground, grabbed his suit trouser leg, clutched it tightly, and cried heartbreakingly: "Husband, we don't divorce, okay?"

Su Xiaomi stood at the door, stunned, and even forgot to step forward to bring Wen Liang back.

Qi Ye frowned, bent over, pulled up the woman who was holding his trouser leg, then hugged him horizontally, and walked straight in the direction of the door.

Su Xiaomi realized it later, and just ran to the door with Qi Ye, but was suddenly stopped by Bo Rong's assistant Xiao Heng.

Bo Rong stood respectfully by the door and helped Qi Ye open the door, Su Xiaomi could only watch Qi Ye carry Wen Liang into the carriage, and then watch the car go away.

When Qi Ye got into the car, he raised the partition in the car, completely isolating the cab from the back seat.

Wen Liang was originally wearing a white shirt dress, but now because of the toss just now, the buttons have been rubbed open twice, revealing the beautiful curves on his chest.

Qi Ye's throat tightened, her eyes condensed slightly, and she reached out in the direction of Wen Liang with a rare gentleman, but before she could fasten the button on her chest, she suddenly pushed him away fiercely.

The sudden force made Qi Ye fall on the seat unexpectedly, and he didn't have time to vent when he held his breath in his chest, but Wen Liang suddenly fell on his stomach.

She reached out and pressed him under her, her hands propped up on his ears, and her small body was like a koala, lying on his chest completely, and even pouting her little ass.

Such a posture is really ......

Qi Ye couldn't help but be a little irritable.

He held his warm waist with his hand, and his voice was hoarse: "Get up, do you know what you're doing now?"

Now Wen Liang is almost completely attached to him. She was originally wearing only a chiffon shirt and dress, a soft and thin layer of fabric, so tightly attached to his body, so that he could clearly feel the temperature from the woman's body.

Qi Ye's body temperature is rising uncontrollably.

Reaching out, he tried to get the octopus off his body.

But who expected that the harder he worked, the tighter the person on his body would hug, and he kept twisting around on him, and even rubbed the buttons of his shirt. The whole carriage was instantly filled with a sense of charm.

Qi Ye couldn't bear it anymore after all, and turned over and pressed the woman under him. The little woman's delicate face suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes, and her full red lips were slightly pursed, glowing with a seductive color. While he was fascinated, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his shirt restlessly with her hand, like grasping a life-saving driftwood.

Her face was red, and the sound of her breathing mingled with his. The little woman who had drunk alcohol was hot all over, and thin sweat was oozing from her forehead.

Wen Liang reached out irritably to unbutton his shirt, Qi Ye frowned, grabbed the woman's soft and boneless little hand, and pressed her arm to his side.

The woman lifted her chin suddenly, kissed him on the lips, and licked his lips jerkyly.

Qi Ye breathed tightly, and used the greatest willpower to grab the woman's chin and push her little face away. The little woman with her hands free, a smug smile on the corner of her mouth.

Before he could realize where her meaningful smile came from, there was a sudden chill under him! The pants fell unconsciously, and the woman's white and tender little hands were pressing on his life......