Filled with anger and resentment, Huang Jianliang almost gritted his teeth to open the bottle of red wine, treating the bottle cap with a knife, and then treating the poor cork with a screw and drill the tip like a father-killer.

Then, without even having an interest in looking at it, he just poured the wine into the glass.

"Ah," Luo Qiong interrupted his behavior after a toast. "This vintage's wine is a rare variety of drinking one bottle less than one bottle, if you don't take a breath to drink, isn't it too much." Although '89 is not a great vintage for French wine, Luo Qiong believes that the bottle should not be wasted. She believes that as long as it is the product of the hard work of others, it should not be wasted, and whether it is expensive or cheap, its value should not be bound by money.

Just as human beings should not be valued just because they were born noble, and they should be despised for being born low.

Hearing this, the dissatisfaction on Huang Jianliang's face became even more. "It's young, it's just a freshly made wine, and you can't drink it if it's not breathable. But old wine is not as sophisticated as this. After filling Luo Qiong with a glass, he drank it in his mouth.

Who knew that as soon as the liquor was imported, even he himself was stunned, because the taste was so terrible.

Luo Qiong smiled, "Red wine, it's not that it will wake up when the year is enough, it will cycle between awakening and sleeping." Ring the bell and ask the sommelier to come in and change the bottle for us, the one who brought the wine just now. Wang Aiyi must have considered that this wine could not be eaten without changing the bottle, so she took the initiative to select a winemaker for us and sent it over with the wine bottle......" But just halfway through the conversation, Huang Jianliang couldn't help dropping the glass anymore.

directly stepped forward and grabbed one of Luo Qiong's hands tightly. "Obviously a Chinese, but he plays with red wine and pretends to be a foreigner. If you are a Chinese, just drink liquor honestly, thinking that holding a bottle of red wine in your hand and pretending to perform a circle is a master? In my opinion, you women are not only vain but also shameless? ”

"The moon in a foreign country must be rounder than the Celestial Empire? Will red wine taste better than white wine? ”

He just yelled like that.

Grabbing the tablecloth, he threw the table full of food to the ground along with the utensils that contained them, and for a moment the sound of porcelain shattering continued. Flying porcelain shards flew all over the room.

Luo Qiong was frightened, she just looked at him in a daze.

She couldn't understand why the feeling between the two of them, which was so harmonious one second, was like this a second later.

grabbed her, and simply used his wrist strength to cut Luo Qiong's hands behind him, and Huang Jianliang used brute force to restrain her like that. He didn't care at all about the pain this woman was going through at this time. Because the upper part of his back was touched again, Luo Qiong's face turned green.

Wang Aiyi said, Wang Aiyi said...... You damn woman, can you please stop mentioning that bitch in front of me. It's Christmas, and the two of us are alone, but the woman is taunting me with a bottle of fine wine at this time. All right! I'll admit that I'm a native of the mud legs, and I don't deserve high-end and high-grade red wine. No matter how hard I try and how much I study, I'm just a bottle of home-made liquor. ”

Huang Jianliang's movements were rather rude, and he picked her up and threw her on the table, even though she looked so painful that she could barely breathe. But he had no mercy for her, not even the smallest one.

"Don't think that the woman is really doing it for your own good, spending a lot of money on you, doing everything she can to make you happy. Let me tell you, Wang Aiyi's is just trying to pile up a high-end with money, because she herself is missing half of her side, and she no longer climbs the bed of a rich and powerful old man, so she built you at a high price and let you go out to sell it instead of her. Let me tell you, Sun Xiaoyou, the truth is as simple as that, otherwise how to explain it, you must enter the showbiz. ”

"Sun Xiaoyou, you ridiculous woman, you're about to be sold, but you're still here to help count the money. Your stupidity makes me really unbearable, and I have to remind you out loud. What can I do, I am your husband, and I will warn you even if there is danger...... I tell you, don't think that men with all sorts of tricks and mouths like honey are good things. What Christmas, what flowers, chocolates and gifts, these are all liars. But when he sits gracefully in front of you, do you think the man opposite has you in the eyes of you? I tell you, those people will always see only themselves. And you are just a tool he uses to set off how high-end and high-grade he is. ”

Because of drunkenness, Huang Jianliang shouted out in a rather gaffe.

He pressed her against the table and messed around with her.

"Do you know what a good man is, what is a good man in the Heavenly Empire? Just look at me, we will never play tricks, and we will never come to nothing. Sun Xiaoyou, you are my woman, I am your man, I like you, I want you. Lao Tzu has always been so practical, women are used to do it, Lao Tzu wants you to know what a man is. The only candlestick left on the table stood in the way of Huang Jianliang, and the man pushed him down.

The beautiful scented candle was broken to the ground, and the half-melted wax flowed to the ground.

"To hell with candlelit dinners and Western festivals. Let us live like our parents, live like an authentic Chinese person, let us inherit thousands of years of fine cultural traditions, and live a down-to-earth life. Be a serious person. ”

His body violently broke in, reaching the deepest part of Luo Qiong, just like the legendary straight flower heart. The thrill went up her spine and finally spread to every inch of her skin.

Because Sun Xiaoyou's underside is quite tortuous and full of folds, it can create considerable friction. Although this is not a good thing for her, the relatively narrow entrance makes her vulnerable when a man enters, but it is undoubtedly the supreme enjoyment for a man who is happy inside, and it feels almost equivalent to the famous utensils in traditional culture.

In any case, Huang Jianliang easily fell into it, and he couldn't extricate himself.

In the midst of this seemingly never-ending impact and pain, Luo Qiong's consciousness became more and more distant as the world blurred.

It hurt so much that she smiled. When she wanted to be dangerous because she was drunk, Wang Aiyi accompanied her without saying a word, although she did not have that obligation. And you, a man, are really only yourself in your heart.

"Even if everything you say is correct, the reason why Wang Aiyi will help me is because she has intentions against me. But who in this world really has no intention of anyone, and it has never been good for no reason, how does this sentence explain? Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if Wang Aiyi really wants to cultivate me into a tool to sleep with the old man full-time, but the rich and powerful old men in your mouth, and what they may do to me, are they not the same thing as the dirty and obscene things you are doing with me? ”

It is conceivable that the man Huang Jianliang was furious again.

He was compared to those filthy and smelly old men. "I'm your husband!" He roared like that. The husband is the owner of his wife, and he has the right to do all things to her, and she must bow down to his desires. Because her man is willing to go to it, instead of climbing on other women, this is definitely a blessing for wives in Chinese culture.

The kind that can't be cultivated in eight lifetimes.

She dared to be ungrateful to her husband's pressure, could this woman be a monster? Isn't she crazy?

Huang Jianliang just screamed and sprinted: "Do you feel comfortable?" Are you satisfied with my service, my honorable chairman, my immediate superior? You're still satisfied with my choking bottle of home-made liquor. ”

His body slammed into her, slamming the table to a rattle.

Although his body was savagely crashing into his fiancée's body at this time, the woman who appeared in Huang Jianliang's mind at this time was Zhang Xi, as well as her words that were extremely tempting and extremely despised for herself.

My dear President, you are so vulnerable to men.

Luo Qiong's hands were cut by Huang Jianliang, which made her almost unable to do anything. She just closed her eyes tightly, frowned deeply, and was silent as before, without saying a word. Although the terrible violence that was happening to her at this time was enough to make every lady tremble, she just took it without saying a word.

The candlelight shone on her sweat-soaked face, creating a different style.

And he was deeply fascinated by this style.

After a bloody kiss, Huang Jianliang asked almost frantically: "Cool, my kung fu is okay." If you feel comfortable and satisfied with my service, please call it out and tell me that you want to continue. Spoiled! ”

Just as Huang Jianliang wished, the current posture of the two of them is really a train bento style.

Luo Qiong, who had become a soul state, left the house, and she came to the railing where she and Wang Aiyi had sat and sung together. Once you've climbed up, gaze deeply at the soles of your feet. Just now, even if she was drunk and ran here to dance in the sky, she didn't fall down and die, which means that even God wants her and Huang Jianliang to be husband and wife.

This is providential.

Luo Qiong is not strong enough, and now she has no way to say no to the male power that has ruled the entire society for thousands of years. This man, this life is not hers, she only has the right to participate and experience, not the right to make decisions. That man, Huang Jianliang, although he has enough scum, he is not her dish, and everything must wait for Sun Xiaoyou himself to come back before making a conclusion.

Whether to hack to death with a knife and throw it into the sewer, or stay and continue to use it, everything depends on Sun Xiaoyou's intentions.

He opened his hand and made a gesture to the wind. What would happen if I jumped like this now? Luo Qiong thought silently. I'm already in a soul state, if I jump from here, will I die again?

She just enjoyed the oncoming night breeze and the vision that Wang Aiyi specially showed for her.

That woman is also qualified for a man's general, proud and willful vision. In that vision, they held their heads high and behaved in a dignified manner. She is not anyone's daughter, not anyone's wife, not anyone's mother. She's just her Luo Qiong.

Then, she thought of the latest song she had heard from Yao Jing. "Life is too short, how can you give up halfway......"