Lin Huan's chick pecked at Mo Yize as if nodding at Mo Yize: "I'm so dizzy, I don't want to drink anymore." ”

The girl's appearance, Mo Yize only had to look at it to know that she was not lying.

After pondering for a while, the man's lips fell to the girl's earlobe, and whispered like silk: "Good, call my husband, let's not drink." ”

Lin Huan: "......"

Call your husband?

This damn man, did he really think she had drunk too much and was delirious?

I want to fool her, hum...... No way.

Thinking about it, Lin Huan pouted: "I didn't drink much, don't try to take advantage of me." ”

Take advantage?

When Mo Yize heard this, he looked at Lin Huan's little face with a smile, and whispered meaningfully: "Why do we use the word "take advantage" in our current relationship?" ”

"Lin Huan, you've drunk too much."

The man's voice had a strong smell of demagogy.

Lin Huan listened, and his heart was not very happy.

She was surprised by the joy herself.

It's like ...... It was born like that.

Can...... How so?

She still clearly remembers his cruel determination in his previous life, and also clearly remembers the helplessness and sorrow when he was on the verge of death.

She shouldn't have been happy with him, she really shouldn't.

Thinking about it, Lin Huan frowned inadvertently, and almost pushed Mo Yize's chest: "You go away, I didn't drink much." ”

Saying that, Lin Huan took two steps back: "I can drink more, as much as I want." ”

When the words fell, Lin Huan no longer glanced at Mo Yize, and walked towards the crowd.

Mo Yize, even though I really drank uncomfortably, I didn't want to drink anymore.

But if I want to give in to you, it will be absolutely impossible.

I, Lin Huan, can even survive death, will I still be afraid of a little wine?

Lin Huan's back is extraordinarily firm and stubborn.

Mo Yize just watched, and countless doubts arose for no reason.

What secrets is she hiding?

Why is it that you have affection for him, but it seems that you have been imprisoned?

……

After toasting all the wine, Lin Huan was already drunk and couldn't stand.

Anxin helped her, and she pressed the weight of her entire body on Anxin.

Anxin's body is thin and petite, where can he bear Lin Huan's weight, he is about to fall.

At this time, Feng Zhi didn't know when to appear, and he held on to Anxin.

Smelling the breath of Feng Zhi that went straight to his nose, Anxin was slightly stunned, and then his lips moved slightly: "Mr. Feng, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, that's what I'm supposed to do."

Feng Zhi's words fell, and Mo Yize suddenly appeared and took over Lin Huan from Anxin. He picked her up by the waist and strode to the wedding room in the main building of the ink garden.

Anxin stared at Mo Yize's back as he left with Lin Huan in his arms, pouted, and wanted to open his mouth several times to call him, but every time her words came to his lips, Feng Zhi would interrupt in a solemn voice: "Today is their wedding night." ”

Feng Zhi's implication is: On people's wedding night, you should know what to do and what not to do.

Peace of mind: "......"

I don't want to either, but Lin Huan specially explained that she couldn't let her and Mo Yize be alone no matter what. Now that he's taken her away, if anything happens, I can't tell.

"Mr. Feng, I think you probably have some misunderstanding, right? It's still early, I think ......"

Before Anxin finished speaking, Feng Zhi directly leaned her against the wall, smiling: "What do you think?" ”