Chapter 133: The wine has not been drunk, but the heart is drunk 15

Instead, he pushed her aside, and then hurried towards the door......

The guests were in an uproar, and the scene became extremely chaotic......

Although Li Peiyao really wants to chase him out and see what happened to his baby son......!!

But she can't leave this place alone after all......

So, he pulled Yixuan and stood on the stage to preside over the overall situation......

Yixuan even smiled politely at An Suyang, but An Suyang couldn't resist, held her hand, and walked out......

Outside the door, An Suyang wanted to break free from Yixuan and go home......

Where is Ke Yixuan willing to let her go?

Pulling her vigorously, An Suyan couldn't resist her at all because of an ankle injury......

She was pulled to the edge of the pool like that, and then, before she could recover from it......

Yi Xuan suddenly pushed her into the pool!!

"You, I warn you, if you dare to pester Zhe again, next time, it won't be so good!!"

The early autumn nights are already a little cool......

An Suyang was wearing that white evening dress, and Luo showed her shoulders......

In the banquet living room, the air conditioner was turned on just right, and there were many people, so I didn't feel cold at all......

At this time, I was suddenly pulled outside, blowing a cold wind, and I was already a little shivering......

At this time, he was pushed into the water, and he only felt that his whole body began to tremble.

The teeth were chattering, and the cells in the whole body couldn't help but tremble......

An Suyang didn't catch his breath, and suddenly took a big sip of water......

Trying to surface, he reached out and touched his face, and exhaled heavily......

Before he could recover his senses, his head was pressed down again......

"Did you hear it?!!!?"

Yi Xuan shouted and cursed almost frantically, and the strength in her hand became heavier and heavier......

An Suyang felt that he was about to drown......

Breathing became more and more difficult, and she struggled desperately and swam to break free from Yixuan's restraints......

But the strength in his body is getting smaller and smaller, and his consciousness is getting more and more blurred......

Qin Zhe's face came to mind......

There was a touch of anger on that pale face like paper, and the eyes that looked at her were cold, even with a little hatred!

She desperately stretched out her hand, trying to grab Qin Zhe's hand......

But Qin Zhe's face was gloomy, and he turned his back and didn't look at her......

Her name is [Qin Zhe, Qin Zhe, save me, save me!]

Qin Zhe's back shoulders trembled, but he quickly took a step forward and strode forward......