Wen Liang looked at Qi Ye, but Qi Ye suddenly turned around. He raised his head, and with a lazy posture, he looked at Wen Liang who was standing in front of him, and asked: "What is Student Wen planning to do?"

Looking at Qi Ye's fox-like expression, the corner of his mouth hooked up in a gentle smile. "If I were to use a stone, would President Qi use scissors?"

If he had dropped a stone, then Qi Ye would definitely do it, so she should have used scissors.

After drinking two cups of wine in a row, he felt a little dizzy from drinking so much.

According to the rules, if he lost, he had to continue challenging Qi Ye.

However, the man opposite him asked in a casual tone, "What does Student Wen plan to do this time?"

This was a contest of heart, so Wen Liang directly said to Qi Ye: "I'm going to throw the rock, and you're going to pull out the scissors!"

"Alright." Qi Ye had clearly agreed.

Wen Liang's tolerance for alcohol was not good to begin with, so she just foolishly threw out a stone. However, the man in front of her opened his hand and wrapped it around her stone.

The moment the alcohol was drunk, he turned to Qi Ye and said: "Why are you not keeping your promise? Didn't we agree on the scissors? "

"Student Wen must have never heard of these words before. The shameless realm of President Qi had already been displayed to the point where everyone was furious.

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

Unexpectedly, her feet slipped, and her small fist was wrapped up by the man's fist. Along with the inertia, Wen Liang directly pounced towards Qi Ye's direction.

Qi Ye quickly reached out and wrapped his arms around his warm waist. It was obvious that he had drunk too much cold, hence he raised his flushed face and looked at him in confusion.

Seeing that it was not right, Su Xiaomi immediately stood up and pulled on Wen Liang: "Cool!"

She reached out her hand and pinched Qi Ye's face, then smiled as if she was an idiot as she said to Su Xiaomi: "rice leaf, let me tell you this, this man that always bullies me, in fact … It's my husband! "

With that, she rubbed her rosy cheeks and stared at Qi Ye in a infatuated manner.

It's over, it's all over, when Su Xiaomi saw Wen Liang's attitude, he must be drunk again!

In the past, it was not that Su Xiaomi did not drink with Wen Liang, it was just that sshe did not drink with him. It was for this reason that Wen Liang never drank outside, and it was also because of Qi Ye that he was forced to do so today.

The gentle and cool look of someone who had gone mad from alcohol was just as crazy as when he was chasing Qi Ye all those years ago.

Su Xiaomi was afraid that she would lose control of the situation later on, so while trying to pull Wen Liang out from Qi Ye's embrace, she said to the rest awkwardly, "My family's Liang Liang, when drunk, goes insane with alcohol …"

"Who's drunk? "I'm not drunk!" Without waiting for Su Xiaomi to finish speaking, Wen Liang interrupted him.

Inside the room, everyone's eyes were on Qi Ye, and Qi Ye's gaze was following the direction that Wen Liang left in.

After a long while, he finally started to adjust his suit jacket.

Slowly, he stood up.

However, before he could even take a step forward, he felt the coolness of being dragged out suddenly turn back.

Just when everyone had their eyes fixed on Wen Liang, Qi Ye stood up and looked at him deeply.

All of a sudden, she threw herself onto the ground and grabbed the leg of his suit tightly. Her face was full of tears as she cried, "Hubby, we're not going to divorce, not anymore, okay?"

Qi Ye frowned. He bent down and pulled up the woman who was grabbing his leg, then carried her straight to the door.

Su Xiaomi had just run to the door with Qi Ye when she was suddenly stopped by Bao Rong's assistant, Xiao Heng.

Bao Rong stood respectfully by the side of the carriage and helped Qi Ye open the carriage door. Su Xiaomi could only watch as Qi Ye carried Wen Liang into the carriage and then watched as the carriage left.

Qi Ye got on the carriage and drove the car, separating the driver's seat from the back seat.

Wen Liang had been wearing a white shirt and dress, but now, due to the last struggle, his two buttons had been removed, revealing the nice curves of his chest.

Qi Ye's throat tightened as he focused his eyes slightly. He reached out his hand towards the direction of the warm and cool wind, but before she could button the buttons on her chest, she suddenly pushed him away fiercely.

The sudden force had caught Qi Ye off guard, and he fell back on his seat. He held his breath, but had not had the time to release it.

She stretched out her hands to press him down, her hands supporting his ears. Her small body was like a koala as she laid on his chest with her butt sticking out.

Such a posture was really...

Qi Ye was unavoidably a little agitated.

He used his hand to support his cold waist, and said with a hoarse voice, "Get up, do you know what you're doing right now?"

Right now, the warmth and coolness of the room was so close to him that it was almost as if his entire body was pressed together. She was originally wearing only a long snow-white blouse and a soft, thin layer of fabric. As she stuck close to his body, he could clearly feel the warmth coming from her.

Qi Ye's temperature was rising uncontrollably.

He extended his hand, wanting to take the octopus off his body.

But who knew that the harder he used it, the tighter his embrace was. It kept twisting around his body, even brushing away the buttons of his shirt. The entire carriage instantly became filled with an enchanting atmosphere.

In the end, Qi Ye couldn't take it anymore and turned around to push his down. The little woman's delicate face suddenly enlarged, his full red lips slightly pouted, suffusing with an alluring luster. While he was engrossed in her thoughts, she subconsciously reached out and grabbed his shirt restlessly, as if he was grabbing onto a lifesaving piece of driftwood.

Her face flushed, and her breathing mingled with his. The little woman who had drunk wine was hot and dry all over, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead.

frowned, and grabbed onto the woman's soft and small hand, and pressed her arm to his side.

The woman suddenly raised her chin, kissed his lips, and licked them lightly.

Qi Ye's breath tightened as he used the greatest amount of willpower he had to grab the woman's chin and push her away. The little woman, whose hands had been freed, had a complacent smile on her face.

Before she could react to the meaning behind her laughter, her body suddenly felt a chill! Her pants unknowingly fell down. The woman's soft and white hands were pressing down on his vitals …