It's very hurtful to drink a bottle of liquor all at once. What's more, Zhan Xi is not good at drinking.

Her drinking capacity is not good, but her tenacity can support her through all the thorns.

So, even if it was hard, Zhan Xi still drank the bottle of liquor.

When I just finished drinking, I was dizzy and my stomach was burning badly.

She put the empty wine bottle on the table, then looked at Zhou Shaoren and forced out a smile, "Zhou Shaoren, I'm finished."

"Good."

"Pa pa pa."

Zhou Shaoren raised his hand and looked at Zhan Xi, half sarcastic and half appreciative, and said, "you are worthy of being master Su's woman. There are two brushes. No wonder you can fascinate master su. How can you do without two brushes?"

"Come on, dance a hot dance. If you want that kind of hot and sexy dance, we don't want to see any folk dance. It's boring. You should know what men need."

"Jump, don't dally with that sentence."

Zhou Shaoren idly sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette and began to smoke.

Although the men didn't dare to do anything to Zhan Xi on the surface, their eyes lit up when they heard that Zhan Xi was going to dance a hot dance.

Men's true colors are always the same. They are still happy to see them.

And those women also in line with the idea of watching, have been sitting in the schadenfreude watching, those strange eyes like a sharp blade, again and again inserted into Zhan Xi's fragile heart, the blood dripping, let her be in agony.

Zhan Xi laughed at himself and began to dance. Since he couldn't change the result, he had to try to accept everything.

She finished a hot dance in men's abuse and women's ridicule.

I have to say that when I was three years old, I began to learn dance. I have a strong foundation in dance.

A hot dance to see the people surging, to see those women feel inferior.

I have to admit that the Su family's young grandmother really has two brushes.

Which man doesn't like such a woman?

"Good!"

Someone couldn't help crying out excitedly.

Zhou Shaoren has already started this business. Although they are afraid of Su yechen's influence, they are still thinking of taking advantage of Zhan Xi.

"Well, I'm right. There are two brushes in this Su family."

"Ha ha ha, yes, I'm really passionate about this dance."

"Ha ha ha."

"What are you doing? I used to drink with my brothers."

Zhou Shaoren suddenly stood up, reached for Zhan Xi's chin, and said with disdain, "even if you are su yechen's woman, even if you are Su's little grandmother, or any rich daughter-in-law, go to hell with me."

"Tonight, you are my Zhou Shaoren's plaything. Whatever I ask you to do, you have to do for me. Get out and have a drink with me, bitch!"

Zhou Shaoren reaches out and pushes Zhan Xi onto the sofa, letting her drink with everyone.

Originally, those people didn't dare to be too presumptuous, but after three rounds of drinking, they all had the courage to force Zhan Xi to drink.

Even Zhou Shaoren also instructs the woman around him to open two bottles of wine and pour them all on Zhan Xi, which makes everyone laugh.

A group of people saw all of Zhan Xi's jokes, and Zhan Xi was gritting his teeth all the time.

Now she has no choice, only such a way to go.