Chapter 617

The two men, who were fighting, looked different at the same time.

Fang Qingchen looked at her with a crooked lip:

"Qiqi, do you know what we are gambling on? If only one wins, who do you want? "

An Liqi was stunned.

She had a slight fever on her side, and the light from the corner of her eyes secretly glanced at her. As expected, Ling Zhenyu's eyes shot at her like electricity, which means --

you dare to talk nonsense.

Holding the cup hand slightly drooping, she pursed her mouth and bowed her head, a little confused.

However, the man around him did not show weakness and sneered coldly,

"just set up the game, now want to win or lose?!"

"That's not true. I just want to see what Kiki means. The agreement has just begun and we have a long way to go."

Fang Qingchen raised eyebrows and looked at the red wine in the goblet like silk and satin, and handed the soft knife back.

An Liqi's eyes lingered among them for several times. Finally, she bravely raised her cup again:

"I don't know what you are talking about, but since you are at home, you should drink!"

"Drinking?"

With a sneer, Ling Zhenyu disdained to look at her, and her eyes flashed with unpredictable light:

"how much can you drink?"

"I..."

How much can I drink? You don't know?!

Anliqi frowned, did not say a word, directly blocked in the chest.

Looking forward to a day, there is no news in the middle, and now I finally come back with a thorn in my mouth. What's the matter.

Heart pit fire, she also some words.

Her chin moved slightly, and the cup was raised toward Ling Zhenyu. She said with a hard voice:

"you can drink as much as you want!"

"Good."

Ling Zhenyu handed his cup to her and put it directly in front of her. He calmly said a word:

"drink."

Zhao Xi, standing on one side, took a breath of cold air.

It seems that this is the first time since the wedding day that the young master embarrasses his grandmother in front of others.

That's a big cup. I really want to drink it

When the time comes, it will be the young master!

Just about to deliver a word, Fang Qingchen, opposite to him, put his cup on the table, and his tone was obviously displeased:

"Mr. Ling, she is not good at drinking. Is there something wrong with this?"

"If you want to ask Qiqi, why don't you dare to drink it?"

The words are in the square light dust, but his eyes have been fixed on the face of the little woman.

Try.

Reminders.

There are even demonstrations and warnings.

The man was inexplicably aggressive. An Liqi's teeth made an obvious white mark on his lips. Then he put the cup in his hand and directly picked up his cup to drink.

"Wait a minute."

The man's voice was a little deeper than just now.

The red wine in the goblet slightly ripples. An Liqi looks at him with big eyes:

"why?! Can't bear your wine? "

"No

Ling Zhenyu put his right hand on the table, slightly clenched it, then raised his eyes to her eyes, but said to Zhao Xi:

"fill her up."

Hearing this, Zhao Xi's legs softened and his body swayed.

Just listening to the young master's call to stop, I thought it was soft hearted. I didn't expect that I didn't have enough wine.

What kind of rhythm is that.

The young grandmother drinks too much, when the time comes to lose her temper, it's not necessary to attack them

What to do.

When Zhao Xi was struggling with the wine bottle, the man's low voice was a little irritable:

"pour the wine!"

Zhao Xi was directly shocked by the sound of holding a knife. He carried the decanter, trembling, and poured all the remaining wine into an Liqi's cup.

Looking at a glass full of red wine, anliqi was so angry that she swallowed her mouth.

Knowing that she was not a good drinker, she had to be embarrassed.

OK.

If you can like this, who is afraid of whom!

It's just wine, poison!

Thinking of this, her fingers slightly forced, she grasped the goblet's pillar, took a hard breath, and would drink as soon as her eyes closed.

"Wait a minute!"

She made a move.

Slowly open your eyes, frown slightly, looking at the opposite face of the face also dark down the square light dust.

Under the light, half of his face was hidden in the soft light, and his eyes were full of worries:

"I'll drink for her."

With his fist slightly tight, Ling Zhenyu took a puff from the corner of his mouth and asked softly:

"you?!"

"MeFang Qingchen nodded firmly, his eyes narrowed again, and defiantly faced him.

"By what?"

Ling Zhenyu's mouth finally pulled out of the arc, with irony, with cool, voice is not a bit of temperature.

Fang Qingchen:

"..."

"You have to ask if she wants you to replace her."

Without waiting for Fang Qingchen to answer, his words directly hit the past.

They started fighting again.

Anliqi shook her head in a bad mood, her small face was angry and looked down at the wine in the glass.

Don't say a word. Head up and pour it directly into your mouth.

"Little grandma..."

Zhao Xi stamped his feet in a hurry.

He put out his hand to stop him, but he was directly fixed in place by his young master and couldn't take a step any more.

"Kiki!"

Fang Qingchen frowned, raised his arm and tried to seize it. Finally, he was prevailed by reason. He watched her drink up slowly.

The sour taste spreads directly to the stomach with the mouth.

Anliqi only felt uncomfortable all over her body, like being burned by fire.

Especially in front of the colorful beating lights, as if connected together, lost the frequency, colorful one!

When you put the cup, it's strong.

She lifted her back and wiped the wine on the corner of her lips at will, and then she beamed with a faint smile:

"this wine is not wasted. Come on, I haven't drunk my wine. Mr. Fang, a hero, I respect you."

With that, she shook her hands and picked up her half glass of wine, staring straight at Fang Qingchen.

"Kiki, you're drunk..."

Fang Qingchen frowned, and her voice was distressed. She got up and reached out to help her.

"Mr. Fang?"

Ling Zhenyu's voice unexpectedly smashed over again. With the skate, it's hard for people to pay attention to it:

"the address has changed three times in a day. Qiqi, tell me why?"

He looked down at the hand on the marble table. His fists were clenched tightly. His fingernails were already in the palm of his hand, which sent to his heart a thread of pain.

At the moment, an Liqi's mind is no longer clear. Instead, she waves her hand and makes a silent gesture towards the opposite side of Qingchen. She puts a thin finger on her lips:

"Shhh, don't tell him about this. I'll talk slowly later, hahaha."

Zhao Xi in the side, the face changed and changed, at the moment he did not want anything, just want to find someone to hold a cry.

Why put him in such a situation.

The young master is still injured.

But he added his rival prince.

In addition, the young grandmother drank in a mess.

He wants to die.

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