Second Wife Mr. Ye

Chapter 50 Drunk (2)

When the man's hand had just been thrown away, and when he insisted on sticking it again, his collar was gripped and dragged back.

What the hell's going on? While thinking about it, the man felt that the temperature around him was starting to drop, and a sharp eye gaze fell on him. It was a man sitting in a wheelchair.

In the middle of a pleasure-seeking party at the bar, everyone here mingles, but he's different.

Just sitting there, and all his eyes showed his dignity between the movements of his eyes. A deep and indifferent gaze, a powerful aura formed a world, and the outside world could not integrate into it.

“What do you want to do to him?” Xiao Su asked the man holding the collar.

“Sorry!” The man immediately apologized after reacting. Even though the other party was sitting in a wheelchair, however, his temperament seemed to be no ordinary person. And at first glance, when the man grabbed her behind him, she did not even have the strength to resist. This explains what?

After being out and together for so long, he was not a person who did not know the current affairs.

“I didn't know he had friends, sorry, please let go of me.”

Ye Moshen did not speak, his lips tightly closed, and his sharp eyes fell into his hands.

“Which hand has touched it?”

The man stood where he came from and was stunned, cold sweat coming out from his forehead, Ye Moshen's eyes gaze was extremely cold like an invisible mountain and pressed against his shoulders, making him subconsciously bend and kneel, making him bow and kneel, slowly raised his right hand.

“Buang.”

The calm words in the music explosion sounded as if a bomb had landed.

The man's facial sharpness changed instantly, his teeth were shaking, “I, I, I, I, I really did not accidentally touch him, I do not know.....This man, raise your hand!”.

Those words were not finished being spoken, soon a few men in suits and sunglasses came to catch him.

The man had never seen such a scene, almost falling limp to the floor.

However, at the moment, a lot of things have changed.

Shen Qiao who was lying at the bar counter motionlessly, suddenly stood up, a dainty figure dazzlingly walked towards Ye Moshen.

“You!”

He walked in front of Ye Moshen and pointed his index finger at him.

Ye Moshen's expression remained unchanged, looking at him calmly.

A reddish-white cheek, a pair of cold eyes with a drunken, slightly feminine state, red lips that were still full of wine, black hair that was gently rubbed on the shoulders, almost covered most of his face. This kind of scene seemed to have replaced her makeup-free face, to look to give makeup on her face, but it was more natural and comfortable than makeup.

Ye Moshen was slightly dazed, almost sucked in by those pair of charming eyes.

“What basis are you... take care of my business!” shen Qiao said as he pointed at Ye Moshen.

But he who had drunk, his body a little limp, said with a breath of breath. Instead, he took on the woman's centile charm.

The men were so shocked to see such a sight that their jaws almost fell.

This woman actually dared to point at Ye Moshen's nose, and ask him on what basis did he take care of his affairs?

“Speak! I'm asking you!” Shen Qiao saw that he continued to sit still and did not move, he walked forward one step, his footsteps staggered over Ye Moshen's body.

“Young master Ye!” Xiao Su's eyes widened and called out nervously.

Ye Moshen looked at the woman who had fallen towards himself, as long as his hand moved, meaning that it could hide it.

But the result of hiding was that he fell on the cold and hard floor, if not hiding it, he would pounce into his arms, in front of so many men…

Whoa!

The eyes of the other men opened wide and they looked at the scene unbelievable.

Ye Moshen was in action, but he acted to help him. When Shen Qiao fell down, his body position was incorrect and his head almost hit the back of his wheelchair.

Seeing that it was about to stumble, Ye Moshen moved his hand, grabbed his other arm, and carried it properly into his arms.

Xiao Su sighed, but fortunately was not hit.

Looking at his astonished men, Xiao Su pouted in his heart, he even heard all the sights he was wooing young master Ye, so this was not enough to make him fussy and fussy.

Shen Qiao's thick and soft cheeks hit Ye Moshen's hard chest like this. After being lifted into Ye Moshen's arms, he did not move. After a while, he groaned, “Very sick..”.

Listening to his words, Ye Moshen frowned.

This damn woman, she hit like this. If it wasn't for her helping him, he would now have looked broken. Even if he doesn't appreciate it, still yelling sick?”

“Why are you... so hard?” Those words just fell down, Shen Qiao complained furiously, and then two small hands clenched to his chest, “Founder, bastard, harmed me and made me sick!”

Ye Moshen, “..

Crowd, “....”.

Xiao Su could not help and help his forehead, Shen Qiao seemed to be drunk?

On a weekday, how dare he behave so to Ye Moshen?

I just didn't expect that this drunk Shen Qiao was really two different people than before.

Xiao Su felt, this kind of Shen Qiao is more... amusing?

“The question I asked you just now, you haven't answered me!” Shen Qiao was still lashing out at his chest. While asking while hitting him, despite not spending any effort, for Ye Moshen it was not painful, but it was very embarrassing.

Ye Moshen clasped his white wrist and shouted, “Women, you better not need to overdo it!”

“On what basis do you care about me?” Shen Qiao did not seem to understand what Ye Moshen was saying, suddenly raised his head and asked loudly, in an instant, he turned his head to face him, and his face was very close to Ye Moshen.

Breath ~

The woman's sweet breath was filled with alcohol, like some kind of addictive stimulant.

Ye Moshen took a nap]fas and suffocated, looking at this face up close.

She does not wear make-up on weekdays, her skin is in good condition, crystal-like white, very delicate facial skin, especially. seductive reddish lips, one part together, one part together, it seemed to guide him to take some action.

Ye Moshen's pupils looked rather dark, he lowered his voice, his large hands fell on Shen Qiao's waist, and in a low voice, “Are you trying to get closer to me again?”

Ye Moshen thought the threat would be useful to him, but he did not understand the attitude of a drunk.

Wine is so strong, the more you dare, the more fun it will be.

Like Shen Qiao, when Ye Moshen said so, it was more pleasant, so he moved closer, and the two of them had almost no gaps.

“Already close.”

After approaching, Shen Qiao also said cutely.

The voice was soft, just like the marshmallow that had just been rolled from the machine, so sweet to Ye Moshen's heart.

Ye Mo breathed a little harder, glaring at his teeth.

“Do not play fire!”

This damn woman, not expecting her drunkenness to be so charming, almost drove her crazy!

“Fire? Where?” Shen Qiao chuckled and suddenly reached out to hold Ye Moshen's chin, with a small smile, “You haven't answered my question, Ye Moshen, don't you hate me? Why... continue to take care of my affairs again, again and again?”