Your Majesty, you are under arrest

Until she sat down in the private room and those beauties retreated one after another, Wen Xining still felt dazzled and her mind was buzzing, and the scent left in the room made it difficult for her to even breathe.

Turning his head, he saw Beitang Shuo, who was covered with many red lips marks, smiling like a nympho. He couldn't help being angry and angry, wishing to punch that idiot's face with a punch, but now there are outsiders present , she is not good at seizures.

Look at the instigator, Mu Lifeng, who was pouring tea for the four of them one by one. When Wen Xining glared at him, it happened to be her turn. , first drink this fine Yuqian Longjing."

While talking, Mu Lifeng blinked at the corner of his eye, and gave Wen Xining a coquettish wink.

Damn boy, stinky boy, I really don't want to live anymore, Wen Xining touched the chicken skin on his arm, his whole body felt chilly.

Fortunately, the other people didn't pay attention to her, because they were all stunned by the luxurious decoration in the room.

Pei Luoqi took a sip of tea, looked around, and couldn't help admiring: "It is rumored that the Menglizhai of Zuifangju is hard to find, and no one can eat in it except the current emperor. Fu, this is really an eye-opener."

At this moment, Pei Min'er has obviously forgotten the person who was sitting opposite him and wanted to kill him before, and looked at the decorations and arrangements here in shock. Even though she had no idea in her mind, she knew that any artifact here was It's a priceless top product, and it really deserves to be the richest man in Liao City.

Wen Xining gave the two of them a disdainful look, which is really rare. Although this place is indeed good, compared with those modern five-star hotels, it is still more luxurious than tasteful.

While she was drinking tea, Beitang Shuo secretly pulled off her sleeve, "Lady, Shuo'er is so hungry."

As if responding to Beitangshuo's voice, a "gurgling" sound came from Wen Xining's belly, and everyone snickered, but Wen Xining was extremely embarrassed and could only cover it up by drinking tea.

But someone did not let her go, Mu Lifeng frowned, leaned over to Wen Xining, and smiled monstrously: "Mu has finally seen it, why is a husband singing a wife?"

"Pfft!" Wen Xining's sip of tea gorgeously sprayed on a certain handsome face that smelled of makeup.