The president is too domineering: relying on his precious wife

The hot feeling made Gui Qi feel a burning pain in his throat, and his heart was as uncomfortable as being tormented in a frying pan...

In any case, Li Juehuang still did not completely abandon him, at least, they are still brothers!

Ghost Seven raised his head. This time, he took the lead in lifting the whiskey bottle and shaking it in the air...

"Young Master Huang, in order for us to be brothers like before again, let's do it!"

The corner of Li Juehuang's mouth turned slightly to the right, he picked up the whiskey bottle, and slammed it hard, "It's done!" [

The two raised their heads together and drank a bottle of whiskey upside down...

After three or four bottles of whiskey, both of them were obviously drunk...

The drunk ghost Qi leaned against the edge of the wall silently, staring at Li Juehuang dully, as if he wanted to engrave everything about him deep in his heart...

Li Juehuang closed his eyes and whispered Mi Xiaomi's name, once, twice, three times...

Every time, it was like a bayonet stabbing into Gui Qi's heart...

Ghost Seven could clearly feel that his heart was riddled with holes and dripping with blood...

early morning!When Mi Xiaomi woke up lying on the edge of the bed, she found that Ling Shaotian on the bed had disappeared...

She hurriedly got up, looking for Ling Shaotian's shadow all over the world...

Turning around, she found that Ling Shaotian was standing behind her, looking at her warmly, with deep love in his eyes...

Mi Xiaomi's heart trembled suddenly, she lowered her head in embarrassment, and took two steps back, "I thought you were gone..."

"Are you nervous about me?" Ling Shaotian's mood fluctuated slightly, and he tightened his right hand...

Mi Xiaomi stared at him blankly, how should she answer this sentence?

Is it too ambiguous, no, it goes against my will and makes Ling Shaotian sad...

Ling Shaotian pinched her face teasingly, "I know you only have Li Juehuang in your heart..."

Mi Xiaomi's eyes widened in astonishment. Seeing the slight smile in his eyes, she was slightly taken aback, "You, you won't be angry, will you?"

Ling Shaotian's heart stabbed slightly, angry?What right does he have to be angry?

It is already a great gift for him to see Mi Xiaomi every day in these last days...

"Silly girl, as long as you are happy, I can rest assured..."

He reached out and grabbed her hand, "Go, I'll send you back to him right now..."[

Like a marionette, Mi Xiaomi was dragged by him and followed his footsteps all the way...

I always feel that Ling Shaotian is weird today.

They walked through the corridor all the way, met the surprised eyes of the servants and security guards, and then walked through the garden to the No. [-] master room...

Pushing open the door, the smell of alcohol in the room made them frown...

From afar, I saw Gui Qi squatting down, twisting the towel seriously, and wiping his forehead for Li Juehuang...

Mi Xiaomi's heart suddenly seemed to be blocked by something. Isn't that black-faced god the one who almost killed her that day?

My heart suddenly became nervous, I let go of Ling Shaotian's hand, ran over quickly, stopped in front of Li Juehuang, looked up like a little hen, "You are not allowed to hurt him!"

Ghost Seven's hand holding the towel froze severely, and laughed dejectedly, "In this world, everyone can hurt him, but I can't!"

"Why?" Mi Xiaomi always felt that this black-faced god was weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong...