The prostitute is fierce: the vicious queen does not accept joy

A face that was originally white slowly turned red, especially the earlobes, which seemed to be so red that they were about to bleed. In such a way, she unconsciously became a little more charming when she talked and smiled, exuding a little woman Charm.

Tell the men around you to keep their eyes open.

On the other side, Murong Canghai, who was eating food, looked back and saw the salivating gazes of the men looking at Su Yueming, his face suddenly darkened, and his eyes showed displeasure.

Su Yueming was about to take the third bowl of wine, but was stopped by a pair of big palms. She raised her head in displeasure, it was Murong Canghai.

Perhaps it was because of the drunkenness that she was no longer so cold when talking to him, but rather barbaric, saying, "I want to drink, why are you stopping me?"

Murong Canghai took the Dahai bowl into his hand, and said, "You can't drink any more, I'll drink it."

Seeing his wine being poured into his stomach in one gulp, Su Yueming's spirits got stronger, she leaned forward with her dizzy head, her eyes were blurred, her mouth was full of alcohol, and she stammered, "You, Who are you, Murong Canghai, who cares about me, Su Yueming drinking? You care too much!"

Seeing the choking alcohol spray on his face, Murong Canghai suddenly stood up, stretched out his hands——

"Ah!" Before Su Yueming could react, she screamed in fright, and he carried her whole body on his shoulders, like carrying a bundle of firewood, carrying her stridingly towards the old man's house, the expression on her face gloomy.

The rest of the people were stunned when they saw it. After they realized it, the old woman and the old man hurriedly followed and ran over, and the old man shouted——

"My lord, don't be angry, the little lady is so happy, don't hit her."

The old woman was also yelling in a hurry——

"Young master, just say it, don't hit me."

"Let go of me, let me go..." Su Yueming kicked his feet vigorously, and beat Murong Canghai's back with crackling hands, twisting his body while kicking and screaming in the room to come down .

But Murong Canghai didn't intend to let go, instead, in front of everyone, he reached out and slapped her buttocks three times without hesitation.

"You, you..." Su Yueming wanted to resist, but after being tormented by him like this, a nauseating feeling surged in her stomach, and her head became more and more dizzy. She closed her eyes, and the feeling of dizziness made her unable to speak out. Here comes the word.

The old man and the old lady followed behind into the house in fear, only to see Murong Canghai push the door open with one hand and carry Su Yueming inside.

Originally, the two old people thought that Murong Canghai would definitely teach Su Yueming a lesson, but they saw him gently put her on the bed, and even pulled the quilt to cover her up.

Then he turned around and ordered, "Bring me a basin of warm water."

"Hey, hey, good!" The old man who reacted immediately went to fetch water as instructed.

It turned out that Su Yueming was drunk!

She fell asleep in a daze, but she didn't know what she was muttering to herself.

When the water came, the old lady quickly brought a face towel to wipe for Su Yueming——

"I'll do it." But Murong Canghai's big hand took the face towel over, bent down to wipe her face, and wiped off the wine stains on her face.

Su Yueming felt dizzy, she didn't know anything, she just felt a big and cold hand on her forehead, which made her want to get closer, closer, she closed her tired eyes,