My wife is very drunk

Chapter 1 Please hold your feet high
"Get ready, everyone, Mr. Wei is coming to visit the class...".

The set was thrown into a frenzy.

As the exaggerated red carpet rolled out, a group of men in black suits broke in in two teams.

This scene gives people the illusion that this is a scene from a gangster movie.

Amidst the screams of excitement, a tall and straight man walked over from the welcoming crowd.

With a golden ratio of 1.8 meters five, he is tall and tall, and the slim handmade custom suit makes his figure sexy and slender.

He just stood there leisurely, with the aura of a king who ruled the world.

"Where is the whole crew here?" he asked.

The tone was domineering and a little arrogant, but it sounded like fragile jade falling on the jade plate, so nice.

Drunk Ai Ai was among the crowd, and when she heard these words, her heart skipped a beat.

It's him?

It seems that he is the only one with such a domineering and arrogant way of speaking.

She lowered her head, trying to reduce her sense of existence, and tightly clenched the prop ball in her hand.

The more nervous the more mistakes.

"Ding Ding Dang Dang" there was a crisp sound of small bells, and the prop ball in Zui Ai Ai's hand rolled out.

Everyone's eyes stopped on the prop ball rolling down on the ground.

Seeing the hydrangea dangling and rolling past her feet, her gaze, without exception, turned backwards and landed on Zui Ai Ai's body.

Drunk Ai Ai stood there with her head bowed, facing everyone's eyes, like a light on her back.

"I'm sorry..." She murmured in a low voice, and hurried forward, ready to pick up the prop ball that rolled out.

A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped forward unhurriedly, as if they were right on the ball.

Drunk Ai Ai's outstretched hand froze there.

In a panic, he looked up.

Shiny and clean black leather shoes, and crisply ironed trousers set off his slender legs.

Further up is his sexy and muscular body. The hand-made black suit outlines his figure perfectly. The diamond cufflinks reflect a dazzling light under the light.

And his black eyes are more eye-catching than the cuff buttons on his wrist, with a breathtaking ability.

He just stood there motionless, his sexy and beautiful lips were lightly pursed, with an air of unruly and conceited.

He didn't say a word, but he was so dignified and elegant.

Drunk Ai Ai squatted there, the ball was stepped on by him, she couldn't advance or retreat.

It seemed that everyone in the audience held their breath, and all the focus fell on her.

There was already dense sweat on her face, she lowered her head, and said in a somewhat flattering and polite tone, "Mr. Wei... please hold your feet high..."

"Oh? Want it?" With a flick of his toe, the ball spun around his feet.

"Yes." Zui Ai gritted her teeth and replied heavily.

"If you want it, just say it. You are so blushing and shy, because you are afraid that I will not satisfy you?"

He didn't seem to be embarrassing her as before, he lifted his foot and let go of the hydrangea.

But there are all sorts of sinister connotations in these words, combined with the embarrassment and shame on Drunk Ai Ai's face at the moment, it makes people think about it.

Drunk Ai Ai was so embarrassed that she wanted to get into the ground and squat down to pick up the ball.

With his brain froze, the lines that had been on his lips for the past two days blurted out: "Thank you Lord Ron..."

Everyone who had been watching this scene with bated breath lost their connection on their foreheads.

Is this too deep into the drama?
Also thank the Lord Ron for saying all this?

Drunk Ai Ai also knew that she had lost her composure, but it was only because the man's powerful aura was too frightening.

"Thank you, Mr. Wei..." She changed her words, lowered her eyebrows, retreated into the crowd, and returned to the position she was standing just now, trying to reduce the sense of presence.

Fortunately, a little person like her didn't get much attention at all.

While the screenwriter, director, producer and others were surrounding Wei Xiao to express their ardor, Drunk Ai Ai slipped away quietly by urinating.

"Hmph, dead woman, pretending not to know her, just trying to avoid her?" Wei Xiao cursed secretly in his heart, following the little figure who fled.

(End of this chapter)