Super Red Packet

Chapter 533 Poisonous Wine
A great jealousy in Su Wanpeng's heart writhed sourly in his chest. When he saw Meng Xiaoben, Su Wanpeng was greatly stimulated: Jiao Dangwu, who he had been chasing for four years, unexpectedly found out in less than two months after graduation. Have a boyfriend?

What makes Su Wanpeng even more unbearable is that this man is as handsome as him.

A handsome man and a handsome man are born to be sworn enemies.

Su Wanpeng frowned and glanced at Meng Xiaoben who was standing next to Jiao Dangwu, a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

The girl next to Jiao Dangwu saw the murderous intent and smiled lightly, but she was looking forward to a good show: because everyone knew that Su Wanpeng was not a person who could endure any humiliation.He had been chasing Jiao Dangwu for four years, and now he came to the party with a handsome man under his arm. Isn't this the face of Da Su Wanpeng?
The girl smiled secretly: The handsome secretary next to Jiao Dangwu, no matter whether you are a real secretary or not, you will be in trouble.

At this time, someone on the second floor shouted: "Girls, pay attention, go to the second floor immediately, and prepare gifts for each of you. Boys avoid, don't come up!"

The girl next to her hurriedly dragged Jiao Dangwu upstairs.

Su Wanpeng stood still, his eyes were on Meng Xiaoben, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Meng Xiaoben also didn't move, and also looked at Su Wanpeng, thinking in his heart: Is this kid looking at me with such weird eyes, is he impatient?
Everyone is busy in their own way, but in fact, everyone is secretly paying attention to Meng Xiaoben and Su Wanpeng. These two men are facing each other. It seems that a duel is inevitable.

The two stared at each other for 2 minutes.

At this time, someone told all the men to go to the banquet hall on the first floor for a drink, and Su Wanpeng turned around and left.

But Meng Xiaoben didn't know this group of people, so he didn't go to the banquet hall, but found a chair in the corner of the living room, sat down, and drank coffee slowly.

A white-faced boy smoking a cigarette came over, sat across from Meng Xiaoben, and threw a cigarette over.

Meng Xiaoben nodded, lit the cigarette, and took a puff.

"Mister is so lonely!" The white-faced young man looked at Meng Xiaoben with tenderness in his eyes, and said softly.

what's the situation?base?
Meng Xiaoben glanced at him with a smile, didn't speak, just smoked.

The white-faced scholar also smoked slowly, scrutinized Meng Xiao himself, and then said softly, "Sir, can we find a place to talk alone?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his slender and smooth white hand and placed it on Meng Xiaoben's knee.

Meng Xiaoben felt that hand was stroking his leg constantly.

An uncomfortable itch immediately spread to his legs.

Meng Xiaoben was serving coffee with one hand and smoking with the other.He poured two drops of the coffee in his hand onto that hand.

The hot coffee scalded the back of his white hand all of a sudden.

He took his hand back all of a sudden, took two breaths in his mouth, lowered his head, stuck out his red tongue, and actually sucked two drops of coffee into his mouth.

Meng Xiaoben was taken aback for a moment, and it really was Ji.

"The coffee that my husband gave me is so delicious and sweet, I don't know if my husband..."

Meng Xiaoben knew what prohibited words the other party was going to say next, so he interrupted immediately: "Not interested."

The white-faced scholar was puzzled and said: "Could it be that the master is not satisfied with me? The master has a heroic face. I am willing to serve under the master. The master can treat me like air, but he can't treat me like nothing."

Meng Xiaoben knew that if this person didn't tell them to go away immediately, they would become more and more mad: "Let me say one more thing, I'm not interested."

At this time, a bearded and long-haired guy who had been sitting not far away and watching came over and patted the white-faced scholar: "The twisted melon is not sweet, let me see."

As he spoke, he pulled the white-faced scholar to his feet, and dragged him into a small door like a chicken.

Before the door was closed, the white-faced scholar turned his head and said, "Someone is going to kill you."

"To kill me? Who?" Meng Xiaoben pretended to be afraid.

"Su Wanpeng." The white-faced scholar only had time to say three words before he was picked up by the bearded man and walked into the small door. Afterwards, the bearded man closed the door with his foot.

Meng Xiaoben smiled slightly, continued to drink the coffee in his hand, while slowly admiring the painful screams coming from the small door.

At this time, Su Wanpeng came over with a beer bottle and two cups in his hands.

There are a few boys following him. Judging from their faces, they all have a faint look of expectation, as if they are looking forward to a good show.

Several people came over and sat around Meng Xiaoben's table.

Su Wanpeng filled two glasses with beer, brought one of them to Meng Xiaoben, and said with a smile on his face, "This gentleman, since he is Jiao Dangwu's secretary, we should not be left out in the cold. All the visitors are guests. Come, come, make one!"

And when this group of people came to Meng Xiaoben, the girls on the second floor saw everything on the first floor through the patio.

Someone said to Jiao Dangwu: "Su Wanpeng is going to deal with your boyfriend."

Jiao Dangwu replied, "My dad's secretary."

Even though he said that, he was still thinking about it in his heart, worried that Meng Xiaoben would suffer, so he hurried down from the second floor.Knowing that something was going to happen, the girls on the second floor all followed into the living room.

Jiao Dangwu and the girl stood in the living room, looking over here.

Meng Xiaoben took a deep breath at the wine glass that Su Wanpeng raised.

Immediately, he smelled the saffron leaves in the wine.

He didn't even look at him, he just drank his coffee, completely treating the other party as air.

"I'm buying you a drink!" Su Wanpeng raised his voice with obvious threats and impatience.

"I am a person who never drinks the wine toasted by others." Meng Xiaoben exhaled a puff of smoke.

Su Wanpeng waved his palm to disperse the rushing smoke, with a look of hatred and evil in his eyes: "I must ask you to drink it?"

Seeing that the heat of the duel between the two has increased, the few people around were as excited as wolves.

They all saw it in the banquet hall just now. After Su Wanpeng opened the beer bottle, he put a small handful of powdered medicine in it.It seemed that Su Wanpeng was going to play tricks on the secretary.

In fact, Su Wanpeng puts senna leaves in it. As long as you drink a little, you will definitely have diarrhea within 5 minutes.

This group of people came to watch the excitement with the mood of watching people pull their pants on the spot.

And Su Wanpeng wanted Meng Xiaoben to pull up his pants in front of everyone.That embarrassed appearance will make Meng Xiaoben's image drop below freezing point in Jiao Dangwu's eyes.

However, the current situation is not going well: Meng Xiaoben didn't buy his account at all, and in front of so many people, he directly refused his toast.This made Su Wanpeng very embarrassed: If Meng Xiaoben is not made miserable today, it will not be Meng Xiaoben who is ashamed, but Su Wanpeng.

"You?" Meng Xiaoben looked at Su Wanpeng in surprise, "You want me to drink?"

"Yes, I want you to drink." Su Wanpeng thought that Meng Xiaoben was afraid, and raised his voice half a degree.

Meng Xiaoben looked at Su Wanpeng with the eyes of a bug, and his voice was neither soft nor hard, but it was full of disdain: "No one can stop what I want to do; no one can stop what I don't want to do." Force me to do it."

(End of this chapter)