Exorbitant Wife: President Satan's Secret Lover

As soon as Ye Jue looked up, he saw Ye Zheng standing on the bar in front of the wine cabinet, soaked all over, staring at him sharply, with a smell of blood, as if he wanted to kill him, "Get out of your own room go!"

As long as Gu Jianqing doesn't come back for a day, the villa will probably be thundered every day in the future...

"Wait for me in that room." Ye Jue patted the butt of the hot girl beside him, and pointed to a room.

"Wait for you..." The hot girl gave him a wet kiss on the face, then turned around and obediently walked to the room he pointed to.

Three or four empty wine bottles were poured on the ground, all red wine...

Ye Zheng stood in front of the bar and drank the wine in the bottle in one gulp, his whole body was filled with a sense of prey that no one should get close to, and the coat on his body was dripping with water...

A man in his twenties, ran out to get in the rain... Pretending to be literary? !

Ye Jue sat on the chair next to Ye Zheng, picked up an unopened bottle of red wine, and couldn't help exclaiming, "WOW! Lafite...you use Lafite to get drunk? Can you get drunk with this wine?!"

If the father who cherishes wine sees his son drinking like this, it is time to resort to family law again.

"If you don't want to fight, get out!" Ye Zheng glared at him sullenly, and snatched the red wine from his hand.

Domineering, domineering, arrogant, arrogant...Ye Zheng looks normal, yelling at people at every turn, he is not drunk...

"If you want to get drunk, you can't just drink one kind of wine." Ye Jue stood up and walked to the wine cabinet, picked out several kinds of famous wines, poured them into glasses, mixed them into a glass, and handed them to Ye Zheng, " This cup can make you drunk to death, do you want to try it?"

"Get out!" Ye Zheng stared at him coldly, with a strong murderous look in his eyes, his hands slowly clenched into fists, and the sound of his finger bones made people shudder.

Seeing the murderous intent in his eyes, Ye Jue couldn't help but gasped.

Every time Ye Zheng stared at him like this, Ye Jue knew that he was going to die again, and his hair stood on end...

"Bang—" Ye Zheng punched him in the face.

Ye Jue let out a cry of pain, covered his face, and wailed repeatedly, "Third brother! Don't think that I can't beat you if I haven't learned two strokes, did I let you understand?!" The attack was too ruthless.

"Okay! Come and fight!" Ye Zheng said coldly, grabbed Ye Jue by the collar across the bar, dragged him out of the bar, and punched him again without saying a word.

This time, Ye Jue was prepared and quickly avoided.

Ye Zheng quickly raised his foot and kicked it, but Ye Jue didn't dodge and was kicked to the ground.

"Okay! I'll practice with you, I won't let you again!" Ye Jue howled in pain and jumped up from the ground, staring at Ye Zheng who was exuding violence all over his body, and gestured towards Ye Zheng with both hands clenched. Choose the best place to attack.

If he had known that the third child needed to vent, he should have found some people who could handle it.

Without even blinking, Ye Zheng folded his arm with his backhand, using all his strength——

"Ah... It's broken!" Ye Jue howled in pain. He knew that Ye Zheng's fights were not serious, but Ye Zheng hadn't beaten him so hard.

Damn it, this time the arm will definitely be crippled...

Ye Jue's loud howl made Ye Zheng come to his senses.

Ye Zheng let go of his five fingers and looked coldly at Ye Jue's distorted face in pain.

Ye Zheng hung his arm, his face turned pale in pain, "You dislocated me!"

"You delivered it yourself!" Ye Zheng said indifferently, his chest was so tight that he was almost suffocating.