His Wife Calls The Shots

"It's not appropriate for me to go to a class reunion." He sat firmly.

The colder Cang Ze sneered, he switched his phone to the selfie mode and put him in front of Feng Xian: "Look at my expression, I think I can't wait for it to teleport."

When the words fell, he got up: "Let's go, I'll send it."

Feng Xian raised his eyes lightly: "Send me?"

Mo eyes caught a deep gaze that saw through everything, and looked at him quietly.

The more Cang Ze glanced at his cup, "Isn't he drinking? I'll give it away if I'm worried that something will happen."

"This is water."

He looked up, his thin lips pulled a small arc: "My business, what's the rush?"

The more Cang Ze threw his clothes aside, he sat down again: "I think too much, what can I be anxious about."

He touched the cigarette subconsciously, and suddenly realized that Feng Xian hated the smell of smoke, so he gave up and threw it back.

Leaning his head on the sofa, after a few seconds of silence, he couldn't help but speak: "Really not leaving?"

Feng Xian looked at the phone without saying a word, and seemed too lazy to talk to him.

The more Cang Ze turned his head and buried his face on the sofa, he muttered with thin lips, "Call me when I leave."

Ever since Yu Manman came over with a wine bottle, people from all three classes have gathered together to watch the excitement.

Qianmiao still sits on the main seat. No matter how the other party plays, she always sits on the chair as if she is Taishan, holding the wine bottle in one hand without hurries, and calmly enjoying the spirits of burning the throat. stimulate.

Later, the people in Class 2 bought the cake and used it as a game prop. The game is very simple. After drinking a glass of wine, a dart will be emitted. Whoever is farther away from the bull's-eye will be wiped with cream on his face.

Two hours later, the scene was much quieter than before. The red heart in the middle of the dart target was poked out of a small hole, and there were many small holes around it. Blue darts fell everywhere, but no red dart was seen.

Around, hundreds of boys squeezed in one place, most of their faces were flushed, their eyes looked at the sky with blurry eyes, and they were full of alcohol when they exhaled.

The picture slowly moved towards the long table. The delicacies on a table were quite messy, almost all fell from the plate to the outside of the table, and an apple was bitten into a heart shape and placed aside, already oxidized to reveal a rusty color. Various types of wine glasses are pouring around, and some of them are still dripping out. Finally, the picture fell on a slender palm, which twisted the wine glass and shook it slightly, then lifted it up, red lips pressed the wine glass and drank the wine in the glass.

Qian Miao's face was clean and there was no trace of cream. She glanced at the people who were sleeping crookedly around her, with a slight disappointment in her eyes, leaned back lightly, and glanced at the woman next to her.

Yu Manman was lying on the table with cream on his face, and a blue dart in his hand hanging under the table, blue feathers blowing in the breeze.

On both sides of her were two boys with a piece of cream on their hands, they had long since lost their sober consciousness.

The corners of her lips twitched slightly, and her hand slowly stretched out to the wine bottle, just about to pour the wine, and suddenly distinguished the familiar light fragrance besides the smell of wine in her breath.

Is slowly walking towards this side.

Under the terrace steps.

Lu Wanyu led the way, followed by Fengxian.

She didn't expect the man to arrive two hours after the news.

I also thought that a bunch of men could stimulate him, but I didn't expect to come so late.

Doesn't fit his style.

"Now, here it is, right there, huh? Are you all drunk?"