Sick big boss's palm is petted and milky

The young man looked like he was in his early 20s. Because of the dim light and his eagerness to find a husband, Su Yan didn't care about the young man's appearance.

He just said: "Hi, excuse me." He brushed against the young man's soft body.

"Who are you? Not everyone can come in here." The young man turned his head and looked suspiciously at the ugly girl who was going in.

"I'm here to pick up my husband." Su Yan didn't turn his head, but when he wanted to go in, his arm was grabbed by the young man.

"Madam Huang is here? Here." Inside, Song Duo waved the wine glass in his hand and waved to Su Yan.

Hearing this, the young man holding Su Yan's arm trembled violently, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Are you Ah Ye's...wife?"

"Sorry, I don't seem to know you." Su Yan glanced at the young man from the corner of his eye, and pushed his hand away.

However, the young man clenched his hand so tightly that Su Yan failed to push it away the first time.

Su Yan turned his head and finally looked at this young man whom he didn't intend to remember too much.

The young man has fluffy hair, and the corners of his eyes are obviously opened;

Suddenly a bright white light came on in the room, and Su Yan inadvertently saw that the apple muscles on both sides of the young man were somewhat transparent, as if something had been filled into his face.

For some reason, Su Yan always felt that this young man who looked a few years older than him looked somewhat similar to himself in men's clothing.

"Yu Xiuyue." Sensing something strange, Zuo Sen shouted at the door, signaling him not to cause trouble.

It turned out that this young man was called Yu Xiuyue, Su Yan raised his eyebrows slightly.

From this Yu Xiuyue's actions and expression, Su Yan seemed to smell a century-old vinegar.

Turning his head, Su Yan looked at Huang Jinye who was already unconscious on the sofa not far away.

A purely natural intuition made the boy instantly understand something.

"Do you want some more sauerkraut and capers?" Su Yan blinked and asked mysteriously.

"What?" Yu Xiuyue was confused by the ugly girl in front of her, but there was still undisguised unwillingness and hostility in her eyes.

"I said uncle, you pinched me so painfully, if you don't let go, I will sue you for sexual harassment."

Yu Xiuyue's eyes widened with disbelief.

This ugly thing in front of him actually said that he was old?

After Song Duo finished his glass of wine, he faintly sensed that something was wrong with the two people at the door, so he hurried forward.

"Xiu Yue, this is the emperor's new wife, you don't know each other yet, do you? Let me introduce you... Oh, I'm sorry?"

Seeing Su Yan's face, Song Duo's pupils almost burst.

How is this different from the Miss Su he saw at the wedding that day?

"How did you turn into this..." Song Duo turned his eyes away.

See no evil, see no evil.

"Oh, my husband said that he likes me to draw like this." Su Yan proudly puffed up his proud chest filled with cherry pink bread, "Is there any problem?"

"No problem." Song Duo shook his head, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

As a man, Song Duo immediately realized the truth.

He had heard before that the Su family and the royal family were only in a business marriage relationship, and the person Huang Jinye liked had another man, who was still dead.

It seems that Huang Jinye also spent a lot of money to prevent himself from being tempted, even forcing his fairy-like little wife to put on such a horrible makeup.

In this way, no matter how good Mrs. Huang's character is, Huang Jinye, who goes home every day, will be heartbroken just because of seeing this ugly face.

Staring at the Queen's wife and Yu Xiuyue in front of him, Song Duo sighed deeply.

It feels like a war is about to break out.

Yu Xiuyue's dazed and stiff face returned to normal, she showed a kind smile, and let go of Su Yan's arm: "Hello, I am Ah Ye's ex-boyfriend."

"My husband has messed with weeds and flowers outside before, right? It's a pleasure to meet you."

Su Yan had a smile on his face, but he didn't intend to hold Yu Xiuyue's hand at all.

The corners of Yu Xiuyue's mouth twitched in embarrassment, pretending not to care, and pulling her hair.

Song Duo smoothed things over in the middle: "The emperor is drunk, the madam should take him away earlier."

"En." Su Yan smiled and walked to the sofa.

Huang Jinye seemed to have drunk a lot tonight, and he was slumped on the high-end sofa, with transparent wine bottles randomly placed on the low table.

As soon as he got closer, he could smell the strong aroma of wine on the man's body, stirring the body's own cold hormones.

"Husband, I'll take you home." Su Yan knew that he couldn't move Huang Jinye alone, so he remembered the little bear's butt that Liu Ling had given him before, took it out, and pressed it three times.

The next moment, Su Yan's cell phone rang, and there were calls from a series of unfamiliar numbers.

Just as Su Yan was about to answer, he was hung up.

The bartender-like Yun Lai walked into the box with the wine tray, and when she put down the wine bottle, she whispered beside Su Yan: "Madam, you have to rely on your own strength tonight, it's not convenient for us."

After finishing speaking, Yun Lai walked away expressionlessly.

Su Yan looked at Yun Lai's determined back: life is hard, but we still have to try our best to keep smiling.

"Baby..." Suddenly, Huang Jinye, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, opened his eyes and grabbed Su Yan's wrist in a blur.

"Are you awake? Can you get up by yourself?" Su Yan poked Huang Jinye's cheek.

At this time, Huang Jinye has lost the aura of the past, like a listless big cat, his hair is stroked, his face is poked, and when he calls him "baby" his voice is crisp from beginning to end, I really want to kiss him hard .

Want to be attacked.

"A Ye, are you calling me?" Yu Xiuyue suddenly appeared from behind, sat on the other side of Huang Jinye, and touched Huang Jinye's cheek worriedly.

"A Ye's body seems a little hot, why don't you take my car and take A Ye to the hospital." Yu Xiuyue was full of worry.

"Can you die Q and squint?" Su Yan's expression was strange.

Yu Xiuyue didn't seem to know it, and touched Huang Jinye's cheek even more brazenly: "Aye drank too much tonight, it must be very uncomfortable."

"I don't know if it's hard or not, but uncle, your performance is really uncomfortable." Su Yan's mouth twitched.

"Hmm..." Yu Xiuyue looked innocent, and withdrew her hand embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! Just now Aye called my nickname baby, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect Mrs. Huang would mind, I'm really sorry. !"

Su Yan originally wanted to slap her across the face.

However, enough strength had been brewed in his hand, and when he heard Yu Xiuyue's words, he froze again.

So, the "baby" that Huang Jinye keeps calling is actually Yu Xiuyue?

This bastard turned out to be Huang Jinye's White Moonlight?

If the slap is slapped out, the young man suddenly has the illusion that what he is holding in his hand is a vicious male supporting script.

In order to separate the two loving couples, she did not hesitate to use any means to marry Huang Jinye;

And when Huang Jinye was unconscious, he bullied the weak and innocent male lead Shou Yu Xiuyue, who was pitiful and pure white, who only drank green tea.

Next, he even wanted to read aloud the lines of all the vicious male supporting roles in the palace: Oh little bitch, what are you, how dare you touch my man?Whichever hand touched it, I will chop off your hand!

"Hehehe." Su Yan smiled on the skin, keeping everything in silence.

"I'm sorry... If Ah Ye calls me a baby again in the future, I promise I will work hard and try not to express it."

Yu Xiuyue lowered her head, the eyes of the lowered artificial deer were shining.

"Baby, why did you come so late?" Huang Jinye opened his eyes without knowing when.

"Aye, I've been here all the time." Yu Xiuyue's heart skipped a beat, and she nervously grabbed Huang Jinye's sleeve.

It seemed that the promise just now was just a fart.