Luo Anning didn't know whether he understood or didn't understand. He falsely held the wall and walked out. Mo qiange just picked up Lu silently. Luo Anning was about to fall to the ground.

He was separated and lacked skills. He wanted to come forward and hold her, but Lu silent in his hand was also drunk. Fortunately, at the beginning of the first round, he was caught by a handsome man who was badly adjusted and fell down.

The man smiled at Mo: "Mr. Mo, grandma Rong looks the most important. Let me help her out."

Mo Qingge whispered for a while and said, "OK."

The man frankly picked up and down peacefully and went out. Mo Qingge also picked up and landed silently and went out together.

However, Mo qiange finally ignores the peace of the poor wine.

At the moment of being picked up, falling tranquility was like a slippery little loach. The whole person couldn't toss. The man looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to throw her down.

"Oh... Where's the handsome guy... Come on, give your sister a smile." Although Luo Anning was drunk, his flirting skills were still perfect. When he picked his fingertips, he turned around on the man's chin. He looked very uninhibited.

The man was so stiff that he almost threw her down, "grandma Rong, you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk..." she frowned slightly, a bout of nausea, suddenly grabbed the man's shirt and buried her head.

Mo qiange was frightened to see that the man's face was slightly white. He said shyly, "Anning wine is a little poor. Don't take it to heart."

"Mo is always joking. Grandma Rong is drunk. It's natural. I won't mind." Men have magnanimity and don't mind.

After they left the private room, everyone followed out. Luo Anning was wrapped around the man like an octopus. He was disgusted, but he couldn't spit out.

It happened that the door of the private room diagonally opposite opened at the same time, and two groups of people hit the front.

Rong Shao's hair is slightly messy. The collar of his white shirt is open, revealing a large area of sexy skin. One corner of his clothes is stuffed in his belt, and the other corner is exposed. He has a cigarette between his fingertips. The whole person has an unspeakable decadent beauty.

He was accompanied by Tang Dynasty and Feng churui. The three men had the same outstanding temperament and good appearance. Everywhere they went, they were the luminous bodies of thousands of people.

Rongyan's eyes flashed and saw the falling peace entangled with other men. The smoke from his fingertips was suddenly thrown to the ground, and Jun's face was covered with frost.

When the Tang Dynasty spoke to him, he didn't get a response. He looked along his eyes and found that it was Luo Anning again. At that moment, he hugged his arms and stabbed Feng churui aside with his elbow: "Rui, what will happen to Luo Anning later?"

Feng churui, a handsome and elegant man, just glanced at tranquility and was willing to tell the truth: "she's drunk."

The Tang Dynasty said angrily, "of course I know she's drunk. Otherwise, I'm afraid she won't wear a green hat for Rong Shao if she has a hundred courage."

Feng churui was not talking, but looked at Luo Anning with a touch of thought-provoking meaning.

"Fall in peace -!" The voice of rongshao gnashing his teeth sounded.

When the man holding peace saw rongshao, he said hello: "rongshao..."

He wanted to put down Luo Anning. Luo Anning tossed so much that he refused to loosen his arm around the man's neck. The man couldn't hold her. They were so embarrassed.

Mo qiange's headache should not make her drunk!