Chapter 1221： When Aquaman overturned (39)

At this moment, the young man’s eyes looked very blurry and hazy. His phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and his eyes looked like hooks. At this moment, he stared at Fu Yue unblinkingly, not at all as cold and serious as an old cadre. Lian Jue.

Anyone with eyes can tell that this man is drunk.

Before Lian Jue did something more excessive.

Fu Yue took the first step to hold his face and pushed his face away from him.

"Lian Jue, be more sober!!!"

"Do you know who I am, you kiss?"

The young man was silent and did not speak for a while, as if thinking seriously about Fu Yue's problem.

"I'm Lian Jue."

He said.

Fu Yue just breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it, she felt wrong. This dog knows who he is, but he didn't say whether he knew her or not! !

"what about me?"

The man lowered his thick eyelashes, and when he glanced at her, he snorted. Fu Yue didn't know what he meant, only inexplicably irritating.

"You are a scum."

Lian Jue said so.

Then he was hammered in the head.

Fu Yue stretched out her hand to push this person's shoulder and was pressed on the sofa for no reason. She was still dressed in men's clothing. If the surrounding light is dim and no one pays attention to it, she would not be able to wash away even if she jumped into the Yellow River!

Now this dog says "You are a scum" more than saying nothing. Fu Yue can bear him, of course he can't. The backhand is just a slap on the back of his head, and his mouth is still cursing.

"You can't even slap you on the wall with Jue, believe it or not?"

Used to him! ! !

After Lian Jue was pushed away, he spread his hands on the sofa, tilted his head back, his chest undulating slightly. The neckline of the shirt on his neck was unbuttoned, and the exposed neck was extremely white.

This moment reveals a fragile beauty.

He even closed his eyes.

Fu Yue: "..."

Pretend to die after kissing her?

The blond boy turned over, squatted halfway next to Lian Jue, and reached out to pinch his chin.

"Even Jue, don't pretend to be dead to me. Even if you are drunk today, you have to give me an explanation. I just reacted like this after kissing. You and Mom can't afford it?

Lian Jue, who couldn't afford to play, never opened his eyes and pretended to be dead. For a time, Fu Yue thought that he was poisoned by alcohol and was almost 120.

Fu Yue stood up.

The skin smiles but does not smile, his face is gloomy.

"Lian Jue, if you pretend to die again, believe it or not I will fight you out?"

In the third second after Fu Yue's voice fell.

Lian Jue opened his eyes.

Fu Yue scolded the dog in her heart for pretending to be true.

Lian Jue leaned on the back of the sofa and stood up a little unsteadily. His black eyes looked at Fu Yue dimly, and his thin lips moved: "You..."

"Yo, don't pretend to be dead?"

Lian Jue: "...I have a headache."

Lian Jue: "I should have been drunk just now and can't remember what I did."

If Lian Jue didn't say this, Fu Yue might really doubt whether this person was a real piece.

But when he said that, he wanted to make it clear.

Ha ha ha.

Fu Yue tugged at the corners of her lips.

She doesn't believe a word of this dog!

Holding Lian Jue's hand, he dragged him out of the bar.

What Fu Yue didn't notice was that Lian Jue's hand held by her trembled slightly. He was a little uncomfortable, but he still didn't break free.

Being pulled so vigorously by Fu Yue, coupled with the alcohol invading the brain nerves, Lian Jue's footsteps staggered slightly.

The face is paler.

However, Fu Yue didn't mean to feel sorry for the little white face.

Keep walking.

The action is slightly rough.