In other words, Wei Shaoyong didn't feel much in front of him after taking alcohol and medicine, but after a few cups of wine, he had an unspeakable dry heat.

In order to alleviate the discomfort, Wei Shaoyong pulled his tie twice, untied his collar and let the wind in.

Wanyan Jiatai began to die with a bit of wine strength: "uncle, you have drunk my wine twice. When can I drink your wine?"

Wei Shaoyong looked kindly at Wanyan Jiatai: "is the wedding gift from your uncle useful?"

On the day Wanyan Jiatai married song Zhenzhen, Wei Shaoyong went with a washboard.

The prince was so angry at the thought of the pure steel washboard. At that time, all entertainment places in East Asia played blessing quotations on LED lights. In order to reflect on their absurdity, they almost knelt bald on their knees.

"Ha ha ~" Wanyan Jiatai smiled with a strange smile: "how many married men don't kneel on the washboard, or uncle? You have foresight. No matter how you play, no one dares to manage."

Wei Shaoyong's lazy and deep brown eyes suddenly overflowed with sharp knife light. He gently lifted his thin lips, approached Wanyan Jiatai, and said softly in his ear, "boy, the future is long."

Wanyan Jiatai looked at Junyan close at hand and smiled, "uncle, don't scare me, will you?"

Cha Cha was upset when she saw Wei Shaoyong being diss in public: "Wanyan Jiatai."

The prince took back his eyes to compete with Wei Shaoyong and looked at her carelessly: "ouch, isn't this Xiaocha?"

Cha Cha holds her cheek and looks innocent: "ask you something. How do you usually chat with your wife?"

The prince raised his eyebrows and said, "why do you ask this?"

"This is not curiosity." Tea is harmless.

Wanyan Jiatai took a teasing look at Wei Shaoyong and joked: "what's the matter? Is it going to drop out of school to be a paparazzi?"

Tea ceremony: "you misunderstood. I'm not curious about your chat content. I want to know if, as the richest man in West Asia, you can send a red envelope when chatting with your daughter-in-law."

Wei Shaoyong looked at Wanyan Jiatai with a funny face and enjoyed the feeling of being protected by his little daughter-in-law.

Wanyan Jiatai's face suddenly sank and said, "I'm rich, I'm not sick!"

Wei Shaoyong said, "little girl, naughty, Jiatai, don't mind."

"I'm sorry, I have other guests to greet. Please help yourself, uncle."

After they left, Wei Shaoyong had no idea of staying any longer. After half an hour, Wei Shaoyong withdrew with tea.

As for master Wei, he is accompanied by a housekeeper, which Wei Shaoyong is relieved of.

……

Mingtai Villa

"Jianwei, can you give me an antidote?" Cha Cha holds the phone in an anxious tone.

As soon as Wei Shaoyong came back, something went wrong. First he went to the bathroom to take a cold shower, and then he began to drink ice water. Now he looks like a cooked shrimp. He looks so scary.

Tea tea suspected that there was something wrong with the antidote, or there were some side effects. Then I called Jian Wei to confirm. If there is something wrong with the antidote, Wei Shaoyong will probably go to see a doctor tonight.

"No problem. Bian Yue also ate it."

"Is he all right now?"

Jianwei glanced sideways at the man lying on the mattress: "it's okay. It's good. Don't tell me, what's wrong with you?"

"I didn't take the medicine. Wei Shaoyong took it and ate it. Now he... Ah -"

Jane Wei heard the scream on the phone and was so frightened that she stood up: "tea? What's the matter with tea?"

"Tea... Hey, tea, tea..."

Suddenly, the phone was interrupted.

Jian Wei took a breath and looked back at Bian Yue.

"I heard it." Bian Yue said lazily.

Jane Wei looked nervous: "there should be no accident."

Bian Yue, like Wei Shaoyong, sneaked back from the banquet, but Wei Shaoyong left earlier than him.

Bian Yue was a little unhappy when she saw Jian Wei throwing herself on tea: "what can happen to her? Mind your own business."

"Will Wei Shaoyong get drunk and make tea?"

People with violent tendencies usually commit murder after drinking.

This is not her random guess. In her early years, tea was abused by Wei Shaoyong, so she went to the big fish newspaper to report. According to the little sister at the front desk, at that time, tea was green and purple, and there was no good place. Wei Shaoyong didn't drink and could lay such a hard hand. If he drank wine... Wouldn't tea be killed?

At this time, Jianwei suddenly saw Bian Yue take off his headphones and put them aside. At the sight of his action, Jianwei's hair would stand up, because he would only take off his headphones in one case.

The little woman was so frightened that she stepped back several steps.

I still remember the night of Cha Cha's birthday, when she came back, she was dumped on the mattress. Bian Yue leaned over and whispered in her ear, "you called Wei Shaoyong six times tonight."

When the same name repeatedly spits out from his woman's mouth, I'm afraid any man can't stand it, but Bian Yue stubbornly endured it until he came home.

Miss Jane didn't know that great disaster was coming, so she replied foolishly: "... I promised tea to put Wei Shaoyong down..."

"Seventh time!"

That night, Bian was more fierce and violent.

"Don't sleep until you hear her name," Bian said

And she just spit out the words "Wei Shaoyong".

OMG。

"Bian Yue, please, let me go." Jianwei folded her hands and worshipped him with great piety.

"Let you go the day before yesterday, let you go yesterday, and let you go today. Do you think I let you go? Come here!"

"I... I have a backache."

Bian Yue suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the bedside table.

Jian Wei took a closer look. It was actually a Thermos Pot sent by tea before.

"This wine is good. It's good for your waist." Bian Yue said, unscrewing the lid and pouring a cup: "come and drink."

Jane Wei shook her head and retreated: "I don't drink ~"

Bian Yue smiled, raised his hand and put the cup to his lips. Under Jian Wei's frightened gaze, the man raised his neck and drank the whole cup of wine.

Miss Jane asked dully: "... Do you still need to drink this?"

At the moment, Bian Yue's eyes with obvious aggression set off Jian Wei's incomparable simplicity.

How could Bian Yue need this? He clearly... Jian Wei, who reacted, took a breath.

Bian Yue seemed to guess Jianwei's next move. He quickly opened the quilt, jumped out of bed and slapped the bedroom door that was about to open.

"Can you run away?"

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