After he drank half a bottle of foreign wine in a row, Luo Weiwei deliberately lost a game.

She felt sorry for him and didn't want him to continue losing.

Wen Yu picked up the foreign wine on the table and prepared to pour a glass. Ye Xiong grabbed her hand and shook his head: "You can't stand this wine, drink beer."

Wen Yu breathed a sigh of relief. She was really afraid of drinking foreign wine.

If she drinks the spleen, she can still drink twenty or thirty cups, making him 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. However, if she drinks the foreign wine, she can't stand it if she drinks at most five or six cups. But she doesn't dare to do anything, and she is ready to force herself and dare not offend this man who is like a mystery.

She didn't expect that the other party wouldn't let her drink foreign wine. How could she not be happy for her if she thought about it?

Wen Yu quickly changed into beer and drank it.

Next, the two of them kept shaking, and Ye Xiong suddenly drank a bottle of foreign wine, and he was already full of alcohol.

A person's mood can be seen from the scene of drinking.

Luo Weiwei could see that Ye Xiong was very unhappy, but she didn't ask. She hoped he could come out by himself, but he had nothing but drink and drink.

Since you are drunk, let’s get drunk together!

Luo Weiwei took the foreign wine, poured a glass of it, and prepared to drink it.

"I'm here, you can't drink." Ye Xiong quickly stopped him.

"My aunt didn't come, I lied to you. Since you want to drink, I'll drink with you." Luo Weiwei could only tell him the truth.

"I actually lied to me, you Luo Weiwei, I will punish you three cups." Ye Xiong said.

"You just now, Sangu was toast to death. Do you want me to die?" Luo Weiwei smiled.

"Look at my brain." Ye Xiong patted his brain and smiled, "Then I will punish you five cups."

"You are so cruel. I lie here after drinking five drinks in a row."

"You are immune to alcohol, don't think I don't know. When I drink with you, I lost so much that I was confused?"

"It's not immune, it's just that it's better than ordinary people. If you drink more, you'll still get drunk."

"Then let's just get drunk with the cube."

Wen Yu looked around, thinking that she really didn't understand the world of rich people.

The woman obviously didn't come to her aunt, so why did she lie to this man?

The man even though he knew that his girlfriend came to the old lady, he still brought her to a drink?

Okay, now both of them are starting to go crazy, but fortunately she just drank more than ten glasses of wine, which combined for more than ten thousand yuan.

Since Luo Weiwei didn't come to her aunt, there was no need for Ye Xiong to let Wen Yu accompany her and asked, "Can you drive?"

"Yes." Wen Yu replied.

"If we are all drunk, you send us back to the hotel and I will give you another 10,000 yuan, what is the account?"

"You can calculate the money slowly." Wen Yu replied.

In the past, when someone sent money to her, she would have rushed to report her account. But now, she actually has the idea of ​​not wanting money. If he doesn't give money, he will owe her what he wants and will have the chance to see him again in the future.

"I have a bad memory, I'm afraid I won't remember it for a while, what's the account?"

Wen Yu reported an account, Ye Xiong was operating with his mobile phone. After a moment, the message rang out, and a transfer of 50,000 yuan was transferred.

Wen Yu only drank a dozen glasses of wine, and the promised one was only 10,000, and only 20,000 yuan. Now the other party gave him 50,000 yuan without blinking. What kind of tycoon is this?

“Have you received it?”

"received."

Wen Yu should be happy to earn 50,000 yuan, but she was not even happy.

She didn't believe in falling in love at first sight, but tonight, she was really attracted by this tall, handsome, rich, and mysterious man.

If possible, she really wanted to avoid the 50,000 yuan and be friends with him.

Obviously, this possibility is too great. The other party doesn’t even want to be friends with the bar owner, let alone the identity of his own.

"Please give me a message tonight."

Ye Xiong put the car keys into her hand: "You can go around and I will call you when you need it."

He was giving an order to expel guests.

Wen Yu had no choice but to stand up and leave, not daring to bother them again.

After she left, Luo Weiwei was so sad: "You seem to have captured the beauty. If you want to join her, I can leave tonight."

After drinking, Luo Weiwei was much bolder and had to give out everything.

Ye Xiong smiled and said, "With a beautiful girlfriend as much as you, I'm still looking for other women, are I sick?"

"No matter how beautiful or delicious you are, you will get tired of eating it. You men have a saying that a wife is worse than a concubine, a concubine is worse than a steal, and a steal is worse than a steal. No matter how beautiful I am, you have eaten it, but you have never eaten her." Luo Weiwei.

"The question is, I have only eaten you three times, and it is the time to eat the marrow and taste. How could I get tired of it?"

"Which three times?" Luo Weiwei asked deliberately.

"The first time I was at your house, I was reversed by you; the second time I was in a bar, and then we went to check in, and the next day I was seen by Xiao Fangfang; the third time I was at Mingyang International Hotel, everyone was there that night, my heart was there, and the moon was there, but I chose to find you, do you know why?"

"Why?" Luo Weiwei asked instinctively.

"Because I feel very sorry for you when I see you sad when you drink. I don't give you a name, and I feel very sorry for you."

"Come and go, I still feel pity for me." Luo Weiwei said quietly.

"It's heartache!" Ye Xiong corrected.

"Forget it, who told me to meet you as a bastard in this life?" Luo Weiwei sighed.

"Yes, I'm such a bastard. I've really hurt a lot of women in my life."

Ye Xiong sighed, and he couldn't help but think of many people in his mind.

Yang Xinyi, Du Yuehua, Tang Ning, father, sister, Meng Ji, Ruyin, Phoenix, etc.

There are too many people who care about him, but unfortunately, he has not lived long.

It’s really worth dying in the brightest years of life!

If Ye Xiong was still working as a porter a year ago, maybe he would face all this calmly, but now.

Ye Xiong felt unwilling and unwilling to accept it.

But what can I do? I haven’t heard any research on the vaccine of the Gene Warrior, and I have only less than three months left.

"Did you have a quarrel with her?"

Luo Weiwei didn't want to ask at first, but she couldn't help asking.

Apart from quarrel with Yang Xinyi, she really couldn't imagine anything else that could make this man who seemed heartless but actually had a copper-iron personality so drunk.

Ye Xiong shook his head: "It has nothing to do with her, Vivi, don't mention her, okay, I only belong to you tonight."

"Okay, then I'll get drunk with you, but I have a request."

“What are the requirements?”

"If I'm not happy, you'll come out to drink with me and be on call."

"As long as I'm not dead, there's no problem." Ye Xiong replied.

Wen Yu walked out of the bar, and the cold wind blew on her body, making her feel cold.

However, she was so enthusiastic that the figure of the mysterious man in the bar kept popping up in her mind, and she couldn't stop it.

She really wanted to know who the man inside was and why he had such a genius ability. This kind of curiosity was like a curse that made her unable to let go.

Finally, she couldn't help but take out the phone and called out, "Hello, Brother Zhao."

"Didn't you ask you to accompany Brother Xiong? How did he do you?" Zhao Hu's voice came from the other side of the phone.
Chapter completed!