"No... I just..." She hurriedly wanted to defend, but she was hugged into Mo Zifei's arms.

He used so much force that Xiao Lige's chest hit his chest. She felt a burst of pain, but she didn't dare to say it.

She had no choice but to pinch Mo Zifei's waist secretly, and his smile did not diminish.

"It turns out that this is Fei Shaoxinna's wife. She is indeed very beautiful and fragrant."

"Yes, if my wife could be as beautiful as her, then I would spend the whole day...hahahaha"

"Hey! Last time Fei Shao got married, I had something to do at the village and couldn't leave. If I had known that this lady was so beautiful, I would have had to attend the wedding banquet even if it was about to happen!"

The lobby, which had been quiet for a while, became noisy again, everyone was talking about Xiao Lige.

"Xiang Lao, Madam urged me to go home, so I had to follow Madam obediently." Mo Zifei smiled faintly, turning a deaf ear to the comments, and Xiao Lige's face reflected in his eyes.

Xiang Lao obviously drank too much and had to be supported by Laifu when he walked, but his eyes were still very clear.

When he smiled, the wrinkles on his forehead piled up together, looking a little funny: "Since Madam is here to urge me, what can I, an old man, say?"

Xiao Lige was speechless, because she could see that Mo Zifei had drunk too much today, because almost all his weight was on her, but she still pretended to be relaxed.

"But..." Na Xianglao paused and looked at Xiao Lige: "I didn't go to your wedding banquet. I will make up for this glass of wine now!"

As he said that, he took two glasses of wine from the zombie holding a tray full of wine glasses, and handed one to Xiao Lige: "Come, madam, I respect you!"

Xiao Lige took the wine. Her drinking capacity was pretty good, so a glass of wine shouldn't be a problem.

Thinking like this, she wanted to reach out and take the wine glass.

But without thinking, Mo Zifei took a step ahead of her, quickly took the wine glass from Xiang Lao's hand, raised his head and drank it all in one gulp: "She never drinks wine, so I drank this glass of wine for her."

"Young master Fei is indeed a famous person, he knows how to show mercy to women..."

The voice came from not far from the entrance of the lobby, and the group's eyes immediately fell there. It was Xiang Nangong who had superb medical skills and could compete with Mo Zifei's power.

Xiao Lige's expression changed, and when she saw Xiang Nangong looking at her with piercing eyes, she hurriedly turned her head away.

Her right hand unconsciously grasped the skirt. If she told Nangong that she had been in his room, what should she do?

I'm afraid that even if she jumped into the Yellow River, she wouldn't be able to wash away it. Furthermore, when she went to Xiang Nangong's room, she had no good intentions in the first place. Whether she told the truth or a lie, she was doomed...

"Famous celebrity?" Mo Zifei's mouth curved in an obscure way: "Isn't this a complimentary word?"

Xiang Nangong laughed "haha" and walked over in a few steps, his eyes still falling on Xiao Lige.

"This...is your new wife?"

Xiao Lige's shoulders trembled and she bit her lower lip tightly to keep from making a sound.

"Yes." There was a dark wave in Mo Zifei's eyes. He had long regretted bringing Xiao Lige. He regretted it the moment Xiao Lige entered the lobby.

He didn't want those male corpses to look at his wife with ill intentions.

"It is indeed a beautiful country." Xiang Nangong smiled lightly: "I am deeply sorry for not being able to attend the wedding banquet last time. How about I offer you a glass of wine to express my apology?"

Another toast...

Xiao Lige wanted to refuse, but facing Xiang Nangong's eyes, she didn't dare to refuse.

He had no choice but to raise his hand to take the wine glass from his hand.

I don't know whether Xiang Nangong did it intentionally or not. When he handed the wine glass to Xiao Lige, he touched her finger intentionally. Her hand trembled in surprise and some wine spilled out.

Fortunately, no one else noticed her strangeness, but the smile in Xiang Nangong's eyes deepened. But there was something hidden in that smile that even she couldn't see through.

"Why are you so careless?" Mo Zifei scolded and took the wine glass in her hand: "She is too drunk, so I drank this glass of wine for her."

After he finished speaking, he still raised his head and the wine glass reached the bottom.

At that moment, to be honest, Xiao Lige really felt that it was good to have such an understanding and considerate husband.

He is handsome, wealthy, gentle, considerate and considerate.

Although, he is not human.

"The wine is finished, let's say goodbye first." Mo Zifei handed the wine glass to the attendant next to him and wanted to leave.

Who knew that Xiang Nangong had no intention of letting Mo Zifei go.

He raised his foot and blocked Mo Zifei's way. He still had a smile on his face: "Young Master Fei wants to leave now? Since it's a substitute for a drink, you have to follow the rules. Give him a drink and then punish him."

Three cups, Fei Shao doesn’t know this rule, right?”

"What's the penalty for drinking? Zi Fei has already drank a lot with me today. If he drinks again, he will be drunk here." Mr. Xiang stepped forward to persuade Xiang Nangong, but there must be something hidden in his words.

The dignified Mo Zifei, the owner of Mo Dazhuang, actually passed out drunk at Aomei Villa. If this incident were to spread, it would definitely have a great impact on the reputation of Aomei Villa.

"I appreciate Mr. Xiang's kindness." Mo Zifei's jaw tightened: "It's just three glasses of wine, I can't even be said to be drunk."

"Okay!" Xiang Nangong snapped his fingers: "As expected, there are many people in the light world who praise the corpse, and he speaks boldly! Laifu, go and take out the Wannianhong hidden in the back hall!"

"Yes, young master." Laifu saluted and ran quickly to the back hall.

Ten thousand years red, a good wine that takes ten thousand years to brew, and its intensity cannot be compared with ordinary wine.

It is said that a person who is not strong enough to drink will be drunk for three days and fall unconscious if he smells it from a distance.

Although Xiao Lige didn't know what kind of wine that Wannianhong was, under this situation, she could guess that the wine was definitely not the same as beer. In any case, it could be compared to that kind of old white guy (the highest

degree is 72 degrees) spell it out.

As soon as the wine was taken out, the lid was carefully opened, and a strong aroma of wine immediately spread out in the lobby.

Even smelling it is choking, let alone drinking it?

While Laifu was serving wine, Xiao Lige glanced at the three wine glasses lying flat on the table and looked at Mo Zifei worriedly.

He happened to see Xiao Lige glance at him worriedly, and immediately curved his lips and gave Xiao Lige a reassuring smile.

He had actually drank a lot today, and if he drank three more glasses of Wannianhong... he couldn't even estimate whether he would get drunk.

He only knew that he had to rely on Xiao Lige's support to stand firm. But despite this, Mo Zifei still didn't want Xiao Lige to worry.
Chapter completed!