His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 1105 Winner

Chapter 1105

"It's not appropriate for me to spoil the fun at a class reunion." He sat firmly like a mountain.

Cang Ze sneered coldly, turned his phone to selfie mode and stood in front of Feng Xian: "Look at your own expression, I think you wish you could teleport."

After the words fell, he stood up: "Let's go, I'll see you off."

Feng Xian slightly raised his eyes: "Are you sending me off?"

Mo Mou hooked a deep gaze that sees through everything, and looked at him quietly.

Cang Zeyue glanced at his cup: "Aren't you drinking? I'm worried that something will happen to you, so I'll send you off."

"This is water."

His eyes were scrutinizing, and his thin lips curled up a little: "My business, what are you in a hurry for?"

Cang Zeyue threw his clothes aside and sat down again: "I'm thinking too much, what can I be in a hurry for?"

His hands subconsciously touched the cigarette, and suddenly realized that Feng Xian hated the smell of cigarettes, so he gave up and threw it back.

Leaning his head on the sofa, after several seconds of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you going?"

Feng Xian looked at the phone and remained silent, as if he was too lazy to talk to him.

Cang Zeyue turned his head and buried his side face in the sofa as a pillow, and muttered with his thin lips: "Call me when you leave."

the other side.

Ever since Yu Manman came over with a wine bottle and directly barked, people from the three classes had gathered together to watch the fun.

Qian Miao was still sitting in the main seat, no matter how the other party played, she was always sitting on the chair as firmly as Mount Tai, holding the wine bottle in one hand, enjoying the pleasure of burning her throat in a leisurely manner. Stimulate.

Later, people from Class 2 bought the cake and used it as a game prop. The game is very simple. After drinking a glass of wine, throw a dart. Whoever is farther from the target will be smeared with cream.

Two hours later, the scene was much quieter than before. A small hole was poked out of the red heart in the middle of the dart board, and there were many small holes around it. The blue darts were dropped everywhere, but there was not a single red dart.

Around, hundreds of boys were huddled and lying in one place, most of their faces were flushed, their eyes were blurred looking at the sky, and their breath was full of alcohol.

The picture slowly moved towards the long table. The delicacies on the table were in a mess, almost all fell from the plate to the outside of the table. An apple was bitten into a heart shape and set aside, which had already oxidized and turned rusty. Wine glasses of various sizes were tilted here and there, and some of them were still dripping with wine. In the end, the picture fell on a slender and long palm, which twisted the wine glass, shook it slightly, and then lifted it, licking the wine glass with red lips and drinking the wine in the glass.

Qian Miao's face was clean, without any trace of cream. She glanced at the fallen asleep people around her, with a look of disappointment in her eyes, leaned back slightly, and glanced at the woman next to her.

Yu Manman was lying on the table with cream all over his face, and a blue dart was twirling in his hand hanging under the table, and the blue feathers fluttered with the breeze.

On both sides of her were two boys with a piece of cream on their hands, they had already lost their clear consciousness.

The corners of her lips hooked slightly, and she slowly stretched her hand towards the wine bottle, and was about to pour the wine, when she suddenly discerned the familiar light fragrance besides the smell of wine.

He was walking slowly towards this side.

Below the terrace steps.

Lu Wanyu was in charge of leading the way, followed by Feng Xian.

She didn't expect the man to arrive two hours after the message was sent.

I also thought that a group of men could stimulate him, but I didn't expect to come so late.

Not quite his style.

"Hey, here we are, right there, huh? Are you all drunk?"

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