Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife

"I even met her when I went to dinner that day. It's more beautiful and temperamental than before."

"Going abroad for a few years is indeed more attractive than before."

"Well, what about that kind of cruel woman, who is unlucky who gets caught."

Three years ago, when the good news just left, Yan Rusheng bought drunk every night, and smoke was also smoked at that time.

They all grew up together, they never saw him so depressed.

So they all started to hate Fang Jiayin.

Everyone regarded her as a goddess.

"Are we here for Ming Ansheng's birthday or are we talking about women?"

Jiang Zhuoheng, who has always disliked speaking, suddenly spoke, his voice mixed with a bit of impatience and his voice was cold.

Everyone knew a little bit about Yan Rusheng and Wen Xuxu's sudden marriage.

They all thought that Xuanxue and Jiang Zhuoheng were in love with each other. It was Yan Yan's last wish to break them apart.

Now that Wen Xuxu was married to Yan Rusheng, they talked to Yan Rusheng about his ex-girlfriend. Aheng was afraid that he felt sorry for the lifelike behavior, and he was short.

Everyone quickly shifted the topic, "Ming Ansheng, tonight you are a birthday star, don't you go around with everyone?"

Ming An Sheng laughed. "That's natural."

Tonight he was ready to come with a heart that never drunk.

A rare gathering, let alone his birthday star, I am afraid no one can go back awake.

Ming An Sheng was burned by everyone and started toasting one by one, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly rose.

Jiang Zhuoheng leaned on the corner of the sofa, holding a wine glass, looking at the words not far from him.

Yan Rusheng felt his gaze and turned his head to match his gaze. The faces of the two of them instantly seemed to form a layer of frost, coldly facing each other.

In Yan Rusheng's heart, the death of Wang Daqin and Jiang Zhuoheng could not be separated.

If it weren't for his birthday, Grandma wouldn't have gone out.

Although he knew it was a calamity, he couldn't prevent it, he couldn't hide from it, either his grandma was lifelike ...

They both had their own thoughts, and the lively atmosphere seemed to have nothing to do with them.

For a long time, Jiang Zhuoheng suddenly bent his lips and raised the cup to Yan Rusheng. "Yan San, we haven't drunk for a long time."

The sound is not big or small, but it can be clearly heard in the noise.

After speaking, he took the wine glass to his mouth and took a small sip.

Yan Rusheng's mouth also had a smile without the slightest temperature, "How to practice, your alcohol is not as good as mine."

He said he reached for the bottle of wine closest to him on the table and poured his head up into his mouth.

What he is facing now is Wen Xuxu's first love, which is to make her fall in love, and to love a man for so many years, he cannot calm down.

Must prove that he is better than him!

Jiang Zhuoheng usually seems to have a mild temperament, and his anger will not be very loud, and he does not like to be competitive.

But in the face of such a provocation, the big rock blocked in his heart exploded. He refused to accept it, and picked up a bottle of wine and poured it into his mouth.

The spirits burned their throats and burned their hearts.

At the end of the drink, the drink is half spilled and spilled along the corner of the mouth.

Suddenly the atmosphere calmed down, and their eyes looked at them inconceivably.

These two rivals did it!

Yan Rusheng drank first, and he finished drinking at Jiang Zhuoheng first, and put down the bottle. He looked at Jiang Zhuoheng who drank behind him, and there was a mop in the corner of his mouth. "Oh, Jiang Zhuoheng, he looks like a man."

PS: Ask for a ticket ...