Chapter 879

Lin Zheng takes Meng Wanyao home in a taxi. When she goes to the bathroom to take a bath, Meng Wanyao drives all the wine on the table.

When Lin Zheng came out, he was startled: "Meng Wanyao, are you crazy? Why drink so much? "

"Come and drink, too!" Meng Wanyao took him to the sofa to sit down, handed him a can of beer: "you just saw it, Qin Feng and Yan Huan are no longer simple agreement partners, they will cultivate feelings sooner or later... You are finished!"

Lin Zheng frowned. He didn't want to discuss these things with her at this time, because Meng Wanyao was drunk and told the truth!

He didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare.

"It's none of your business how Yan Huan and I are. Go to bed quickly!"

Lin Zheng put the wine on the table: "I'll go to bed first."

"Coward!" Meng Wanyao called him: "Lin Zheng, you are a coward. You dare not admit it. You dare not do anything. Now you dare not even drink wine. Ha ha, coward!"

Lin Zheng stopped and said, "OK, I'll drink with you."

He sat down on the sofa and drank with Meng Wanyao.

Wine into the heart, the mood is more intense.

"Do you know? My father is going to take away my position... And I'm going to get married! " Meng Wanyao looked sad and indignant: "I am his daughter... Why does he want to face an outsider?"

Lin Zheng also had a deep intoxication: "then you say, why doesn't Yan Huan like me? We've lived together for so long... Why can't she see a little bit of me? Um... Why? Am I not handsome? "

Meng Wanyao held up his face: "no, you are handsome, you are handsome!"

Her fingers on his face: "you see the eyebrows... Dark thick... You see the eyes, dripping round... You see the nose, tall and handsome... Tut Tut, handsome, very handsome!"

Lin Zheng was scratched a little by her. He held her hand: "don't move... Itch..."

Meng Wanyao fell on his shoulder: "then look at me... Am I not beautiful... Do you look at my eyebrows, my eyes, my nose... Isn't it beautiful?"

Lin Zheng looked down, drunk eyes hazy, little woman slightly red cheeks, bright eyes, pretty nose and lips have a fatal magic.

"Beauty Lin Zheng laughs: "it's beautiful..."

"Then why... I can only marry zhanhuahua... Why no one else pursues me... Ah! Why? " Asked Meng Wanyao.

Lin Zheng shook his head and pushed her away: "I don't know... Maybe all the men in the world are blind..."

Meng Wanyao opened a bottle of Baijiu and splash it down several times, choking on the sofa with a strong cough: "cough, cough, cough..."

Lin Zheng laughed at her: "stupid, ha ha... Stupid..."

Meng Wanyao stopped coughing and glared: "don't say I'm stupid!"

"You are... Stupid!"

Meng Wanyao gritted her teeth and rushed over from the sofa to cover Lin Zheng's mouth: "don't say, don't say..."

During the struggle, their lips suddenly met without warning, warm touch, restless mood, boiling alcohol, dense emotion between their eyes

That kind of lingering in such an atmosphere is imminent, uncontrollable

There was no deep kiss, and then there was a more profound fire. Lin Zheng took Meng Wanyao into the room, and the door slammed shut. The beautiful sound of the room flowed slowly in the long night.