"Then what about Brother Jiu? Is that okay?" Wang Wu asked boldly.
Yan Mojiu seemed to be in a good mood at night, "Yes."
Everyone immediately became interested.
Soon, the holder of the king card shouted Ace of Clubs, which was Yan Mojiu.
Meng Mingxuan was confused again. Was it really because she was newly married that her luck was different from others?
Yan Mojiu had already seen through the tricks of this group of Beijing circle guys, "I choose truth."
"When and where did Brother Nine kiss Sister-in-law for the first time?"
The person asking the question was quite bold.
Meng Mingxuan suddenly thought of the drunken kiss, but he didn't remember it afterwards. The first kiss he remembered should be the time when she was confused and infatuated by Duan Ni, and she took the initiative to kiss him.
"Early morning of June 28th, Koi Garden." Yan Mojiu answered calmly.
Meng Mingxuan turned her head to look over, her eyes slightly widened.
"What's wrong?" Yan Mojiu pinched the soft flesh on her palm with a smile on his lips.
"...You're not drunk?" She realized belatedly that she had been deceived.
"Drunk."
"You remember even when you're drunk?"
"Not drunk to death." Yan Mojiu laughed.
“…”
Before Meng Mingxuan could even get angry, Yan Mojiu hugged her and stood up. "Let's stop playing. It's getting late. Let's go to the beach to watch the fireworks show and then leave."
"We've only played one round, Brother Nine, are you afraid?"
Yan Mojiu smiled, "Do you really need me to expose your fraud?"
“…”
The crowd immediately stopped behaving obediently.
Even in the car, Meng Mingxuan still hadn't figured it out, "How did they cheat?"
"The cards have been specially processed. You can see the front of each card with special glasses." Yan Mojiu untied her hairband to relieve her scalp. "So they can know what cards we have drawn, and they can also draw the king card first."
Meng Mingxuan was speechless, "So we will never have a chance of winning."
She looked up at him again, "You are amazing."
"Your husband is capable of more than just this." Yan Mojiu stroked her lips lightly with his fingertips, his black eyes becoming even deeper and darker.
“…”
Meng Mingxuan's cheeks became hot again, and she began to feel uneasy about Ye.
I hope he can be gentler.
Yan Mojiu didn't say anything else. He hugged her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and thought about random things.
He doesn't really care about that.
But he wants to be treated equally.
At 10 o'clock in the evening, Su was at the beach enjoying the fireworks show that Nie Ziyang had spent a huge amount of money to prepare.
By now, Lu Jingqian was mostly sober, her eyes were still red, and she was a world away from Nie Ziyang.
Meng Mingxuan wanted to show some concern for Lu Jingqian, but was held in Yan Mojiu's arms in a domineering manner.
"Look at me." He pinched the soft flesh on her waist, "A husband who was ignored on his wedding day."
“…”
The fireworks show began, and Meng Mingxuan's attention was gradually distracted.
Leaning in the arms of her beloved, looking at the beautiful fireworks, she had no time to think about anything else.
The heart is filled with happiness.
The night scene was picturesque, but Nie Ziyang walked up to Lu Jingqian and lowered his head to tease her: "Miss, are you still angry?"
Lu Jingqian was enjoying the fireworks show and ignored him.
"I asked my mother." Nie Ziyang looked at her momentary stiffness, his voice was not loud, but every word was clear, "Isn't it just a small matter? You were not hurt, for my sake, please forgive my mother?"
It was Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan's wedding day, and Lu Jingqian really didn't want to ruin the atmosphere.
But Nie Ziyang's words were too mean and hit her sore spot.
Beautiful fireworks fell in the night sky. Amid the loudest sound of fireworks, Lu Jingqian slapped Nie Ziyang hard.
Her palms were numb from fanning.
"If you think that I was almost raped and it's no big deal, just a little grievance that you can't bear, then I, Lu Jingqian, was blind for the past eight hours. I admit defeat."
"Nie Ziyang, from today on, I, Lu Jingqian, and you will officially cancel your engagement."
Amid the colorful fireworks, Nie Ziyang's expression cracked.
…
No one knew when Lu Jingqian was carried away by Nie Ziyang.
After the fireworks show ended, everyone said goodbye to Yan Mojiu and Meng Mingxuan and left. Meng Mingxuan never saw Lu Jingqian and Nie Ziyang again.
"Jing Qian..."
"They tell their stories, and we are just spectators."
These words calmed Meng Mingxuan down.
Yan Mojiu picked her up like a princess and walked towards the Rolls-Royce.
"Are you happy?" After getting into the car, Yan Mojiu lightly touched her lips and asked softly, with an obvious smell of alcohol.
She didn't drink much, but he did.
There is no man who doesn't get forced to drink by his friends when he gets married. She is no longer worried.
He pretended to be drunk last time.
"Happy." She hugged his neck, and just as a smile appeared on the corners of her lips, she was kissed by him.
"Kiss first."
Yan Mojiuli tasted her inside and out. She seemed to be drunk by his alcohol, and the heat from her body was rising to her head.
His hot palm climbed up her skirt, and she could feel the heat of his palm through the material.
But he soon stopped.
"It's not convenient." He pecked the corner of her lips, "Let's kiss each other when we get home."
Meng Mingxuan glanced down and understood what he meant by inconvenient.
"I heard that wearing an underwire is not good." Yan Mojiu said in her ear.
"...No." She pinched him, wondering where he had heard that.
"I bought them all for you. Of course I know they're not bad." Yan Mojiu laughed softly, wrapping his arms around her tighter and tighter. "Just kidding."
“…”
Meng Mingxuan wondered when she could be as shameless as him.
There were so many stars in the sky at night, but Yan Shaoting could not feel any light when he stood at the gate of Qin's villa.
His world is dark.
Yan Mojiu finally tricked Meng Mingxuan. Tonight was their wedding night, and Yan Mojiu had no reason to let go of the meat at his fingertips.
"Third Master, please come in."
The Qin family's bodyguard came back and said to Yan Shaoting.
Yan Shaoting walked in and saw the rumored Third Young Master Qin, Qin Changan, sitting in a wheelchair. His handsome and feminine face carried a hint of nobility that should not be underestimated.
This is the world in the dream, a man who is equally matched with Yan Mojiu.
녦Xi's life of being unable to get the love he wanted almost drove him crazy.
"What important thing do you want to tell me?" Qin Changan's eyes were cold.
"Meng Mingxuan cannot stay with Yan Mojiu." Yan Shaoting looked at Qin Changan and said word by word, "Because she will die."
Qin Changan frowned. Why tell him this?
Oh, Meng Mingxuan is his sister-in-law and his wife’s only younger sister.
"so?"
"I hope you can help me. I know you have the ability to get Meng Mingxuan out of Yan Mojiu's hands. I want to take her far away and leave Kyoto forever."
Qin Changan paused for a moment, "Are you sick?"
He helped a foreigner to kidnap his sister-in-law?
Tangtang had no choice but to smile gently and stab him in the heart.
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