After she died, Mr. Bo knelt in front of the tombstone and cried like a dog.

On the sofa, Su Na pounced on Yan Haoyue, held her face with both hands, and was about to bite her.

As for Yan Haoyue, she was drunk and her cheeks were flushed. There was a striking and ostentatious red lipstick mark on her right cheek.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth and called her word by word: "Ye, Xiao, Wu!"

Yan Haoyue scratched his hair, thinking he was hallucinating: "Ah, I am Ye Xiaosi now! Which bastard is yelling?"

Xiao Yan: "…Who are you calling a bastard?"

They twisted and hugged each other, and because of Xiao Yan's angry cry, they all looked over -

Suna was drunk and unconscious.

His good fortune was interrupted at this moment, and his eyebrows were about to be knotted, "Xiao Yan! You have a problem with me picking up a follower of yours! Ye Xiaosi is my man now! I am protecting him, he will not succumb to your tyranny now! Don't even think about taking him back to do hard labor!"

Yan Haoyue took a closer look and finally saw who it was, "Bah...it's me, you bastard!"

Xiao Yan, the big devil who killed without blinking an eye, was standing there with a gun in his hand, looking murderous, and looking at her with eyes as if he was looking at a pile of dead things.

The heat from the alcohol cooled instantly, she shuddered violently, pushed away Suna who was throwing herself on her, and immediately distanced herself from the matter: "I was forced! Suna got drunk and mistook me for you!"

This is just a misunderstanding!

Even if she had a hundred guts, she wouldn't dare to pick up his girl!

Su Na desperately hugged her neck with both hands, muttering in dissatisfaction: "Xiao Si, what nonsense are you talking about! It's you I like! You look better than Xiao Yan and I like you!"

Auntie! Stop talking! If you keep talking, we'll both die!

Yan Haoyue trembled, covered Su Na's mouth with one hand, and smiled at Xiao Yan: "Haha, Nana is blinded by lard!"

Xiao Yan patiently walked around the edge, tapping the muzzle of his gun on the table beside him, "Ye Xiaowu!"

The slave nature in her bones was aroused (frightened) and she subconsciously raised her hand: "Here!"

"Get over here."

How could she dare to delay and quickly got up from the sofa.

Su Na desperately grabbed her hand, "Xiao Si! I won't let you leave! You have to stay with me tonight!"

Yan Haoyue's slightly drunk face turned pale with fright, and he pushed away Su Na's hand, "Although you are cute, he has a gun! Wake up!"

She ran and rolled, her legs were soft and her steps were floating, and when she stumbled in front of Xiao Yan, she stumbled.

Xiao Yan grabbed the man by the waist and carried him onto his shoulder, then strode out of the villa under Su Na's angry gaze.

Su Fang came back from the bathroom.

Su Na pounded the sofa with her fists, staring at Xiao Yan's back and accusing him, "He's stealing my man!"

"Xiao Yan! You and I cannot coexist!"

……

Yan Haoyue was forced into the back seat. His upside-down brain had not yet flowed back into his head, and his chin was pinched when he was confused.

The man used his thumb and index finger to pinch her cheeks so hard that they were deformed and her lips were forced to open slightly.

She was about to struggle.

Xiao Yan's fingers were already more powerful, and he ordered, "Open your mouth."

Her jawbone was pinched so hard that it felt like it was about to be dislocated. She was scared and said flatteringly, "If you want to kiss me, just say so. Don't be so violent!"

She was about to come closer.

Xiao Yan pinched her chin and pushed it back, carefully looking inside her mouth and teeth, his face cold and deep: "Did you eat anything?"

“I eat a lot…”

Not only did he eat a lot, he also drank alcohol.

Xiao Yan's eyes narrowed. She and Suna looked so crazy, it really looked like they had had a drug.

"How many times did you knock?"

Yan Haoyue was half drunk and half awake, and his hearing was not working well, so he thought he was asking "how much did you drink?"

He raised an index finger and shook it, "Not much, not much, just a little."

How can a little bit make you crazy like this?

Xiao Yan's face was very gloomy. He dragged her out of the car, pinched her chin to force her to open her mouth, and tried to pinch her tongue to induce vomiting.

"Spit it out!"

Yan Haoyue was confused, "Um... why should I vomit? I don't want to vomit!"

It was just a few drinks, and being induced to vomit would be much more uncomfortable.

Seeing how hard she was struggling, Xiao Yan said coldly, "It's okay if you don't vomit. Go wash your stomach."

She was terrified. "Gastric lavage?! I just drank a few glasses of wine. Do I need to have my stomach lavaged?!"

Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, staring at her sharply, "Didn't you eat the frosting?"

"Icing? What kind of icing?"

While she was still confused.

Xiao Yan had already grasped her wrist and pulled up her shirt sleeve. After checking, he found no pinhole.

All the way home.

Xiao Yan carried her directly to the bedroom and almost commanded her, "Take off your clothes."

She subconsciously hugged her chest with both hands and smiled: "Can you, can you not take it off?"

"I don't mind helping you take it off."

"..."

Well, she should do it herself.

While unbuttoning his clothes, Xiao Yan turned on all the lights in the bedroom, and the dim bedroom suddenly became as bright as day.

She subconsciously raised her hand to block the glaring light.

What kind of fetish is this?

Would turning on the light make him feel better?

She kept hesitating, and Xiao Yan lost his patience. He grabbed her and ripped off her shirt.

It was white and delicate, and because of the alcohol, it had a faint pink hue.

The proud and beautiful cleavage rises and falls with breathing.

Her face flushed all the way to her collarbone.

However, Xiao Yan was too much. He scanned her carefully with his clear and sharp eyes without any expression, and then ordered her: "Turn around."