"Smell people, don't drink any more. You're already drunk."

looking at lying on the wine table, holding the wine pot, he kept pouring, shouting the intimate Wen Jing Xuan, while black Yanqi was crying and persuading, why, what she did, he didn't have her in his eyes.

"intimate, why, why do you want to marry him, why don't you marry me? I'm not as good as him." I waved the wine pot in my hand.

his heart is so painful. Why? Give it to him. Why? Do you know how painful I am when I see you married today? I want to see you walk towards him with a smile....