"Qin Yalin, are you pretending to be pure with me?" Leng Muchen was still sitting on the sofa with a leisurely and self-satisfied face.

"Don't you dare to listen to cold brother's words?" A crude voice in her ear reminded her that the next second, her chin was raised, the whole room saw her, and she saw the man sitting in the middle.

It's him! Her husband is him!

"Cold Brother, I didn't expect this woman to be very beautiful. No wonder so many men can see her."

The young lady of the Qin family is really beautiful, with delicate and delicate features, and a pair of bright eyes like black pearls under her fine eyebrows, but with a touch of panic.

Such a beautiful figure really gives her the capital to mix with men. As long as she is a man, her casual eye can catch people off.

"Are you afraid?" Leng Muchen rose from the sofa and stood in front of her, looking down at her.

Fear? She was really scared.

"Speak! Don't tell me you're a mute!" He was angry and shouted at her.

"I, I..." She gave me two voices and nothing came out of me because she really didn't know what to say, especially to men like Leng Muchen.

"I heard that Miss Qin has always read countless men. Why did she pretend to be afraid today?" Leng Muchen hates the women who love to pretend most, the hypocritical women! uuuuuuuuuu Especially the woman in front of me! If he hadn't heard anything about Miss Qin, he might have been deceived by her in front of him.

"Cold Brother, such a woman, to give some color to see, will learn to be good, she dare not wear a green hat for you." A man opens his mouth and says with disdain on his face.

"I haven't! I won't!" Qin Yafu finally opened his mouth.

"Better that way! Otherwise, the Qin family would not want to live alone!" Leng Muchen warned in a cold voice.

"Okay, let's go! Don't spoil cold brother's interest." Although there were no ceremonial weddings, she just signed a word, but sold her life.

When Leng Muchen's eyes were received, everyone left the room. The original lively room was instantly empty, leaving only two of them, in addition to the smoke and wine that had not yet dispersed.

"Get up!" Leng Muchen continued to sit on the sofa, legs overlapping gracefully.

Regardless of the pain on his body, Qin Yafeng managed to stand firm. His wedding dress was a bit cumbersome, and his tail was a bit long. His hands were tugging tightly at his skirt, revealing the white high heels on his feet.

"Sit here." Leng Muchen looked at her coldly. What did she do at night when she was always open?

As soon as she sat down, a cigarette came over and came to her mouth. "I can't smoke." She whispered.

No? Miss Qin Jia in other people's population is not such a good woman.

Within three seconds, a glass of spirits was handed to her. "Drink!"

"I don't drink." Qin Yafu continued to refuse. She was afraid that if the strong wine went down, she would faint directly.

No? Leng Muchen would not let her pass in such a gesture this time, clasping her cheek with her big hand and pouring the liquor from her glass into her mouth.

"Cough..." Qin Yafeng coughed incessantly, and the wine made her tears cough bitterly.

"Qin Yalin, you really let me see a big joke." Leng Muchen laughed loudly, but that kind of laughter made Qin Ya-ying feel afraid.

"From today on, you are Mrs. Leng. Such a title is not something that ordinary people want to own." Leng Muchen's meaning is to let her not be ignorant of good or bad.

I'm not voluntary. She said in her heart.

Mrs. Leng? She is not rare at all. She just wants to go to school peacefully. She just wants to wait for her beloved brother Yifeng to come back. But all her dreams have been broken.

"What? You don't want to?" Leng Muchen saw the unwillingness in her eyes. "Yes, the cousin of the Qin family, what kind of man do you want? Uh huh?

Qin Yahuang kept her lips shut, in fact, it was not that she did not want to speak, but that acid returned to her stomach in bursts. She covered her mouth and saw a glass of water on the table, in order to press the stomach's uncomfortable strength.

She took her cup and drank it in a big gulp. Before she swallowed it, she popped it out. It wasn't water at all. It was liquor.

"Originally, you like white drinks." Leng Muchen looked at her like that, how do you think it's all people who can't drink? It's not like pretending, or it's like pretending too much.

"No, no, I..." Before I finished, I vomited on the sofa. I didn't eat anything. Now I even spit out sour water.

Leng Muchen clasped her shoulder with one hand, picked her up and threw her directly onto the big bed in the box.

Qin Yafeng, who had just vomited seven or eight elements, was thrown so fast that she hit her head on the bedside cabinet. Her forehead became red and swollen, her head became more dizzy, and her eyebrows were tightened with pain.

And Leng Muchen is simply a cold-eyed bystander, without a little pity for the jade, fierce eyes firmly staring at the woman in front of him.

It's all about to start now.