"No... Fortunately, I was holding a wolf-proof spray on me. Before he could even splash it at me, I knocked him down. Then I called the police... the police took him away." Qiao Weiwei put down her chopsticks and smiled.

The words she said were calm and gentle, but the few people were frightened.

"That's so dangerous, my goodness, if you didn't have the spray at that time, it would be possible that he would be splashed... Weiwei, you should take the bodyguard in the future, you can't do this anymore. Now there are many crazy fans of Sun Xiaoran attacking you. If you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of something..." Zhou Chuyu put down his chopsticks and said nervously.

"Yes, Liang Bo, send some bodyguards to Weiwei. Don't underestimate these crazy fans. They are really scary." Ou Xiangbeidao.

"I have to pay attention recently. If you and Chu Yu go to the United States, just stay there for a while. I will wait until this matter is completely cold before coming back." Liang Bo picked up a piece of green pepper and sent it to Qiao Weiwei's mouth, saying.

"Do you want to be so exaggerated..." Qiao Weiwei smiled helplessly.

"We are definitely not exaggerating." As he said that, Liang Bo reached out and picked up the tea egg in front of him, peeled it carefully, and said.

Opposite, Ou Xiangbei took his cell phone and took a slept at the tea eggs on the plate.

"Ou Xiangbei, what are you doing for filming this?" Qiao Weiwei said.

"Show off your wealth on the film..." Ou Xiangbeidao.

"Show off your wealth?" the three of them asked in unison.

"At first glance, you three people don't pay much attention to online news. Don't you know? Because there was a brainless person named Gao Zhibin in Taiwan who mocked us mainlanders on a show that they couldn't afford tea eggs, so now our mainland friends use eggs to show off their wealth on Weibo..."

While Ou Xiangbei said, he uploaded the tea eggs on Weibo and posted a passage: "I bought four tea eggs for dinner and browsed four credit cards... Alas!"

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One week later.

It's night.

In the magnificent bar private room, there is smoke and bizarreness.

On the stage where neon lights intertwined, Ou Xiangbei, dressed in dazzling red clothes, is performing hard with the popular girl group F in the entertainment industry, following the dynamic music.

A group of princelings led by Ou Xiangbei sat scattered on the sofa.

Some of them are skating, some are hugging the beautiful girl in the X-sensuality to play with sieve, and some are gambleing on the side...

In the middle of the sofa, Chen Yi, who was also wearing red clothes, was holding a curling curling in her hand, enjoying the meth while enjoying the hard work of Ou Xiangbei on the stage.

A pair of charming eyes that had been already confused, the group of second-generation officials who were playing happily swept past him, and he felt very happy.

I really didn't expect that Chen Yi would have the opportunity to sit in a private room with so many prides who hold the power of life and death in the world.

"Dudu...Dudu..." On the side, Ou Xiangbei's cell phone kept shaking...

She put down the curling and clicked on the text message from Zhou Chuyu...

The text message reads: Husband and Weiwei have returned to China now. We are having dinner in the restaurant, and I will be able to get home in about two hours.

After reading the text message, Chen Yi snorted coldly, pressed to delete, and then threw her phone aside...

A sudden plan appeared in my mind.

She picked up the curling again, sucked intoxication, enjoying the stimulation and satisfaction brought to her by drugs...

After having enough fun, Ou Xiangbei walked forward, reached out and snatched the curling from Chen Yi's hand, threw it aside and said, "Who gave it to you..."

"Of course it's Mr. Chen..." Chen Yi pointed at Mr. Chen who was sucking meth happily and said.

"Don't touch this thing in the future!" As he said that, Ou Xiangbei sat next to her, picked up a full cup of whiskey in front of him, and drank it in one mouthful.

"I understand... Come on, let's drink." Chen Yi sat upright weakly, poured Ou Xiangbei a full glass of wine again.

Chen Yi pretended to drink, and then poured wine for Ou Xiangbei one by one...

At the end of the struggle, Ou Xiangbei was drunk and collapsed on Chen Yi's thighs.

Chen Yi smiled proudly, stretched out her hand and touched Ou Xiangbei's hair, and said, "Your Young Master, you are drunk, come and I'll take you home..."

As she said that, she quickly got up, said goodbye to everyone, and helped Ou Xiangbei out of the bar.

After stuffing Ou Xiangbei into the car, Chen Yi started the car and ran to his and Zhou Chuyu's house...

As the light and darkness alternated, the unconscious Ou Xiangbei lazily leaned his head, leaned against the car glass, and closed his eyes tightly.

Chen Yi heaviered the accelerator again, held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, turned his head and looked at Ou Xiangbei, and said, "Mr. Ou, we will be home soon..."

At the door of the villa, Chen Yi stopped the car steadily, and she took out the key to the villa in Ou Xiangbei's pocket.

After getting off the car, she opened all the doors first, and carefully helped Ou Xiangbei out of the car and carried him into the villa...

"Wife, I'm sorry, I'm drunk..." Ou Xiangbei let Chen Yi carry him in, murmuring constantly.

After finally helping Ou Xiangbei to the living room, Chen Yi directly placed the unconscious Ou Xiangbei on the carpet.

Looking at the time, it was almost done, she smiled proudly again.

After taking off all her clothes and all her clothes, she pressed her entire body directly on him, her slightly cool lips attached to his alcoholic lips...

Ou Xiangbei did not open his eyes, but just instinctively hugged her tightly and responded to her kiss...

As her lips and teeth collided, she sang excitedly, and her hands kept kneading and rubbing his legs...

Standing outside the empty door, Zhou Chuyu could almost hear the chant in the living room clearly.

The subordinates were empty and the suitcase in their hands fell heavily under their feet.

That sheep sang, like a knife, chopping her heart to pieces...

A pair of eyes, empty and without focal length, teeth, biting their lower lip hard, trembling hands attached to the door handle, and opened the door...

Forgot to change her shoes, she walked directly to the living room mechanically.

The unbearable scene in front of her made her feet feel weak...

My husband is kissing another woman naked at this moment, and is still on the carpet he has chosen by himself at home...

Chen Yi knew that Zhou Chuyu had entered the door, but she just pretended not to know and continued to kiss the drunk Ou Xiangbei passionately...

Zhou Chuyu stood there, closed her eyes hard, and hot tears slid from the corners of her eyes.

How could he...

How could I treat her like this...!

Just messing around outside, but now you are actually taking someone home directly!
Chapter completed!