"Haha, little beauty, don't be angry. Come to my brother's side, my brother is better than that fat brother. Let's cultivate feelings first!"

Another man came. He was a little bald and came up to pull Ye Weiwei's arm, pulling her to the sofa while taking her on her body.

Ye Weiwei originally wanted to beat this person, but she drank too much wine and felt dizzy and couldn't use her strength. She could only say politely: "I've gone wrong, I'm leaving!"

"Hey? You're right. I know you're the princess here, looking at the uniform you're wearing. You just want to serve us when you enter the private room. Don't leave, let your brother take good care of you!" The man tightened Ye Weiwei's hand and started to approach with his mouth squirting alcohol.

Ye Weiwei gritted her teeth, tried her best to break free from the man's hand, and pushed him aside.

The man didn't expect Ye Weiwei to do this, and he was furious, "Bitch, you dare to refuse me if you come out to sell!"

"Who came out to sell it! You have a cleaner mouth!" Ye Weiwei felt insulted and her mood was not good in an instant. She raised her fist and waved it to the man.

But the man turned around and avoided her attack. Because she did not stand firm, her body fell forward and fell on the sofa without bias.

When she rubbed her head and was about to sit up and rush out of the box, she found that it was soft under her head.

The atmosphere in the private room also changed, it was cold, as if the air conditioner was broken.

She supported one hand on the backrest of the sofa, trying to get up with strength.

However, the touch is different. It is hard, warm, very solid, and seems to be...

Ye Weiwei opened her drunken eyes wide and turned her head toward her hand.

Her current posture is actually more likely to get drunk. She is even more dizzy than before, and even hallucinations appear in front of her.

The hard and warm thing she touched just now has turned into a tree trunk, and then the golden light on it is all money, a lot of money.

Money tree?

The drunk Ye Weiwei grinned. She rubbed her eyes and saw the golden money tree. She was lying on the money tree now, touching the trunk of the money tree...

"Money Tree!" Ye Weiwei looked at the best hundred-dollar bill on the money tree.

The faces on the hundred-dollar bill are so handsome, they are so messy that they make people drool.

In fact, Ye Weiwei, who was drunk, was already drooling.

"Xiao...Mr. Xiao..." The man who had avoided Ye Weiwei's attack just now turned pale, and he wanted to come and arrest Ye Weiwei immediately and throw it into the trash can outside.

Xiao Jinghan is famously indifferent and arrogant, not close to women. Now he is having a party with them, and a woman is actually put on her thigh and her chest. They are afraid that they will be cut off by his arms.

Ignoring the man's reaction, Xiao Jinghan's eyes were deep, with only a drunk little woman in his eyes.

And this little woman seemed not satisfied with lying down like this and touching him.

She actually got up, then changed her posture, spread her legs and sat on his thighs, her hands wrapped around his neck, her fair and tender little face rubbed against his sharply angular face, and she murmured: "Money Tree, I like you so much. I have dreamed of you many times! I finally saw you again today."

This distance made Xiao Jinghan's nose full of the smell of a little woman. It was clear and light, like an orchid blooming in a deep valley, exuding a unique fragrance. While making him feel familiar, it stirred his mind.
Chapter completed!