Hua Yuqiong's hands were empty, and she turned to look at Jiye, "Why can't you drink?"
"Because of you..."
Jiye glanced at Hua Yuqiong, took back his original words, and said instead: "I don't allow you to drink."
Hua Yuqiong suddenly became angry, widened his eyes and said, "Don't forget, who gave you the antidote just now?"
Jiye's eyes flickered and he looked at Hua Yuqiong, "If you didn't say this, I would have almost forgotten who gave me the medicine just now?"
Hua Yuqiong choked on her words and her eyes wandered, "You, you, you... you promised me not to settle accounts with me. A gentleman's words are hard to follow!"
How on earth did she get in the eyes of this big boss? Even if she drinks, she has to be controlled?
Really, she won't get drunk.
"A gentleman's words are hard to catch up with, right?"
Jiye thought about these eight words for a while, and Hua Yuqiong saw him turn his head, glance at the glass of wine on the table, and quietly touched it with her delicate hands.
A smile flashed in Jiye's eyes. He turned around and patted Hua Yuqiong's hand holding the cup. He leaned over in front of Hua Yuqiong and raised an evil smile on his lips.
"Unfortunately, I have never been a gentleman."
The hot air from Jiye's mouth sprayed on Hua Yuqiong's face. Hua Yuqiong looked at Jiye blankly, and suddenly...
"belch!"
Hua Yuqiong burped, her big eyes innocently looking at Ji Ye, her face darkened.
"Hua Yuqiong, I think you are tired of living!" Jiye said with a stern expression and gritted his teeth.
Hua Yuqiong was startled, biting her lower lip subconsciously, and several extreme escape routes instantly popped into her mind.
Jiye stood up, stood upright with his slender body, and said coldly: "Disaster."
A black shadow condensed into a human shape, half-kneeling behind Jiye, and said: "My subordinate is here."
Hua Yuqiong looked at Jiye pitifully, almost crying.
Thinking about how arrogant and unruly she was in her previous life, how useless she is in this life.
How could God be so...
"Tie him to the bed."
Jiye's voice reached his ears, and Hua Yuqiong muttered to himself in his mind.
What did she just hear? Tie her to the bed?
What is this for?
Could it be that this big guy is so masculine?!
Hua Yuqiong looked at Jiye in disbelief. No wonder Lianyu said that this disliked woman was like this.
"Yes." Quan stood up and walked to Hua Yuqiong, whispering: "Master Hua, I'm sorry for our holy lord."
Hua Yuqiong's eyes widened, "Wait a minute, what do you mean it's for your saint?"
"Hey, hey, disaster, big brother! Big brother! Are you really going to do this?" Hua Yuqiong looked at Han, who took out the rope and tied her to the bed, "Brother! I... uh uh..."
Hua Yuqiong was silenced before she finished speaking. She knew who it was without asking.
Hua Yuqiong glared at Jiye.
He just knows how to bully the weak! Why don’t you return the Holy Lord? Bah!
Jiye glanced at Hua Yuqiong coldly, "I don't mind taking out the eyes for you to watch."
Hua Yuqiong quickly averted his eyes, scolding Jiye in his heart.
Disaster neatly tied Hua Yuqiong to the bed, and then disappeared into the night. Before leaving, he gave Hua Yuqiong an encouraging look.
Hua Yuqiong looked at the place where the disaster disappeared inexplicably, and then looked at Jiye who was exuding cold air.
What was the look in his eyes when the disaster just left? Encouragement?
No way, in front of his Holy Lord, did he encourage her, a restrained person, to go up and beat his Holy Lord?