Good Night Little Wife

"Stop thinking about it, didn't Ji Wanzhou leave you on the road just for everyone to play with? Don't be afraid that your brother will love you." The drunkard pressed Qingge to the edge of the pool. His fat body rubbed against her body, and he breathed out the scent of alcohol, about to be imprinted on Qingge's face.

"Bang!"

The drunk man, who was messing around just now, was thrown away by Ji Wanzhou with one hand. He fell on the side of the pool and couldn't get up for a long time. He didn't know if he was still alive or not.

The crowd instantly sobered up when they saw Young Master Ji rage. They dragged each other out of this troublesome place.

Within a few minutes, all the people who could walk had left, leaving only Lucy behind.

Lucy came over, put the cigarette in her mouth and lit it, then pulled Ji Wanzhou's hand and took it from her mouth and stuffed it into Ji Wanzhou's mouth.

Then she looked at Meng Qingge provocatively.