Luo Anning didn't know whether he understood or not, so he held onto the wall and walked out. As soon as Mo Qiange picked up Lu Momo's side, Luo Aning was about to fall to the ground.

He was at a loss for what to do and wanted to step forward and hug her, but Lu Momo was also drunk in his hands. Fortunately, the handsome man who had been bullied at the beginning of the first round stepped forward and caught Luo Anning who was falling.

The man smiled at Mo Qiange: "Mr. Mo, Young Madam Rong looks like she's in the worst condition. Let me help her out."

Mo Qiange hummed for a while and said, "That's fine."

The man magnanimously picked up Luo Anning and walked out. Mo Qiange also hugged Lu Momo and went out together.

However, Mo Qiange ultimately ignored Luo An'ing, whose wine was so bad that it was embarrassing.

The moment she was picked up, Luo Anning was like a slippery little loach. She was so tormented that the man looked embarrassed, but he didn't dare to throw her down.

"Hey...where is this handsome guy...come on, give me a smile for my sister." Although Luo Anning was drunk, he was still proficient at teasing others. He picked up his fingertips and swirled them on the man's chin. Very uninhibited.

The man froze and almost threw her down, "Ms. Rong, you are drunk."

"I'm not drunk..." She frowned slightly, felt nauseated, and suddenly grabbed the man's shirt and buried her head in it.

Mo Qiange watched with fear. Seeing the man's face turning slightly pale, he said sheepishly: "The quality of An Ning's wine is a bit bad, so don't take it to heart."

"Mr. Mo was joking. Young Madam Rong is drunk. This is normal. I won't mind." The man was also tolerant and didn't mind.

After the two of them came out of the private room, everyone followed. Luo Anning was wrapped around the man like an octopus. She was so sick that she felt sick to her stomach, but she couldn't vomit it out.

By chance, the bakery door diagonally opposite opened at the same time, and the two groups of people bumped into each other.

Mr. Rong's hair was slightly messy, and the collar of his white shirt was open, revealing a large area of ​​sexy skin. One corner of the clothes was tucked into his belt, and the other corner was exposed. He held a cigarette between his fingertips. His whole person had an indescribable slumped beauty.

He was followed by Tang Chao and Feng Churui. The three men had the same outstanding temperament and good looks. They were luminous figures who attracted everyone's attention wherever they went.

Rong Yan glanced at Luo Anning, who was entangled with another man. The cigarette on his fingertips was suddenly thrown to the ground, and his handsome face was covered with frost.

Tang Chao spoke to him, but received no response, so he followed his gaze and found that it was Luo Anning again. He immediately crossed his arms and nudged Feng Churui beside him: "Rui, tell me about Luo Anning." What will happen later?"

The handsome and elegant Feng Churui just glanced at Luo Anning and told the truth: "She is drunk."

Tang Chao said angrily: "Of course I know she is drunk, otherwise she would not dare to cuckold Mr. Rong even if she had a hundred courages."

Feng Churui didn't speak, but looked at Luo Anning with an intriguing meaning.

"Luo An Ning——!" Young Master Rong's gritted teeth sounded out.

As soon as the man holding Luo An Ning saw Rong Shao, he said hello: "Rong Shao..."

Wanting to put Luo An Ning down, Luo An Ning struggled hard enough and refused to let go of her arms around the man's neck. The man couldn't free his hands to pull her while he was holding her. The two were entangled in such an awkward manner.

Mo Qiange held her forehead with a headache, she shouldn't have been allowed to get drunk!

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