Especially when a rock singer appeared and roared with that voice, Yi Xiangxi's eardrums were almost shattered. He frowned and was about to sit up, but Song Weichao held him down firmly with both hands and said with a smile: "Yi Xiangxi
Sir, sit down."
"No, let's talk somewhere else."
“It’s nice here.”
"I can't hear you, please speak louder..."
Song Weichao suddenly yelled in his ear: "Master Yi, stop pretending... look at these beauties... look at them... From now on, you will be your wife's slave, and you won't be able to see it anymore..."
The smell of powder, various strong perfumes, the beauties' short skirts...the pink cursor-marked thighs kept dangling in front of the eyes under the dim light...
His breathing was no longer so smooth. Yi Xiangxi jumped up and walked away in large strides.
Finally, the door of the private room was completely closed, and the buzzing around the eardrums finally disappeared. Yi Xiangxi took a long breath, picked up a glass of beer and drank it in one gulp. My God, I really don’t know why so many men
He likes to go to entertainment venues and nightclubs... He can't stand just this terrible atmosphere and loud sounds.
Song Weichao held the wine glass and smiled: "Mr. Yi, you have to thank me. I will take you crazy tonight. It can also be regarded as your farewell performance after ending your single life. Tell me, what kind of woman do you like tonight? Romance
Sexy? Pure? Or fresh? Whatever you like
I will satisfy you no matter what your taste is... Brother, you have to remember that your good days are numbered. Maybe, starting from tomorrow, the tigress at home will check, track, and install a positioning system for you, and ask you to report 24 hours a day.
Where to go... Think about it clearly, if it's still too late to regret..."
"It's too late!"
Song Weichao opened his eyes wide and looked at the bright red wedding invitation in front of him. After a while, he curled his lips and said, "Master Yi, you have not escaped this vulgarity!"
Kitsch? Maybe.
Yi Xiangxi didn't care: "You just need to come to the wedding banquet on time. By the way, prepare a meaningful gift."
"Hey, do you still care what gift I prepare?"
"Yes, when you get married, I will also prepare a meaningful gift for you."
"I don't want to get married. How boring is it to be married? Why give up an entire forest for a tree?"
"Hey, you think you can love all the women in the world? You are not God."
"God loves men!"
Yi Xiangxi stopped talking nonsense with him, and said seriously and sincerely: "Wei Chao, you will only know the benefits of marriage after you get married. You have a family and children. People asked Bill Gates, the most important move in his life is his investment in wealth.
Arrangement or charity arrangement? He replied, none of these. The most important gain in his life is to have a good marriage. If you choose your partner well, your life will be happier and easier than you imagined..."
Only then did Song Weichao look him over from head to toe. He was a good guy. He was treated with admiration after three days of separation. Lord Yi was in good spirits and full of energy. He was wearing well-fitting casual clothes, and his whole person exuded the aura of second spring.
Are there really many benefits to getting married?
However, Mr. Yi failed to mention one thing: if your father married a bad woman, your childhood would not be happy at all; if you yourself married a bad woman, your middle age would not be happy at all;
If your son marries a bad woman again, he is destined to live in loneliness and loneliness in his later years.