Du Yaoyang sat across from her with a smile, reached out and took out a pack of cigarettes and said, "Do you mind?"
Huang Qiao looked at him straightly and suddenly said: "Get out."
"What?" Du Yaoyang asked in confusion.
"I told you to go out and smoke. I don't like men who smoke." When he saw the smoke, he thought of Xiang Zichen for some reason, so Huang Qiao suddenly raised the decibel level, which made Du Yaoyang stunned for a moment. He had never encountered such treatment.
However, everyone around them looked at them for a while, and Du Yaoyang felt quite embarrassed.
"If you don't like men who smoke, then you drink. Is this also a bad habit for women?" Du Yaoyang still maintained a gentleman's attitude.
"Because I want to drink, I am willing to drink." Huang Qiao said confusedly, the smell of alcohol coming from her body.
Du Yaoyang frowned. He had seen women drinking countless times, but there had never been a woman who drank desperately like her. This kind of violent Margaret was the easiest to get drunk on. Even he had never dared to do so.
Drinking one cup at a time.
For some reason, he began to feel sorry for this woman.
"Are you in a bad mood?" Du Yaoyang asked tentatively.
"Mood? Good, I am in an extremely good mood. I am the most noble lady, and my husband is the dream lover in the hearts of many girls." Huang Qiao, who has always been gentle and gentle, spoke very sarcastically today, maybe it was also
Cause of drinking too much.
"What, is he tired of playing?" Du Yaoyang often litigated, especially when it came to marriage disputes with wealthy families, so he naturally saw at a glance that this woman was not satisfied with her marriage.
Huang Qiao laughed at herself after hearing this: "I really hope he is really tired of playing. It will be fine when he gets tired of playing."
"It's such a pity, you are such a beautiful woman." Du Yaoyang sighed, looking at Huang Qiao's face that was red due to drunkenness. She was so cute. She was not very old, twenty-three years old at most, but she was already married.
It’s such a pity to hear that you are married.
Du Yaoyang's aesthetic sense is very special. He likes naturally beautiful women and can't stand women wearing makeup, even light makeup. Because he doesn't like women wearing masks, so Huang Qiao's elegant face is undoubtedly an extreme temptation for him.
.Confused.
At least, in China, this is the first girl he has seen who is still beautiful without makeup...
"Haha, isn't it beautiful? What's the use of just a skin? Men are just treated as vases." Huang Qiao sighed. In comparison, praising her beauty is not as good as praising her design skills.
"Maybe, maybe not. If you can't keep your husband's heart, I can only blame you for your inability." Du Yaoyang discussed the matter as he didn't like this kind of self-destructive woman.
"Haha, keep it? I have never owned it. It was a mistake for us to be together. It will only make each other's hatred deeper." After Huang Qiao finished speaking, she picked up the wine glass and drank it down again.
"Stop drinking, you've already drunk enough." Du Yaoyang grabbed her glass and stopped her from pouring it again.
"What? Do you want to have sex with me?" Huang Qiao suddenly asked.
Du Yaoyang didn't expect Huang Qiao to say that. He was slightly stunned, then smiled and said: "I have this idea."
"Let's go, let's go get a room." Huang Qiao stood up unsteadily. She now had an extremely crazy idea in her heart. She wanted to take revenge on her nominal husband and bring him a veritable cuckold.
Driven by alcohol and hatred, Huang Qiao had such bad thoughts for the first time.
In order to prevent her from falling, Du Yaoyang stepped forward and hugged her slender waist. In the eyes of his companions at the other table, he succeeded again.
"A Liang, how many women is this Yaoyang?"
"This is the eighth young woman. It seems that Yaoyang Man likes to be a member of the Paoliang clan?" A Liang smiled ambiguously.
"There's nothing wrong with the Paoliang tribe. They are all traditional young women. At least they are much cleaner than those prostitutes. Moreover, they dump them when they are done and have no baggage." The man sighed.
As soon as she walked out of the bar, Huang Qiao vomited all over the floor. Du Yaoyang carefully supported her. Suddenly she felt dizzy and fainted in the arms of this strange man.