Chapter 1401 Strong Possessiveness "Let go of me. et” I struggled violently twice, and found that I couldn't break free at all.
Feng Qingge frowned tightly, and turned his head to look at Yun Linghan's face behind him.
This man, don't you think you're not eye-catching enough today?
He thinks he is what he is You can raise kittens and puppies at will You can still play with show-off playthings in front of everyone Thinking of this, Feng Tingge felt a wave of resentment again in his heart for no reason.
Under the huge anger and grievances, the strength of Feng Qingge's wrist struggle became more intense.
"Woman, don't move."
Seeing that Feng Qingge's struggle was getting bigger and bigger, Yun Linghan's handsome expression became more and more gloomy.
The movement here immediately attracted the attention of the group of ladies and ladies around him.
One after another, the eyes were all cast towards Feng Tingge and Yun Linghan.
When he saw Feng Tingge standing in place, he struggled violently.
And His Royal Highness the King of Han held the wine jar with one hand with a cold face, raised his head and poured the wine syrup into his throat, a pair of deep eyes looked straight ahead, and he didn't glance at Feng Xiange at all.
But a wide and slender palm firmly grasped her wrist, and there was no sign of letting go at all.
Wow Whoa, whoa, whoa Seeing this, the ladies and ladies in the audience immediately became in an uproar.
His Royal Highness the King of Han didn't let the phoenix sing away In front of the public This is simply a naked strong possessiveness.
On the dragon chair surface, Yun Batian frowned tightly, looking at Yun Linghan who didn't let go at all below, his brows were almost twisted into a pimple.
The queen asked from the side.
"Emperor, do you want the concubine to make peace?"
"Look again."
Yun Batian groaned slightly, shook his head and said.
He knows his character as a prince best.
Once the matter is determined, even eight horses can't pull it back.
While the emperor and queen were talking, Yun Linghan had already raised his head and drank the eighth altar in his hand, and fell to the ground with his hands raised.
A cracking sound of "pop" exploded from everyone's ears, and the eighth wine jar was smashed to pieces.
"Fourth brother, if you drink so slowly, the horse is going to lose."
Yun Linghan raised his head from his seat domineeringly, raised his eyes sharply and coldly, looked at Yun Chuheng opposite and said.
A face was extremely cold, and his voice was low, revealing a faint hoarseness.
Yun Linghan firmly grasped Feng Qingge's wrist with one hand, slapped the sealing mud of the Ninth Altar of Thousand Days of Drunkenness heavily, and poured his head into his throat.
The rich liquor syrup entered the throat and immediately turned into a scorching surging of wine.
Yun Linghan's cold and deep eyes were still clear, and he couldn't see half of his drunkenness.
Nearly nine altars and thousands of days drunk, and he didn't even frown.
"The third brother can rest assured, ten altars are drunk for a thousand days, and the younger brother will definitely accompany him to the end."
Yun Chuheng said loudly.
A pair of eyes stared at the front inexplicably, and Yun Linghan tightly held the big hand on Qingge's wrist.
Yun Chuheng hugged the wine jar in his hand, and his handsome face turned pale.
Eyes, but revealing a strong firmness.
Seeing this, Yun Linghan's eyes narrowed dangerously.
In front of everyone's eyes, such a hand firmly grasped Feng Tingge's wrist and gulped down the wine.
In the blink of an eye, he had already drunk the ninth altar of a thousand days drunk in his hand.
With a raised left hand, he fell to the ground with a "snap"
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