Chapter 1134 The Storm Is Coming

The beauty didn't touch him, because Leng Hao had pushed her away. He picked up the wine glass and continued to drink.

The beauty was not calm now. This man was a little interesting at the beginning, but now he looked cold and indifferent, like a different person, treating them as air.

"Handsome man, what's wrong with you? Did we serve you poorly?"

Leng Hao looked at the bar with psychedelic lights in front of him, "No, I just suddenly remembered that if my wife knew, she would be unhappy."

"Handsome man, are you married? What does it matter if you are married? Nowadays, which rich and powerful man doesn't have a few mistresses outside? Don't pay attention to that yellow-faced woman."

Leng Hao frowned and glared at them, "You are the yellow-faced woman!"

Beauty,...

Okay, this is a wife-protecting man.

"My wife is... 18 this year, how old are you, 38?" Leng Hao sneered.

The beauty almost vomited blood. What kind of eyes, they are only 22, okay?

"Handsome guy, an 18-year-old girl is too young, she has no taste in bed, and her skills are not as good as ours. Do you want to give it a try?"

"Skill?" Leng Hao took a sip of the cocktail, and his protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, very sexy, "As long as she is willing, her two little mouths are simply deadly..."

Thinking of the charming scenes in his mind, Leng Hao felt that his whole body was tense and about to explode, but the next second he remembered her sarcasm just now, and with a "snap", he smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground, "Get lost!"

The beauties were shocked, and saw that the man was staring at them gloomily, like a poisonous scorpion. The beauties' scalps were numb, and they ran away in shame.

The wine glass was broken, and a waiter came to clean it up immediately. The waiter had a bad attitude, "Sir, our wine glasses are not allowed to be thrown randomly..."

Before he finished speaking, Leng Hao took out a stack of Mao Zedong's portraits from his wallet and threw them on the waiter's face, "Can you shut up?"

"Yes, yes." The waiter quickly squatted down and picked up all the money.

After two hours in the bar, Leng Hao got drunk. The manager of the bar took him to the luxurious room upstairs, and Leng Hao fell asleep on the bed.

The manager hurried into the bathroom, "Mr. Leng, wait a minute, I'll wipe you with a towel, the cook is already making the hangover soup, you can drink it later..."

Leng Hao's mind was empty, his heart was empty, and his arms were even emptier. He reached out and grabbed a soft pillow and hugged it, "Xiao Tao... Ye Xiao Tao..."

He murmured her name.

He buried his face in the pillow, and there was no fragrance of her in the pillow. He smiled, "This time, I'm... drunk again, I'll give you another chance, come... sleep with me... okay?"

When the manager ran out, Leng Hao had fallen asleep.

...

The next morning.

Ye Xiao Tao woke up, she felt sore in her eyes, maybe because she cried for a long time last night.

She went back to her room, took a hot shower, and then sat in front of the dressing table to comb her long hair. At this time, there were two "knock knocks", and the servant came in with a tray.

"Madam, it's time for breakfast. Milk, eggs and sandwiches, very light. Madam, please eat more." The servant felt sorry for Ye Xiaotao. She was six months pregnant, but she didn't gain weight at all. Instead, she was a little thin.

Ye Xiaotao reached out and touched her belly. Xiao Xiaotao was swimming in it, moving happily.

"Well," she nodded, "I'll eat it all later."

"Madam, the weather is good today. Didn't you want to plant flowers in the flowerbed in the first two days?"