Helian Beilin approached, his thin lips tense, and the sound of his opening could be heard by everyone, "Who gave her the wine?"

A maid trotted over and quickly explained, "Your Excellency, I'm sorry, Bo Fei insisted on drinking it, we can't stop it..."

"Can't stop it?" The man's words were overflowing from his lips with a deep and deep voice.

"Helian Beilin, why do you take your anger on others? It's what I want to drink." Bo Fei glanced at him lightly, and a cold sarcasm appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The man walked to her, sat down, grabbed the bottle of wine from her hand, and saw that it had already been seen, he asked coldly, "How much have you drunk?"

"Do you care how much I drink?" Bo Fei sneered, raised his foot and kicked his waist, "Let's go, leave me, don't be in front of me, I'll feel disgusted when I see you!"

Han Qing is no longer surprised by how rude women are.

Some people were surprised. This woman was too bold and dared to kick you with her feet?

Helian Beilin held one of her feet, felt her feet cold, and frowned, "Why don't you wear socks?"

Bo Fei pulled out his feet and said sarcastically: "Why should I wear socks?"

"Your feet are very cold."

"My heart is also very cold. Are there any socks to put on?" She drank the last few drops of wine left in her goblet into her mouth.

Today is the day when parents and organizations die tens of thousands of lives.

Not only can she go to their grave to pay tribute, but she is locked in such a ghost place by Helian Beilin. It's ridiculous!

What else can she do without drinking?

Helian Beilin ordered coldly, "Go and get a pair of socks."

Han Qing looked at the dazed little maid, "Why don't you go quickly!"

"Yes, I'll go now."

After a while, the little maid brought a pair of cotton socks, the kind with a high tube with cartoon patterns on it, which she usually wore.

Because, in the cloakroom upstairs, no thick socks were found.

Helian Beilin took it and said nothing. He wrapped his big hand around a woman's little foot and wanted to put it on her.

"Get out!" Bo Fei kicked him again.

He didn't mind, and grabbed one of her feet again and wanted to put the socks on her.

"Helian Beilin, get out, have you heard that, I'll tell you to get out!"

The man raised his eyes and stared at her deeply, saying, "No more honest?"

The simple four words he said were underestimated, but it was heard in Bo Fei's ears, but it was filled with endless threats.

This bastard man!

What exactly does he want?

What else can he do?

Bo Fei wanted to scold him again and told him to get out. After thinking about it, why bother? It's useless and wasted his spit.

He insisted on wearing socks for himself, so just wear them.

The president of a country has fallen to putting her socks. Think about it, it’s quite happy, isn’t it?

Helian Beilin saw that she was honest and thought that it was her own threat. His thin lips spread out and his slight smile was undetectable. He carefully put on her two socks.

"In the future, you are not allowed to wear socks."

"Do you care about me!"

He choked by her, turned his head and looked at the servant again, "Have she had dinner tonight?"

The little maid hurriedly replied: "Your Excellency, she has eaten it."

“How much did you eat?”

"Uh... I don't eat much, but it shouldn't be too little."

Hearing this, Helian Beilin didn't ask anything anymore. He turned his head and looked at the woman with a flushed face in front of him. He picked her up without hesitation...
Chapter completed!