Halfway through, Ye Bao went to the bathroom.
He didn't expect the atmosphere to be completely different when he came out.
One crazy woman held the bride's neck with one hand and the other held a dagger against her neck, shouting that she would die with her.
"What the hell!
How dare she mess up my place!" Ye Bao grabbed the stick at hand, bent over, and quietly approached the crazy woman from behind her under the cover of the chair.
He found the opportunity and jumped up and hit her on the back with the stick.
The crazy woman screamed and threw the dagger on the ground.
She jumped up and grabbed the woman and her wrist.
She didn't struggle for two times before the crazy woman fainted, and the security guard dragged her away.
After the groom told the security guard a few words, he smiled gratefully at her and gently comforted the frightened bride.
However, there was another person staring at him.
She stared at him and found that it was still Qi Zhao.
He stuck one hand in his trouser pocket and champagne in his other hand.
His posture was very casual and casual.
He squinted, his eyes were black, and his smile was deep and unfathomable.
Ye Bao wasn't in the mood to probe into the meaning of his smile.
When he passed by him, he heard a voice beside his ear.
"I've finally got a taste of it.
There's no need to explain what it means to be a tough woman!" A cheery voice could not tell if it was a compliment or a joke.
"What else can we do?
On your own?" Ye Bao said in a disdainful tone as he patted the grass off his butt.
During the day's beach wedding, only a few dozen people were invited, while the banquet was extremely grand.
Hillton's hotel was filled to the brim with several hundred tables.
The groom doted on the bride and groom, and he did not want to let her drink.
Thus, it was the three bridesmaids who were responsible for blocking the groom's wine.
Originally, as the third bridesmaid, she was blocked by brave Yin Shuang.
She could deal with it at will.
However, the bridesmaid's gift was really attractive.
She did not hesitate to give up and drank more than a dozen cups of wine for Lu Yao, who was under age.
The little girl looked at her with both touching and admiration, and suddenly felt that she was so great!
We couldn't remember how many glasses we drank.
Anyway, there were quite a few bottles.

We felt as if our whole body was floating, and we were dizzy.
We went to the bathroom and threw up for more than half an hour.
Most of the guests had left.
She staggered out of the hotel alone and sat alone on the steps at the entrance of the hall, feeling dizzy.
All of a sudden, it seemed that he returned to his childhood.
He was bullied by the school girls and did not dare to go home.
He hid outside, as if he was abandoned by the whole world!
When people were drunk, they were often the most vulnerable.
All the memories that they had tried to forget suddenly came back!
They were like a fierce tide, surrounding her.
In a daze, she felt someone kicking her.
"Are you okay?" She lifted her heavy head and vaguely recognized that person as Qi Mei.
She thought that face was really beautiful and subverted the world.
Her features were very good-looking, just like a piece of ink that was drawn by strokes of strokes.
She always had a calm and elegant appearance.
In particular, her eyes were like a drop of ink, which slowly melted after dripping into the clear water and melted into her heart.
It was a pity that he was a good-for-nothing!
She smacked her mouth twice and shook her head.
"Well...
that's not a good idea!" "I'll take you home!" "Since you've been caught drunk, I don't want to go into jail with you!" "I'm not drinking!" Ye Bao wanted to swear, "Are you still human?
We're all using our lives to block the wine..." "The most important thing for team cooperation is the division of labor.
They are responsible for blocking the wine, and I am responsible for logistics.
If you are drunk, you have to leave a sober car to drive you back, right?
The two who are drunk, I have already sent them back.
You can drive back later!" It sounded reasonable, but it was clear that he was finding an excuse for his Tartar.
Ye Bao was drunk and his body was swollen and painful, and he was cursing.
"Why...
why isn't I supposed to be a logistics officer?" "You don't want to spend the night in the game, and I don't want to either!" Qi Yan's smile was extremely gentle.
She didn't even have the slightest hint of mockery in her.
Ye Bao wanted to argue with him, but he couldn't.
He only muttered a few curses at him, "Scumbag!
A scoundrel!" "Get up, I'll take you home!"