089,This is a little bit of my thoughts

Holding Mofula's hair, Lao Wu made her sit up against the coffee table.

He held the wine bottle and attacked at an angle, and the frozen liquid poured down, pouring all over Mofula's body.

The cold liquid was drenched from beginning to end. As soon as the wine in Lao Wu's hand was finished, Yi Shuiyou pried open another bottle. She squatted down, holding the bottle with one hand, and pinched Mo Fu with the other.

He pulled her cheeks and tried to get very close to make her open her mouth.

"Well, Mofula, this is a little bit of my thoughts!"

Yi Shuiyou pointed the mouth of the wine bottle at her mouth, and poured a small amount of liquid into her mouth. Most of it splashed on her face, or entered her esophagus from the respiratory tract.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough...cough..."

Mofula reached out to push the bottle away from Yi Shuiyou's hand, but as soon as she struggled, Lao Wu held her down hard.

"Sister Youyou! Let me help you!"

"Very good! Old Five~ I'm really troubling you~ You have to help me take care of this rich lady~"

Lao Wu held her hands down, and Yi Shuiyou strangled her knees with his knees. Mofula couldn't break free from the clutches of the two of them!

She was twisting on the ground in pain, the expression on her face became more and more uncomfortable, but Yi Shuiyou became more and more excited.

"Mofula, what's wrong with you?! I'll treat you to a drink! Don't you like the taste?"

Yi Shuiyou smiled sinisterly, "Brother Xiaoye, help me get all the wine on the table!"

The man who was sitting on the sofa watching the farce came over with interest.
Chapter completed!