Chapter 1845 Come On! I Have Nothing to Fear!
Because Di Jiuque and Huang Yan were present, the entire first half of the game was unbelievably quiet on the wine table. All of them were good babies who sat obediently and did not fight.
However, it was almost only a short stay, and Emperor Jiuque went back because of something in Shengyuan Continent.
Yun Qingyan felt the temperature remaining in her hands and understood in her heart.
He should have specially left his affairs behind to accompany him to welcome the New Year.
Emperor Jiuque left, and Huang Yan, who had been staring at him, went back to Xuan Jie to make up for his sleep.
Fighting so close to the repulsive force, for them, it is as uncomfortable as a long-distance bus for people with motion sickness, and it is very energy-consuming.
Without the two giant Buddhas, the entire dining table instantly danced with demons, and the wind swirled.
In the second half of the night, everyone ate with full stomachs and oily mouths.
Even Nie Zhao's 800-year collection of Spiritual Wine and Drunken Flowers has been harmed by most of them.
Eight Breitling wine has extraordinary potency and great intoxication.
And then... the next scene is really fun.
Yun Qingyan looked straight ahead of herself...
"Master! Master!
I...I want to challenge you! to beat you! Ji Weiran stepped on drunken steps, roared at a tree, stretched out his hands, and a golden rooster posed independently, "Come on!" I have nothing to fear! "
Yun Qingyan: "..."
Where is this lunatic, drive her away!
Immediately afterwards, the face of the red-faced boy who drank changed, from the previous surging fighting spirit, disobedience and resistance to tenderness.
He hugged a crooked neck tree with both hands and feet and kissed wildly, "Lan'er! I like you! I like you so much!
Let's have monkeys together! "
The cheeks of Xing Lan, who had only been drinking and drinking, turned red in an instant.
"Lan'er! Why is your mouth so rough today, it hit me!" Ji Weiran complained aggrievedly while nibbling at the bark.
Xing Lan's face turned black, and the blue veins were bulging.
The guy is still dying, "Where's your chest? Laner, why isn't your figure as good as it used to be? Why are you messing up like a bucket?"
The drunk Ji Weiran was running on the glorious avenue of death.
"Ji Weiran! You're courting death!" Xing Lan instantly changed from being shy and shy to the queen of rage, and smashed her with a punch.
"Oh!" Ji Weiran loosened the tree trunk and fell directly to the ground, his eyes seemed to be narrowed, and he stretched out his hand, "Ow. Lan'er, this is the real Lan'er.
Let's have monkeys together! "
The anger on Xing Lan's face slowly subsided, and she carried Ji Weiran up in a domineering manner, and shyly said to Yun Qing, "Sister Yun, I'll take him away first."
Yun Qingyan: "..." What should I do if I feel inexplicably being shown a mouthful of dog food?
One is gone, the other is still going crazy.
Ji Siwen staggered with a jug of wine, and while he took steps that he did not recognize, he shouted up to the sky, "I, Ji Siwen, you can change your name, sit and do not change your surname, gentle scum, gentle scum! You have a way to sign up. Come on! Let's go to the ring and have a showdown!"
Huo Yichen's chopsticks were still in the copper hot pot to pick up the last bit of residue, and he looked at Yun Qingyan without words, "Yun Qingyan, these friends of yours are really..."
He searched for vocabulary for a long time, but couldn't find a suitable word.
"Cough, they are usually normal, but they are drunk and a little noisy." Yun Qingyan struggled to save their last face.
"Dude!
I see that your bones are very strange, how about we go and learn about it? "
As soon as Huo Yichen entered the food with chopsticks, he was slapped heavily on the shoulder.