Chapter 2791: Indian Asan's Suggestions

Although he has grown very quickly, Xiao Gangbeng's hands are still a little trembling, but his eyes are wide open.

The tray was right in front of Xiao Gangbeng. Xiao Gangbeng's hand had already reached to the top of the tray, but Xiao Gangbeng's eyes did not even glance at the contents of the tray.

Xiao Gangbeng's hand continued to move forward. Because his hands were short, Xiao Gangbeng's hand kept waving in the air. He wanted to continue forward. Su Yanni leaned forward in confusion.

Amid the curious gazes of everyone around him, Xiao Gangbeng's hand snapped onto something protruding.

Then, he grabbed it shamelessly. Although the hand of the child who had just turned one month old did not have much strength, the grabbing action caught the eyes of everyone around him, and the protruding one that Xiaogangbeng grabbed The thing is clearly the female fairy, Cao Ziyi’s...breasts from Zhao’s family room. (Lao Shi, I don’t know how long the hands of the full moon child are. As for whether they can grasp the breasts or not, don’t take this seriously. It’s just for entertainment anyway. )

Yes, that's right, it's breasts, and they are Cao Ziyi's breasts.

This is virgin land that even Zhao Tiezhu has never touched. It can be said to be one of the most difficult peaks to climb in the world. It was actually climbed by Zhao Tiezhu's son on a night like today.

There was an uproar all around.

"Hahaha."

Hongyun was the first to laugh.

"Tie Zhu, it seems that your son will follow the same path as you in the future, hahaha."

"puff."

Li Ling'er, who was sitting next to Hong Yun, couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Tiezhu, after Xiaogangteng... he won't be a... a wanderer in the flowers, a prodigal son..."

"This..." Zhao Tiezhu looked at Zhao Gangjun, who was grinning because he touched Cao Ziyi's chest, and touched his head helplessly, and said, "He is indeed my son. His surname is exactly the same as mine."

Su Yanni, who was holding Zhao Gangbeng, saw her son assaulting Cao Ziyi's chest and quickly retracted her body. Then she reached out and gently took Xiao Gangbeng's hand and hid it in the swaddling clothes.

This little Zhao Gangjun was not satisfied and struggled for a while in his infancy.

"Holy shit, son, you touched a place that I haven't touched yet, and you're still not satisfied. Maybe you still want to compete with me to use it."

Zhao Tiezhu squatted next to Cao Ziyi, looked at Zhao Gangjun in front of him, and said with a smile.

Cao Ziyi's face turned slightly red, but she recovered quickly, and then said with a smile, "He is very similar to you."

"That's natural. This is my son." Zhao Tiezhu smiled and said, "But judging from his appearance, he will definitely be like me in the future, a good young man."

"Brother Tiezhu, in the future Xiaogangjun will become a beast that specializes in harming beautiful women just like you."

Li Ling'er leaned his head over and whispered.

"Go away." Zhao Tiezhu raised his hand and waved, and said, "Don't tell me you are being slept on by animals every day."

These words made Li Ling'er blush, and then she returned to her seat with a squeak.

The happy Catch-up is over.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Gangjun touched Cao Ziyi's breast without grabbing anything, becoming the first man to touch Cao Ziyi's breast. From this point of view, Zhao Gangjun was much better than Zhao Tiezhu.

And one or two decades later, Zhao Gangjun, as shown by his capture of Zhou this time, has become a good young man like Zhao Tiezhu... Of course, according to Li Ling'er, he is a beast that specializes in harming beautiful women.

Of course, ten or twenty years later, Zhao Tiezhu felt that his son was more of a beast than himself.

Of course, these are all things in the future, and we can only see them in the second part.

The banquet was going on slowly, the host on the stage was activating the atmosphere, while the people in the audience were mingling, creating a harmonious and peaceful scene.

At this moment, a brown-skinned Indian Asan walked onto the stage and said to Lin Si who was holding a microphone, "Miss, could you please give me the microphone?"

Lin Si frowned, looked at Indian Asan and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"I want to liven up the atmosphere." Indian Asan said, "Any party or banquet needs to have a climax, and I am here to contribute a climax to everyone."

"Well..." Lin Si hesitated and said, "You can come up again after we finish hosting."

"You are really uncooperative." Indian Asan said, "My name is Nehru, and I am a friend of Mr. Richard."

"Nehru...Richard..." Lin Si's eyes lit up, he looked at Nehru and said, "You are Nehru."

"Yes, it's me." Nehru smiled and nodded. Looking at the graceful Lin Si, he swallowed slightly... People from China are really beautiful. Their skin is fairer than that of us Indians. There are so many, if only I could kiss Fangze...

"do not know."

Lin Si shook her head decisively under Nehru's stunned eyes.

Nehru's smile froze on his face and he said, "I am a very noble Indian, and I hope you can lend me the microphone."

"don't want."

Lin Si, with Zhao Tiezhu as the backstage, is no longer the Lin Si who was in FJ Provincial Station back then. Therefore, Lin Si does not want to sell the face of this Indian Asan named Nehru at all.

Nehru was a little helpless for a moment. There were many nobles from China around him, so he couldn't forcefully snatch the microphone from others. So he looked at Yang Jun beside him and said, "Sir, please lend me the microphone."

Yang Jun had been in CCTV for a long time and had been working in Beijing for many years. Although he didn't know Nehru, he knew Richard and knew that Richard was someone he couldn't afford to offend. Now this person came with Richard, so he was obviously not a simple person either. So after hesitating for a while, Yang Jun handed the microphone to Nehru.

Nehru looked at Lin Si proudly, then took the microphone, cleared his throat, and said, "Good evening, friends."

The people at the scene who were drinking, chatting and having fun suddenly heard a stiff Chinese, and everyone's attention was focused on the stage.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Mr. Richard's friend. My name is Nehru." Nehru smiled and nodded to everyone, then waited for the applause and screams from everyone, because he, Nehru, is a master ranked tenth on the God List, which is a legendary figure in their India.

It's just a pity that Nehru overestimated his reputation in Shenzhou. Although some people knew him at the scene, they were all people of good status. Applauding you is already a face for you, but screams, don't even think about it.

Nehru looked around awkwardly and had to continue, "I am very happy to come to the full moon wine party of Mr. Zhao Tiezhu's son Zhao Gangbin today. The atmosphere at the scene is lively and strong, which makes me very happy. So, here, I also hope to push the atmosphere of this scene to a higher level, so I have a suggestion..."