Li Yitian returned to the hall, but saw Sikong Xiaoyue cautiously walking over with a bowl of steaming hot soup.

With a look of hope, she handed out the soup bowl she was holding in both hands: "Brother Li, this is the hangover soup I ordered the kitchen to make." You just vomited twice in a row, and although our martial artists are physically strong, this taste is not good after all. Why don't you drink some warm soup to cushion your stomach?"

Li Yitian took it and said thank you in a low voice, and drank two sips of the soup, only to feel that the soup was sweet and sour, and it was quite refreshing.

It's just that this love debt is owed more and more, and I'm afraid that it will be difficult to repay it in the future.

Over there, Wang Fenglin ran over and licked a thief's face to join in the fun: "Brother Li, borrow a light, let me drink two sips of this hangover soup?"

Sikong Xiaoyue's willow eyebrows were raised, her phoenix eyes widened, and she said coquettishly: "That's what I prepared for Brother Li, you are not allowed to drink it!"

Wang Fenglin squeezed his eyes at Li Yitian, which means, brother dei, take care of your girl.

Li Yitian thought for a while and said softly: "Xiaoyue, you see so much soup, I can't drink much if my stomach is upset. It's a pity that the soup you carefully prepared is left like this, why don't you give him some reward for my sake?"

Sikong Xiaoyue didn't want to refute his face, so she had to nod reluctantly: "Okay, then listen to Brother Li." ”

Li Yitian must be sure in his heart, the progress bar of the image of the straight man of steel is speeding up, and on the surface, he handed the bowl to Wang Fenglin without moving, looked at him and drank a few sips with a smile, and smashed his mouth: "Well, it tastes good! ”

Sikong Xiaoyue's gaze became colder and colder, Li Yitian coughed lightly, moved half a step to the right, covered his figure behind him, and secretly blocked a dangerous murderous aura for Wang Fenglin.

Li Yitian asked with a smile: "Brother Wang, as the owner of Yuluo Mountain Villa, as long as he gives a maid's command, what delicacies from the mountains and seas can't be eaten?

Wang Fenglin said with a bitter gourd face: "Brother Li doesn't know anything, just go out quietly to admire the moon." If I lose to Brother Li at the wine table, my father will definitely not be able to spare me! The so-called head can be broken, blood can be shed, and you can't say no!"

Li Yitian was surprised: "Oh, there is still this matter?"

He was complaining frantically in his heart: "I'm going! What kind of strange father and son are they? In the future, you have to stay away from people with this kind of Erha temperament, so as not to be infected." ”

He looked at Wang Fenglin, and then at the great gentleman who was eating elegantly, and suddenly pulled Wang Fenglin aside and muttered.

Sikong Jingming's heart suddenly burst when he saw Li Yitian's strange behavior, and he knew that this guy definitely didn't think of anything good.

But at the banquet, he couldn't get up and leave casually, so although he was not happy on the surface and sat upright, he secretly broke out in a cold sweat.

Li Yitian pulled Wang Fenglin away and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, you and I are also like each other today. I would like to take the liberty of asking, how is your relationship with Brother Sikong?"

Wang Fenglin was a little confused by his question, and said in a fog: "Jingming and I are naturally brothers. ”

Li Yitian hugged Wang Fenglin and said with an affectionate look: "Brother Wang, do you say that good brothers should live and die together and share weal and woe?"

Wang Fenglin nodded stunnedly: "Well, yes." ”

"Did we both vomit today and lose face?"

"Yes. ”

"Then you say, Sikong Jingming is our good brother, isn't it inappropriate to be alone?"

"No problem. ”

Wang Fenglin suddenly reacted and said curtly: "It's not good for us to do this, right?"

Li Yitian grinned: "Hey~ What's so bad? Everyone has carried guns together and prostituted together~ cough cough cough, the revolutionary friendship can be deeper." ”

Wang Fenglin's remarks about Li Slut are unclear, this is the real ruthless person, he is definitely a bad man who wants to be buried with Taoist friends in the dead and poor.

But our new and old king was still a little uneasy, he rubbed his hands and asked embarrassedly: "Then what reason should we use to persuade him to drink?"

Li Yitian waved his hand arrogantly and looked at the Quartet: "Simple, you don't have to do anything, just support me, and the rest will look at me!"

So Li Yitian took Wang Erha and killed Sikong Jingming violently.

When he got there, Li Yitian didn't say a word, picked up a jar of wine, and went to Sikong Jingming's case.

“duang！”

"The surname is Sikong!"

Sikong Jingming looked at the two neuropaths helplessly: "What's the matter?"

"Drink!"

"Why do you want to drink it?"

"Are you our brother?"

"Yes. ”

"Do you have to share the hardships of life and death?"

"Yes, but drinking isn't ......"

Li Yitian glanced at Wang Fenglin, who suddenly twisted Sikong Jingming's hands behind his back.

Li Yitian's shot is like the wind, but he has seriously practiced some acupoint kung fu for more than a year.

So Wang Fenglin broke Sikong Jingming's mouth, and Li Yitian stood on the table holding the wine jar and desperately poured wine into his mouth.

Fortunately, they are all martial arts practitioners, and Sikong Jingming's air exchange is much greater than that of ordinary people, and he also drank the wine from the altar cleanly.

didn't let it overflow the corners of his mouth, or choke himself, otherwise Sikong Jingming would be embarrassed and embarrassed.

Even so, being poured wine by two lewd smiling sluts, Sikong Jingming felt that he had seen through the red dust and had nothing to love, and his convulsive body was beating strongly with the desire to take these two guys who didn't want Bilian with a sword, and there was even a picture in front of him that they were splashed with blood and immediately went down to the bottom layer of the eighteen hells.

In the distance, Sikong Wushuang looked at these three little calves who had no manners at all, and lost the face of the famous family of Yuluohu, his face twitched, Wang Jinglong held a wine glass and hummed an unknown little song in his mouth, and said in his heart, That's right, his own juniors have lost face, how can he let the Sikong family, which always presses himself on weekdays, be left alone?

Sikong Wushuang looked at this old thing more and more unhappy, and at the moment he pressed the table with his left hand, a dark energy passed along the table and the ground.

Wang Jinglong was drinking a little wine and was content, when he suddenly felt a shock from the low stool under his buttocks, and his body couldn't help but tilt.

The most bizarre thing is that his martial arts cultivation can't dissolve this shock, which is a tragedy.

The patriarch tried his best to keep his body still in front of the juniors, but his body was stable, and the dark energy ran all the way to his arms along the veins, and a glass of wine was poured directly on his majestic face, and the wine fell down his face, making him a majestic soup chicken.

Wang Jinglong slapped the table and stood up and scolded: "Damn! What are you doing with the old thief? If you can't bully the little one, just look for the old one, right? Lao Tzu is not afraid of you!"

Sikong Wushuang's face darkened: "You didn't sit on the stool yourself, what's the matter with me?"

Wang Jinglong pointed at Sikong Wushuang's nose and shouted: "What? When Lao Tzu is a fool who doesn't understand bullshit?

After all, it was Mrs. Liu who pulled him to sit down, and Sikong Wushuang wondered if he was looking for an opportunity to secretly beat this fool to death?

It is useless to keep it except to provoke his majesty as the head of the family.

Angkor watched the play with a smile, well, the dog eats the dog's hair, it's really wonderful! It's the same as the two of you throwing away your face that is not the rain falling into the lake.

Over there, Li Yitian and Wang Fenglin finished pouring wine, and the two of them untied the acupoints for Sikong Jingming and ran away.

Sikong Jingming chased after him: "You two stop me! I won't take revenge and swear not to #@!~*&" A rainbow flew down from the elegant scholar with a red face.

Sikong Xiaoyue lifted her forehead, and it was over, and her brother's scholarly image was completely ruined.

It will be a stain on him for the rest of his life...... With two goods, it won't be the biggest one......

Li Yitian and Wang Fenglin looked at Sikong Jingming, who was vomiting from a distance, and the two of them high-fived excitedly: "Well done!"

After speaking, in order to prevent Sikong Jingming from catching up and retaliating, the two left in a hurry, and halfway Li Yitian said: "Run separately!"

So the two of them ran in two directions, and the laughter of young people flew wildly in the villa.

Finally confirmed that Sikong Jingming would not catch up again, Li Yitian stopped, his laughter stopped abruptly, and he found speechlessly that in this beautiful and exquisite building complex, he, Li Dalu, was obsessed and lost......

Finally, after waiting for a little more time, I saw the maid Qingluo, who was by Wang Fenglin's side and gritted her teeth at the beginning, came from a distance.

Seeing Li Yitian, she smiled and said, "The son made the young master embarrassed today, should the slave treat you as a distinguished guest?"

Li Yitian had an enthusiastic smirk on his face: "Sister said this." A jade person like a fairy like my sister has an excellent heart. How can I bear to let me be left behind? If my sister doesn't care about me, I will be accidentally killed by the master of the village's guards. Life and death are trivial matters, and if my sister unfortunately thinks of me as a poor person one day, won't it hurt my sister's heart even more?"

Qingluo smiled lightly and scolded: "The son is victorious, and he has sharp teeth, no wonder my son, who has always been stingy in doing things, has not been able to get half a cent in your hands." It's just that the memory is a little worse, and this secluded path with a radius of dozens of zhang traps the son with great powers. ”

Although the latter said it mercilessly, he smiled mercilessly, but his body movements were still gently curling in front of him, which made Li Yitian, who was following the woman, sigh vigorously, the young ladies of Yuluohu spoke well and kind-heartedly, and next time they must look at the face of the young lady...... Pour them half a jar more!

Well, my Li is broad-minded, bright-minded, and has never held grudges, just a little interaction between brothers......

Outside the hall, the Mu family sisters carried the drunk son on the left and right, and they couldn't stop muttering in the mouth of the scholar who had always treated people, followed etiquette, and never did anything out of line...... Don't let me catch you, if you fall into my hands, I'll have to pour two altars of blazing clouds into you......"

The Mu family sisters looked at the son who was different from usual, but their hearts became more and more happy, this Fang Zheng gentleman who had been followed by the two sisters for many years was finally led crooked by Li Gongzi, these days, although the son complained a lot, but the number of laughs has become more and more......