Xiao Mohan looked at the wine bottle and the footprints on the carpet, asked the water to follow his gaze, looked over there, turned around and sat on the lid, and said, "Han, since my sister-in-law has drunk too much, why don't you and your sister-in-law go back first?"

"It's fine. Xiao Mohan took off his coat, wrapped Gu Chuyan, picked her up and strode away.

When he walked out, Xiao Mohan turned his head, looked at the bucket, and said, "Something that is cold, it's better when it's hot." ”

"Ben doesn't know. He reached out and pressed it to the side.

Gu Yan had an ominous premonition in his heart, he stretched out his hand and wanted to push the quilt away, but unfortunately he couldn't push it away at all.

"Let me out, help. Gu Yan struggled, opened his mouth, and hot chili oil poured into his throat.

Gu Yan kept gasping, and when he heard the sound of struggle, he raised his foot and kicked the bucket to the side.

"Bang bang" a few times, the bucket rolled to the side and hit the door, Gu Yan hit the edge with his head, asked the water to push the bucket to the staircase, raised his foot and kicked it down unceremoniously.

The barrel rolled down, and Gu Yan was in the barrel, feeling that he was dying.

The dagger he had just held fell, and the barrel rolled, and his body rolled with it, and when the barrel stopped, he sat down, and the dagger was upright.

Gu Yan sat down heavily, the pain of the bones came, Gu Yan bounced up, and hit his head on the cover.

Wenshui carried a bucket and came to the downstairs of the building, lit a fire underneath, and shouted: "Don't miss it when you pass by, the imported chili oil that is rare for thousands of years will be given away for free." ”

Hearing that it was free, passers-by surrounded them.

After the fire was lit, Gu Yan's skin seemed to be cracked, and he couldn't imagine that this feeling of "getting in the oil pot" would be so painful.

Ask the water to roll up his sleeves and reach out to open the lid.

Gu Yan felt the sun shining in his eyes, he stood up suddenly, the dagger was still in his hips, he rolled out of the barrel, and hugged his arms.

His eyes were so hot that he couldn't open them, Gu Yan struggled, heard the sound of running water, saw a reflection in front of him, thought it was a swimming pool, turned around and jumped down.

"Ahh When he jumped over, his body hit the floor, his eyes rolled in pain, and he fainted.

Those onlookers were surprised, watched this scene, took pictures with their mobile phones, uploaded them to Weibo and Moments, and said: "The man boiled in chili oil." ”

Presidential Villa,

Mr. President finished his official business, and the doctor changed his medicine for him.

"What?" Hearing the report from his subordinates, the president was so angry that he wanted to get up, and there was a wound on his body, and he sat there, his emaciated face even more gloomy.

He reached out and slapped it on the table, grabbed the paper, and shredded it with all his might.

"Who asked him to move the Yao family?" the president said coldly, and he clutched his chest because he was so excited that there was a faint pain in his chest.

The secretary stepped forward, helped him up to the bed and lay down, and said, "Mr. President, the Yao family has appeared, which means that the plan is going to be delayed." ”

The president was lying on the bed, frowning and pondering for a long time, he raised his hand, pointed at the secretary and said, "Quick, block the news of the Yao family's accident, and ....... another."

Before he could finish his words, the mobile phone rang, and the secretary answered the phone and said to him respectfully: "Mr. President, your phone." ”

"No. The president waved, not wanting to be disturbed by something else.

"The other party said it was a family matter. The secretary said, the president listened, grabbed the mobile phone and then called, and after listening to the other party's report, he almost vomited blood.

"What? My father's body was blown up on the way back, and there are no bones left?" Mr. President glared angrily, and his phone dropped.

He fell hard, right on his phone, and he groaned in pain.

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