Since Zhao Feifei was focused on how to "collect" the Holy Grail in King Arthur's hand, the three of them lost interest in playing, and simply returned to the hotel bed.

When he could lie down, Han Feng would never want to sit.

When there are beauties by his side, Han Feng never wants to be empty.

What's more, after kneading over Buckingham Palace for so long, that heart fire has long been ready to move, and now that the opportunity is finally in hand, the war will start immediately.

Fortunately, the two women have excellent physique, otherwise who would be able to support themselves in such a dense upheaval and upside down?

Of course, the ending of the crazy brother must be tragic, and the feeling of not being able to go up or down, and not being able to release it is really tangled. But Han Feng is keen on this kind of game, and would rather suffer a little grievance himself, but also take care of his two beautiful wives comfortably.

Tang Yue'er lay on her stomach for a while, and finally regained a little energy, looking at Zhao Feifei, who was also exhausted, and then looking at the man who was leaning on the bedside and smoking, obviously unfinished in his majesty, he habitually sighed in his heart, and changed the topic slightly.

"Do you think Qiu Han can really deal with King Arthur? Or can Qiu Han be able to resist the holy sword of the king who has been blessed by God? ”

Han Feng has no game opponents, and he is bored at the bedside spitting smoke rings, like a goldfish that keeps bubbling bubbles. I heard that even my wife was not very optimistic about the war at night, so she slapped it lightly on Sister Yue'er's towering buttocks, bringing up layers of flesh waves, which made people red-eyed and hot.

"It's just an outdated sword, how can it be the opponent of a new force like Qiu Han?" Han Feng put his hand on Tang Yue'er's buttocks, groped slowly, and didn't want to take it away.

"Even if he had received God's help and blessing 1,500 years ago, it would have been a long time ago—even God had disappeared for 500 years, how much more power could this blessing have? Qiu Han is a peerless master created by your husband, and the 'Doom Heart Sword' is becoming more and more proficient, and it will no longer be like Duan Yu's time and time, if you want to win the old sword of King Arthur, it should not be a problem. ”

"What's more, we still have the indestructible 'Heavenly God Sword', killing hundreds of millions of people, how can we be afraid of Arthur Genghis Khan's westward expedition in the land of projectiles in Britain, destroying countless countries, bleeding and drifting, its scale and momentum are so large, how can these hundreds or thousands of people be compared to the remote barbarians of war?"

"The most important thing is that you still have your husband as a strong backing, God blocks and kills God, Buddha blocks and destroys Buddha, and the world is invincible......"

Zhao Feifei listened to him constantly bragging about himself, and he couldn't stop for a moment, so he suddenly got up and laughed coquettishly:

"Since my husband is so 'capable', wouldn't it be better for me and Sister Yue'er to sleep first, and my husband will go to King Arthur now and hand over the Holy Grail directly?"

Han Feng was boasting about himself, feeling extremely good, hearing that this girl was so squeezing herself, she was unhappy in her heart, and after catching Zhao Feifei, she snapped the implementation of the starting method.

"Despise your husband, the Han family's big crime! Today, you must make your lawless little lady deeply realize her mistakes......"

clapped his high-fives, probably because he felt too good, this unscrupulous Yan Jun didn't care about Zhao Feifei's dodging and struggle, and he fell on top again and appeared in person!

As soon as poor Zhao Feifei had some strength, he was sent into the tiger's mouth by himself, and he was entangled until he begged for mercy and finally stopped. Xiao Nizi even said every superfluous word, and fell asleep gorgeously.

…………

By the time Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er woke up, it was already dinner time. The teams of the "Tianfeng Tourism Group" have also returned to the Shangri-La Hotel, waiting for Dong Cheng and He Juan to make dinner while sharing their travel experiences. The restaurant on the entire floor was bustling with laughter.

"I knew that I should have let Feifei and Yue'er go with us," Wang Shufen looked at her son and daughter-in-law in front of her, and smiled from ear to ear:

"The crowd is not only lively, but the most important thing is that I can't understand what the foreigners are saying...... Even if people say bad things about us, we don't know. ”

Zhao Feifei hurriedly grabbed her mother-in-law's arm and laughed coquettishly:

"How could it be! Our mother is so young and beautiful, those foreigners must be praising your beauty! ”

Han Feng was stunned:

"Don't you have George's people with you? They can also be translators, right? ”

Wang Shufen glanced at him:

"People helped us carry our bags all the way and lead the way, so respectful, that expression and demeanor are just like the slaves of the next people, how can you be embarrassed to trouble others again? It's all like you, and you haven't offended everyone?! ”

Aren't they my slaves? You can do whatever you want! This sentence muttered in his heart, but the crazy brother didn't dare to say it, so he had to smile resignedly:

"Since George and the others have been so gracious, I will go to the castle in the evening to thank you...... What do you think? ”

Wang Shufen nodded with satisfaction, turned her head and chatted with her daughters-in-law. The crazy brother was ignored by his mother, so he could only rub his nose and turn around to find Li Qiuhan.

"Millennial Ancient Sword? Or is it the so-called 'King's Holy Sword' of the barbarians? Li Qiuhan walked around London for a day, and always felt that these Western countries and Chinese people were far less familiar and lovely than the Chinese terroir, so he brought Xiaojin and Chen Dan back early. At this time, when I heard Han Feng tell the story of King Arthur, I couldn't help but feel a little itchy.

"Qiu Han wants to have a discussion with him! Look at my Chinese martial arts and this ancient Englishman, who is more powerful! ”

People who practice martial arts are already competitive, not to mention that King Arthur has been in seclusion for longer than himself, so he became curious and took the initiative to take a look.

Han Feng was full of promises, but he also mentioned the magic of the Holy Grail by the way, but Li Qiuhan was not interested in this, and was only looking forward to fighting with King Arthur, and he would definitely let the barbarian king appreciate the martial arts of Huaxia.

But Xiao Jin was quite curious about this magical cup. Out of the nature of the dragon clan, he naturally refused to let go of the opportunity to collect jade, so he shouted that he would go with him, but was slapped back by Han Feng:

"Take a good look at your sister wife! If you accidentally even run away with your wife, then it's a shame! ”

At the dinner table, the whole family laughed constantly, and they were really happy. In the meantime, Zhang Bowen called again, hoping that Han Dong and Mr. Liu could attend the jewelry exhibition tomorrow, and of course the crazy brother would have to stand up for his own industry - maybe he could even take the Holy Grail to the exhibition together!

I just don't know if there will be any Englishman who will be able to recognize this legendary cup.

Poor Arthur, poor Knights of the Round Table, I don't know who to provoke, or if they are unlucky, they will be remembered by the "Han Family Cottage", which can be regarded as a bad year!

However, in the heart of the crazy brother, he still plans to continue to deduce his character:

Convince people with virtue.

PS: Happy New Year! Family Reunion! Happy Chinese New Year's Eve!