Pu San and five or six splashes had just finished drinking, and they swayed out of the hotel, coupled with the compliments of the people around them, they looked even more fluttering.

"Hehe, the third master is really a good amount of wine." The splashy Chen Laohu supported Pu San, who was walking and staggering, and did not forget to continue to pat the fart.

Pu San laughed, raised his head, and pushed away the crowd, but he didn't expect to fall to the ground without taking two steps with his hands behind his back.

Chen Laohu hurriedly continued to support Pu Sanhe and said with a smile: "Third master, you have to support the small one, if you don't support the small one, I'm afraid the small one won't be able to go home." ”

Pu San was helped by Chen Laohu and burped, and stammered: "Okay, this son will send you home today, look at your cowardice, you can't drink this little wine!" It's a shame to go out and drink with me. ”

Chen Laohu thought to himself that you would be drunk like this just after drinking this, if it weren't for the fact that you had two money, Lao Tzu would stick to your ass like this! Thinking about it, his mouth was still full of compliments, and he nodded for a while.

At this time, on the other side of the street, Liu Chan took Zhang Bao and Guan Ping on horseback and walked over slowly, and saw Pu San and the crowd poppy Liu Chan stretched out his hand and pointed to Pu San, who was being supported by the crowd, and the drunk Pu San said calmly: "The one who is drunk is." ”

Zhang Bao, who was sitting on the horse, looked in the direction of Liu Chan's finger and skimmed it disdainfully?