"Three cups, what will happen?"

Hua Yan swallowed her saliva, how did she feel amazing.

Yue Chengcheng hooked his lips, his eyes lingered on Hua Yan's face for a week, and said mysteriously: "When the time comes, you will know." ”

Huayan: "......"

Xi Wujian pestered her and said, "Hey, do you want to say it?" What did you just say? ”

"Don't say it!"

Hua Yan was annoyed, took the drunk Sansheng away, snatched the account book, and walked away.

Nan Junye also walked out.

Xi Wujian didn't want to ask Yue Chengcheng and Emperor Bugu, so he had to continue grinding these two to see if he could grind something.

Emperor Bugu looked at her gently and dotingly, "Drunk Sansheng, is it really good for you to give her this medicine?" ”

Habitually knocking on the table, Yue Chengcheng said: "There is nothing bad about it." Drunken Sansheng is the medicine of Xia Guo, and it is just a medicine, which may not have such a great effect. If that person can't even bear this little bit of medicine, it can only mean that he is too wasteful. ”

……

Night falls.

The business of Huayue Restaurant seems to have ushered in a peak, and it is actually full.

Yue Chengcheng and Emperor Bu stood in the corridor, looked down, and easily found the drunken man.

He didn't drink alcohol tonight.

On the edge of the table, a sharp sword was clasped.

Is this man still a swordsman?

It's really a person who relies on clothes, and this person hasn't taken out this sword before, so it looks like he is generally a little heroic. Now that he has a sword, his temperament is a little sharp.

Merry swordsman?

He didn't drink alcohol, so tonight is what he said, the day the restaurant was closed?

For a while, there was a surge in the restaurant, and only a few people in Yueli City could feel the slaughter.

"Ten spirit stones, I bet that this person will not get drunk for three lives, do you bet?" Xi Wujian poked the person next to him.

Nan Junye said: "Don't gamble." ”

Suddenly, he looked up, "Change the bet." ”

Hey?

Xi Wujian was curious: "What do you want to bet on?" ”

Nan Junye said: "I bet that he will get drunk for three lives, I won, you have to listen to me three times." ”

Hiss!

Xi Wujian gasped, "What a big breath!" ”

"To bet or not?"

Xi Wujian swept towards the swordsman in Yewangfu, that person was quite a gesture, he should be a character, it was not so easy to be taken down, right?

"Bet on it, but you also have to change your bet. If I win, you'll have to promise me one thing. ”

"What's the matter?" Nan Junye's face remained unchanged.

Xi Wujian looked at him with interest, "I want to know what kind of person you are." ”

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent.

Nan Junye smiled, revealing a silly air, "Okay, I promise you." ”

Obviously, he was possessed by a ghost, but when Xi Wujian saw him like this, he thought that he was also possessed by a ghost, so he shuddered.

He shifted his gaze to the banquet and saw a woman dressed in red, "She's on the field!" ”

The two of them also looked down.

I saw that the seat was like a fiery red dress, just right to wrap the flowers. However, her clothes can't hide Miaoman's figure, she is like a beautiful snake, and when she walks around, she doesn't know how many hot eyes she has provoked.

This thin waist......

However, everyone knows that the most irritating part of Hua Yan's body is not her waist.

It's the chest.

This big-breasted girl took the route of her reserved and unrestrained peers tonight, without revealing her career line at all, but the outline was more eye-catching for some reason.

Hua Yan grabbed a wine jar with her left hand, touched the swordsman's table with her right hand, and rubbed her fingertips on the sword, as if rubbing the man's chest, making all the men in the field feel hot all over her body.

"Lord Swordsman, why don't you order wine, are you waiting for Hua to offer wine?"