Lin Fan's smile has always warmed people's hearts.

Lin Fan asked with a smile.

"Are we friends?"

Jia seemed to be silent.

There was also a fire in the stove, and the soup base covered with oil and bell peppers was boiling hot. The boiled lamb was tender and floated on the agitated waves of soup, and anyone wanted to bite into it. And wine. The hot pot should be paired with wine.

The wine is good wine, and the daughter of the red buried for at least thirty years.

This kind of wine is not much in the Great Wilderness, and Jia seems to be really willing to take it out, which shows how much he values Lin Fan.

At the end of the night, there is always a slight cool breeze.

Jia Ruzhen got up and walked from the table to the window.

"Count. ”

With his back to Lin Fan, Jia seemed to be true. It seems that only without looking can you speak.

Lin Fan smiled. That smile is good even for men.

While laughing, give away wine.

Lin Fan is good at wine, Lin Fan eats meat, one bite after another, some meat is embedded between his teeth, and he can't take care of a lot.

Lin Fan said.

"The meat was really good today. ”

Jia seemed to have really lost his mind, and even fell into despair, and said.

"The meat cut by Wang Tu, the tenderloin, is slightly fat, but it is the most tender. Wang Tu didn't dare to lie to me, you always know. ”

Lin Fan clipped a few more chopsticks, and then sent wine.

"I've always been very fond of this wine. ”

Jia Ruzhen's eyebrows were also worried.

"I remember. When you heard that I bought the daughter of the Eleventh Altar Seven Girls, I wanted to drink it for half a year. ”

Jia really wanted to say as much as he could, as if the more he said, the less guilty he would feel.

Lin Fan clapped his hands, laughed, and said.

"After all, you taught me to take a sip, and you're pretty good to your friends. ”

But when he heard the word "friend," how could Jia Ruzhen still speak! Jia Ruzhen's eyes were simply red.

There was certainly no silence in the room.

There is a boiling pot and Lin Fan's mouth.

Lin Fan said.

"I don't blame you. There are many things that we cannot grasp, and we have no choice but to understand. ”

Jia Ruzhen gritted his teeth, muffled, and said.

"It's just...... I ...... There was no struggle. ”

Lin Fan shook his head and said.

"It's fine. We're friends, and I'm supposed to help you. ”

"You have to ...... too"

The voice was quietly weak.

"Help me. ”

Tears finally slipped from Jia Ruzhen's eyes, and he couldn't hold back his whimper, and said.

"You say. ”

Lin Fan tilted his neck, and the corners of his lips hooked a scoundrel smile, and said.

"I have a friend, if tomorrow is a good time, tell him, leave me alone. ”

Jia Ruzhen nodded, only nodding his head.

Lin Fan closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then said again.

"Yan'er, you...... Do you remember? Haha, that little fool's heart...... I really can't see through it. You can also help me talk to her, and say that I don't ...... Wait...... Forget it. ”

Suddenly, Lin Fan couldn't hold it anymore and fell heavily on the table.

The anesthetic in the soup and wine had already fermented in his body, and Lin Fan couldn't even lift a trace of strength.

In fact, since Lin Fan ate seven or eight mouthfuls of meat and dried three or four bowls of alcoholic wine in a row, he had already noticed something unusual. At that time, there was no way to leave.

There was no trace of discouragement, and even under his eyes, Lin Fan even smiled.

Lin Fan said.

"You're ...... Help me and pour me another glass of wine. Now...... After night, where should I go to find such a good wine!"

After all, I still can't take this last sip.

Lin Fan only muttered and muttered to remind.

Note...... Meaning...... Point, that knife...... Don't ...... From...... Behind, otherwise...... Will ......"

Lin Fan licked his lips.

“...... will be seen...... Be...... Appearance...... Ripe. ”

Jia Ruzhen trembled and pulled out the knife in his hand and nodded slightly.