When a few ladies of famous families or commoner jasper ladies with incense breezy and smiling in front of Edward raised their wine glasses, this dead fat man, who was still a little reserved, finally collapsed.

His fat face was flushed, sweat was running down his forehead and behind his ears, he was short of breath, his words were stumbling, and his hands and feet were shaking.

This guy doesn't have high blood pressure or anything, he won't have a stroke, right? Phil was dumbfounded, his eyes full of anticipation.

An hour later, looking at Edward, who was slumped on the sofa, his head drooping, his eyes glazed, and his expression in a trance, Phil felt very sorry and missed his phone and circle of friends very much.

Edward felt just one word at this time, dizzy.

In the evening, I drank the famous fruit wine of Luoma Town, although the degree is not high, but the fruity aroma is rich, sweet and delicious, and full of stamina.

Studies have proved that whether the body is strong or not, and whether the force is strong or not, is not directly related to the amount of alcohol, but is related to the amount of enzyme secreted in the body.

Everything he saw now was a double shadow, the disc-shaped chandelier above his head was so dangling that he couldn't keep his eyes open, and the crowd was dancing with excitement spinning around his head, and he was still trying to keep up with his brain and his sight.

As a result, a strong urge suddenly surged into his chest.

Well, with the last shred of sanity left, Edward covered his mouth and lifted his fat ass and ran in the direction of the public bathroom.

But his big head had been killed by the alcohol, and he swayed from side to side as he ran, and in his eagerness he knocked over a chair.

Fortunately, Campbell's butler, who was quick with his hands, helped him and dragged the big thing into the bathroom, and then he heard a loud jetting sound.

Vomit, Phil imagined the tragic scene in the bathroom, and he felt a little like vomiting, so he quickly diverted his attention and looked for someone's figure.

"What did you do?" a voice suddenly sounded in the little fat man's ears, scaring him half to death.

Phil looked up, and a delicate face appeared in front of him.

Catherine, the Great Demon King, was pinching a piece of dried fruit, nibbling on it in small bites, her face flushed, and she looked at him with a smile.

"It's nothing, I'm looking for Anna. The little fat man hurriedly explained, and after checking left and right, he wanted to lift his legs and leave the danger area.

As a result, before she could take a second step, Catherine grabbed her by the back collar and turned her hand, and she had to face her head-on.

"You're not right tonight, you must have some bad idea. "Catherine seems to be very drunk tonight, at least eight points drunk, and the ladies just now poured Edward en masse, and she is the leader.

Now drunk just right, the perception is unprecedentedly sharp.

"Not really, maybe a little tired. Phil continued to argue that arguing with a drunk person was like committing suicide, hoping to get over quickly.

He promised that the next morning, the other party would never think of anything, and all that was left was a splitting headache and a throat that wanted to breathe fire.

"Phil, Phil, Phil, you're my son, I'm your mother, I know you're going to pull as soon as you pout your ass..." Catherine pinched the little fat man's face with both hands, fiddling with it from side to side, and the smell of wine in her mouth hit Phil's face, making him want to vomit even more.

Stop, and the flavor will be even stronger if you continue to talk about it.

Phil quickly covered Catherine's mouth, broke free from the clutches of the devil, turned and ran.

At this time, it's better to stay away, there is an old lady with amazing perception, and it is definitely Gaia, the goddess of the earth, who is punishing him.

Catherine's last words were learned from him.

Not only Catherine, but Anna is now learning from him full of slang from her past life.

Sometimes when the two of them are together, it really makes him feel like he has returned to his previous life, chatting with his friends, farting, and complaining.

Edward was already dead tonight, and he didn't need to step on it again, so Phil forgot about him for the time being and began to focus on another plan for tonight.

Blair was accompanying a few children so that they wouldn't bump into each other when they were fighting, and he had to be careful not to be turned out by a little girl, said under pressure.

Fortunately, now Phil's biggest baby is in her room, hidden very secretly, which makes her somewhat relieved.

"Ahh

Blair was wandering when he heard something calling behind him and turned his head to look.

I saw a little fat man showing his little head at the door and waving to her. The expression is obscene, the demeanor is sneaky, and it doesn't look like it's in your own home at all.

When Blair came to him, Phil whispered, "Where's the goods?"

"......" Blair really didn't know if he was doing the right thing.

All of Phil's personal belongings, including toys, clothes, and books, were all sorted out by her, so it was impossible for Phil to hide any secrets from her, and he didn't hide them from her.

Under the obscenity of the little fat man, not only can she not report, but she often becomes an accomplice.

The last time she had brought the small half box of ice wine into the house.

As a reward, Phil has always been generous, and he will leave her a copy of any good thing.

The same goes for ice wine, and the little fat man waved his hand and gave her two bottles.

The crystal bottle is very beautiful, and the golden liquor is even more beautiful, and Blair likes it very much, and subconsciously takes it into his hand.

But when she drank it in her mouth, she realized that she was obviously on a thief ship.

For a while, it was so bitter that I couldn't even taste the wine in my mouth.

As the saying goes, there are two if there is one, and that's true.

When it comes to wooing corruption, the little fat man is an expert.

The second time the note was passed, the little maid who smuggled the ice wine no longer felt her guilt, and the fall was so rapid.

I am loyal to my little master, our interests are the same, I love children too much, I will be a good mother in the future, Blair emphasized to himself in his heart.

"It's in the cabinet in my room, it's the one with the lock. Blair whispered back.

"Who else knows? It's not seen, is it?"

"No, I didn't even tell little Manman. ”

Phil nodded noncommittally, though he didn't think Blair had any secrets he could resist sharing with the cook's fat daughter.

If it weren't for the lack of evidence, sometimes he really doubted the relationship between the two best friends, and like Lace, Phil even once peeked at the two of them playing kiss.

But if it is, Phil dares to guarantee that Blair is definitely on the attack.

"The amount is too small this time, so I won't give it to you. I'll get you a couple of clothes changing dolls from Gokan City. Limited edition yo. "Anyway, I have promised Anna that I am going to give this blood, so I might as well add Blair's share.

A sheep is also a belt, and a flock of sheep is also a drive.

What's more, as they get along for a longer time, the little maid and him have more and more tacit understanding.

Even Phil couldn't help but worry about how reluctant he would be when Blair got married in a few years.

Looking at the adults on the first floor, Phil felt that he had a really good day.

The next morning, as Phil had expected, the morning exercise was canceled, and he had a rare good night's sleep.

It wasn't until breakfast that Edward's fat figure appeared at the table, his face full of embarrassment.

Phil looked at Devargo's pale face, bloodshot eyes, and weak eating, and was very satisfied.

Starting today, after stretching every afternoon, there is a new content, which is to train with Natalie.

Unicorns can only reach adulthood at the age of five, and in order to maintain a longer service time in the future, the owners who have the conditions will not ride in advance, not to mention that Natalie is only a cub now.

There were stables in the mansion, but in the past, they were all shoddy pack horses for pulling carts and Wendi dragons for farming.

But after Princess Natalie's arrival, Campbell's butler arranged a separate room for the little unicorn according to Edward's request, which was warm and comfortable.

Although Phil plays with Natalie every day, the continuous change of environment still makes the little unicorn a little uncomfortable.

She wasn't interested in the beans in the trough at all, just lying on the straw mat and staring blankly at the window.

From time to time, he snorted and muttered, as if complaining about something.

This made Phil, who saw this scene, feel distressed, and quickly stepped forward and knelt on the straw mat, holding Natalie's head in his arms, and gently caressing and comforting it with his right hand on its ear.

In the days when Phil suffered the most, only the little unicorn was with him, bringing him a little comfort in a desperate environment.

Natalie snapped aggrievedly, put her head on Phil's lap and put her head on the pillow, and showed her belly for Phil to tickle it.