Fighting

The wine in Liuxiang Pavilion is indeed very good, so Song Zhiyu has drunk it.

"Be careful, I won't pull you if I fall into the pit." Baoda Ting held his childhood friend's hand tightly. Oh, if the two of them hadn't fought together and wet the bed when they were young, he wouldn't have accompanied him to the cottage to the slim floor.

When Song Zhiyu heard this, he pinched his bun's face with both hands and said aggrievedly: "I'm still brother, I'm so miserable. Come and piss with me, you're talking so much."

Bao Tak hiding from his claws, and said sharply: "My master, you haven't washed your hands yet after you have peed."

The killer, the remaining urine was covered with the face of this Qiandao, haha.

Song Zhiyu let go of her hand and smiled foolishly: "It's time!"

Bao asked, but couldn't help him, so he turned around and went to the clean room to wash his face. When he washed his hands and face with Xiangpanzi, he turned around and said, "Let's go...?"

Where is the person?

Song Zhiyu staggered through a row of houses, and suddenly a burst of teasing came, and someone mentioned his name.

"Oh, why do I say that people are too lucky to drink cold water when they are unlucky? Look at that boy Song Yulang, what else do you say about being born with good luck? Bah, good luck can also be a man and a wife! Oh, the wishes of Huaihe River are really effective. I have to put a hundred cups back."

"Liu Wu, you can't say that. What's the matter with a man? Is it a woman? Can you compare it after turning off the light? I'm just curious. Is Song Yulang at the top or bottom of this wedding?"

"Just like him, he can be on top, but dreaming, the princess is afraid that he can lift him down with one hand." Liu Wu laughed loudly: "Although the lights are turned off, this woman can still feel it when she turns off the lights. Look at our zither girl, isn't it just fragrant and soft? Princess, I'm afraid it's hard everywhere."

Another burst of teasing came.

Song Zhiyu woke up instantly, kicked the door and rushed straight into the room.

Suddenly someone broke in and had a teasing sound. Before everyone could see the person clearly, they felt a flash in front of them. The banquet was rushed up and the food was kicked away.

Screams suddenly erupted.

"I'll go, your uncle, Liu Laowu, you are a grandson. I haven't settled the score with you yet. You can dodge this turtle and fart." Song Zhiyu threw down Liu Ning, who was wearing a big red robe, rode flexibly on him, and opened his bow with both hands.

"I told you to arrange my wife here, and I will kill you, my grandson." Song Zhiyu's hands hit Liu Ning's face one after another.

Liu Ning screamed: "Song Yulang, why are you crazy?"

"I'm just going crazy, what's wrong with beating you, aren't you very capable? Say it, keep talking!" Song Zhiyu punched him in the eye.

Fortunately, he had drunk a lot of wine before, and his body was a little soft and he couldn't do much effort, otherwise Liu Ning would have become a pig's head.

But even so, Liu Ning still had a glimpse of his face, pushed him away, and said, "Are you dead? Don't you pull him away and beat him up."

The others also reacted and hurried over to fight, but did not dare to attack Song Zhiyu.

What a good guy, what a story behind his back, but you dare to beat this little bully?

All of the people here are playboys, but playboys are divided into family levels. Liu Ning is the prince of the Hou’s Mansion, not the others. The father and brother in the family are not as strong as Song Zhiyu’s elder brother. If you touch him, wouldn’t you cause trouble for the family?

The most important thing is that the future county horse of this current Princess Dongyang is said to be particularly frustrated by the Dingbei Palace. If he knew that he had beaten Song Yulang, he would have been a life-threatening person.

You can't beat it or move it, at most you can use some black hands.
Chapter completed!