Chapter 18 Drunk

"Xiaofan, come and have a drink!"

"Xiaofan, how about trying this? It's specially made for you."

"Xiaofan, don't worry about eating, there are so many dishes."

Grandpa Tang, Aunt Tang, and Grandma Tang diligently served themselves vegetables.

Especially Wan Qian, who was afraid that she wouldn't have the energy to do that if she didn't have enough to eat, so she kept putting food into the bowl with a charming smile.

After a while, the bowl in front of Zhang Fan was filled with delicious food.

Tang Wuye is very good at calculating.

He knew that Zhang Fan had feelings of resistance in his heart.

Therefore, if Zhang Fan is not drunk tonight, he will definitely not work hard in bed.

Therefore, Tang Wuye found various excuses to persuade him to drink.

It didn't take long for Zhang Fan to drink more than a kilogram and burn the knife.

By eight o'clock in the evening.

His face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol.

"That's almost it."

Tang Wuye glanced at Zhang Fan, stood up and said, "Qianqian, I'll leave this place to you. Remember to seize the time and take the opportunity to come two more times. It's best to keep him overnight."

"Honey, let's go outside and watch."

Although Zhang Fan's face was red from drinking, he had not reached the point where the world was spinning and his mind was still clear. He almost vomited blood when he heard these words.

When he saw Mr. Tang Wu and his wife go out and then guard outside like door gods, he knew something was serious.

Wan Qian closed the door and walked over with a smile: "Xiao Fan..."

"Little aunt."

Seeing Wan Qian coming, Zhang Fan felt his throat was a little dry and said, "I'm really not in the mood today, and I can't accept Grandpa Tang's approach, otherwise..."

Before Zhang Fan finished speaking, Wan Qian had already walked up to him, sat on his lap without any hesitation, and wrapped her arms around his neck like a spiritual snake.

Feeling the softness on his legs, looking at the towering peaks in front of him, and the faint body fragrance, Zhang Fan felt his lower abdomen swollen and hot, blood all over his body surged crazily, and his head went blank.

Just when Zhang Fan felt that he couldn't control himself, Wan Qian leaned forward, put her small mouth to his ear, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "You are not here, Grandpa Tang, there are only two of us, Xiao Fan, let's go to the room!"

"

"I…"

Zhang Fan desperately turned his head to the side, trying to stay away as far as possible.

"Is it possible that you want to be here?"

Wan Qian's red lips parted lightly, and she smiled sweetly in his ear: "Your Grandpa Tang and the others are outside... But if you want, Auntie will accompany you, it seems quite exciting."

Zhang Fan gritted his teeth, feeling that he couldn't hold on if this continued, so he quickly said: "Auntie, you get up first."

"Then you agreed to go to the room with aunt?"

Wan Qian smiled, but still had no intention of getting up.

"Yeah." Zhang Fan nodded, he wanted to slow down.

"Then my aunt will go to the room and wait for you..."

As Wan Qian stood up, she stretched out her jade finger and lightly traced Zhang Fan's face. Zhang Fan couldn't help but tremble all over.

Zhang Fan took a deep breath, glanced at the closed door, and finally sighed.

"Let's put the breakthrough point at my aunt's side."

After making up his mind, Zhang Fancai staggered into Wan Qian's room, but the moment he entered the room, an intoxicating aroma hit his face.

Clothes and pants of various styles and colors hang on the hangers in the corner.

In an instant, the Yu Huo who had just been suppressed by him suddenly jumped up again.

"Does it look good?"

Wan Qian walked out of the corner, closed the door, and then tilted her head to look at him.

Zhang Fan's heart seemed to be equipped with a motor and beat extremely fast.

He took a few deep breaths: "Auntie, can you let me get ready? Besides, I don't like Grandpa Tang's method."

Wan Qian was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "What do you want to prepare? Isn't my aunt beautiful? You don't want it even if it's all delivered to your door?"

"No, my aunt is very beautiful." Zhang Fan told the truth, and continued: "It's just..."

"Since you think my aunt is beautiful, what are you waiting for?"

"Forget about all the ways. Here, there is only my aunt and you."

As she spoke, Wan Qian took a few steps back, sat on the bed, and stroked her back with her soft, boneless hands.

Then, with Zhang Fan's stunned eyes, she put her right hand in front of her chest, gently pulled it out, and she pulled out a black piece of paper.

"Do you like this way?"

Wan Qian smiled.

"Gulu..."

Zhang Fan was stunned. He was really shocked by his aunt's unexpected action.

Without Wen Xiong, the aunt moved slightly, and the mountains trembled, making Zhang Fan's mouth go dry.

Seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, Wan Qian smiled softly and threw it away. Wen Xiong flew away and landed squarely on Zhang Fan's head.

Zhang Fan only felt that there were flowers in front of his eyes, and then he smelled the fragrance.

The scent... is intoxicating.

"Xiaofan, come to Auntie quickly..."

Wan Qian's eyes were full of spring, and she patted the place beside her gently, motioning for Zhang Fan to come over.

"Gulu..."

Zhang Fan's eyes were red and his heart was beating wildly. He walked towards the bed unconsciously, staring at that beautiful figure.

Seeing Zhang Fan staring at her like a hungry wolf, Wan Qian's heart was beating wildly in anticipation.

…

At the gate, Mr. Tang Wu took a puff of dry cigarette and said, "What did you hear?"

Hearing this, Grandma Tang Wu, who was lying under the door and eavesdropping, stepped back.

"I think I entered the room and couldn't hear it anymore."

Tang Wuye smiled and said: "Xiaofan is young and at the beginning of his life, and Qianqian is so agile that she can't run away."

Even an old man like him can't help but look at his daughter-in-law sometimes. He doesn't believe that Zhang Fan, who is alone and has a drunken wife, can handle it?

"Should we start?"

Grandma Tang Wu smiled and said: "Xiao Fan's breeding is not bad, we will have grandchildren in the future."

"Well, I hope I can do it once."

Mr. Tang Wu also showed a smile, and the Tang family's incense continued. He would have an explanation when he met his ancestors in the future.

The two of them were in a good mood.

But at this moment, a group of people rushed in with flashlights.

The expressions of Mr. Tang Wu and his wife changed, and they stepped forward at the same time and stopped a group of people.

"It's so late, what are you doing here?"

The grand plan was about to be completed, and they didn't want anything to go wrong at this time.

"Tang Wuye, Fu Laoer is dying, let's ask Xiaofan for help!"

"Yeah, I'm still lively in the afternoon, but not in the evening."

"There is a big bump on the back of his head. This matter has nothing to do with Sister Ah Rong. If something happens to him, Sister Ah Rong will also be in trouble."

"We searched for several hours and searched the whole village, but we couldn't find Xiaofan. Later, we heard from Aunt Lin that Xiaofan was here."

"..."

Everyone was talking in a confused manner, and Mr. Tang Wu was a little confused.

But I probably figured it out.
Chapter completed!