"Uncle, can't I call you uncle? I'll marry you, and I'll compensate you for your clothes. Can you be more sober? Life is at stake. The third young master should get angry in a while." Qingyi was about to be angry by this drunkard.

"Get a wife for me? Let's take it down. You have been single for tens of thousands of years, so you'd better pay me one more piece of clothing." The drunkard said, tilting his head and continuing to drink wine.

The spirits flowed out from the corners of his mouth, flowed to his chin, and then continued down his delicate collarbone...

The already wet front was even wet. The white clothes and fabric were pressed against his fair skin, making people unable to help but see four words in their minds... the temptation of wet body.

Although this alcoholic is an alcoholic, she is not sloppy at all. On the contrary, she is very clean. The point is that she looks so handsome....

Ahem, it's just very pretty, so pretty that it looks better than a girl.

Qingyi snatched the wine gourd with the "Jigong style" in his hand.

Because he was still holding the alcoholic medicine box, he could only hold his wine gourd very roughly under his armpit:

"At worst, I can marry you, I can marry you."

"Return the wine... cough cough." The alcoholic was about to grab the wine gourd, but when he heard Qingyi's words, he almost choked to death by a sip of wine.

After a moment of a moment or two, the drunkard shook Qingyi's hand away, and was so scared that he didn't even want the wine gourd, and stumbled and ran out.

Qingyi caught up in just a few steps, pulled his back collar and walked towards the main villa:

"Brother, stop making trouble. The third young master is really going to get angry. Come with me to save the person first... No, can you save the cat?"

Qingyi felt cold on the back of his neck when he thought of Jun Moyan's dark face.

The third young master was injured himself and never saw him like this before. It was really worse than his injury.

By the way, wasn't it going to deliver the goods? Why did you bring back a half-dead cat and Jun Shao himself, and he was injured?

I have to ask Baiyi what the situation is

"Oh, you are a blue-like person with a beastly heart. You hide deeply enough. I treat you as a brother. You actually want to marry me. Do you still want to sleep with me? Let me tell you, let me dispel this terrible idea as soon as possible. My drunkard likes women, a woman with fragrant piaopiao, no, a woman with wine fragrance, not a rough man with sweat." The drunkard was pulled on the collar and almost fell down several times.

This series of very smooth words made Qingyi wonder if this guy was deliberately pretending to be drunk.

"Can you shut up? The whole Wuyuan heard your voice. Do you have to wake everyone up?" Qingyi was going crazy. This dead drunkard, waiting for you to sober up, see if I don't beat me...

Forget it, it would be strange if he could wake up from alcohol.

"Stop pulling it, I'm going to be strangled by you." The drunkard pulled the collar of his throat tightly and rolled his eyes. While he was forced to retreat with Qingyi's pace, he opened his mouth wide.

Qingyi didn't bother to pay attention to him, so she pulled him back and walked forward.

"Help, come quickly. Qingyi's shameless plan to me is a bad person. I am drunkard and chrysanthemums will be out of order tonight."

Qingyi staggered and almost fell to the ground.

If he hadn't been with this crazy drunkard for a long time and had become accustomed to his crazy words, he would have been so angry that he would have vomited blood and died.

"I'm going to lose my reputation tonight. This society is too dark. The moon is dark and the wind is so high that I blatantly rob the young man. Is there anyone else to care about it?"
Chapter completed!