In the evening, it was a banquet. Liankui and Rongxi class, regardless of you and me, sat around in front of two tables.

Like a good wine and flowing water, Jiang Ling, who has always been stingy, was brought to the table.

Everyone was drunk when they ate this banquet.

No one is restraining himself, and no one is not restraining himself.

Wang Xianzhu stepped on the stool wantonly, pouring jars of flower carvings into her mouth like wine, as if this could throw away all misfortunes and anxiety and burn all happiness on this night.

Li Ertong got drunk early, holding the tree trunk and confessing her red face. The reserved and introverted Qiu He rarely laughed together with the enthusiastic and smooth ones. Jiang Zhongye, who was serious, refused everyone's drinks. He laughed and praised everyone and blessed everyone until everyone stopped toasting, and murmured: "Everything is fine, everything will be fine." Wang Xingbao slapped Jiang Zhongye's back vigorously and shouted something, and then the two of them met fiercely...

"Ahe, do you marry me or not? If you don't marry me, I'm leaving!" Wang Xianzhu came to Du He drunk and clinked his glasses. Du He drank all the wine in the glass without hesitation, but smiled bitterly at Wang Xianzhu's words.

Wang Xianzhu ignored Du He and said drunkenly, "Oh, I know, you men all like women with long hair, small steps, and gentleness, right?"

Du He shook his head and said sincerely, "No... Actually, you are also very beautiful, erect the bead, you will definitely meet a man who likes you as you are."

Wang Xianzhu scoffed. "Of course I am beautiful. There are many people who like me. Do you think I like them?"

Du Heyaran laughed and agreed, "That's right, I think several disciples in your team think you are serious."

Wang Xianzhu snorted casually, "They can't do it, they can't beat me," as he said, Wang Xianzhu suddenly approached Du He's face, and his moist breath was blowing on Du He's face with alcohol, itchy, "Ahe, how do you see me wearing this outfit? My father bought me a wedding dress. I thought the material was good, so I cut this outfit."

Du He shook his drunken eyes, which were a little confused, and looked at them closely, and couldn't help but praise him.

Wang Xianzhu wore a red dress, but not a red dress. Wang Xianzhu, who is as good as a man, hates skirts the most in his life. Even when he came to see Du He, who was longing for the last time, did not take off his pants.

But she was wearing red.

The red long gown should not be in the belt, the red breeches on the legs exposed, the crimson riding boots and the light red middle clothes complement each other. Although they are all in the same color, they are indeed of a moderate depth and complement each other.

"Check the beads, you are very good at this gorgeous color, and it looks very good." Du He's eyes were full of pure appreciation of beauty.

If you say you like it, it is actually not worth mentioning that Du He has not had many contacts with Wang Xianzhu, and at that time Du He and Takahashi Haiyu were not divided, so they had no other thoughts at all. They respect each other as guests after a while.

But the love arises. Wang Xianzhu said at first that she wanted to marry Du He, but it was just a teasing joke. She didn't take it seriously. Who knew that she had left traces in her heart, planted seeds, and could never pull them away.

However, Wang Xianzhu was born free and easy, and Du He said she didn't like it, so she would never get entangled. After today, she would still be the same one, and would not change at all because of others. She would always pursue self and freedom, be free and unrestrained.

After confirming Du He's intention, Wang Xianzhu also calculated a wish, and felt relieved, and then laughed, "Of course, I don't play without playing. Once I have to do it, the things I cut with my own hands are definitely not worse than those of others."

Du He gave a thumbs up with admiration on his face.

Wang Xianzhu then sang her arms with Du He and talked about her brothers.

"I said, brother, how do you think of that girl?" Wang Xianzhu pointed at Jiang Ling not far away and said, "I bet that she will definitely give birth to a son."

Jiang Ling turned around and gave Wang Xianzhu a fierce look, "Did you have a baby with you?"

Wang Xianzhu laughed, "That's not possible. I have already ordered Duhe, how can I be a polygamy!"

Jiang Ling spat, "Don't have a face, whoever has a polygamy with you, just guard your Duhe."

"Ahe, look, it's so stingy. We have the energy we don't have in Shanghai women. If you marry it, you will definitely not lose money. You can manage your family for you." Wang Xianzhu was still spared no effort to promote Du He.

Du He looked at Jiang Ling's back and said in a speechless manner, "Only her? She has a fat word for breasts and fat buttocks."

"I've fought with you two stinky hooligans, it's over, right?"

Jiang Ling flew over a wine jar plug, Du He caught it reflexively and stuffed the plug on his wine jar, "It just so happened that I can't find mine."

"Oh, have you thrown the hydrangea?" Wang Xianzhu started to cheer again, and several disciples who had forgotten the authority of Senior Sister also started to shout.

"I'll tell you to cheer!"

"Beat you a bastard who deceives your master and destroys your ancestors."

"You still dare to run?"

Jiang Ling's face turned slightly red, unable to tell whether he was drunk or shy. He clenched his fists and beat them one by one, and beat them to cry and call them mother. Only then did he suppress these mischievous balls that bullyed his master and destroyed his ancestors and gave himself a breath of anger.

Du He looked at Jiang Ling with beautiful figure, and a strange look flashed through his heart. He was so close that he couldn't tell what it felt, so he disappeared. Du He smiled and opened a jar of wine again.

Huadiao wine is good, just matched with this beautiful scenery under the moon!

The lights are red and the wine is green and the world is drunk, and the fire trees and silver flowers are endless. That night, everyone comes with great pleasure and returns with great pleasure.

The wine was drunk until the sky was light, and the last disciple holding the wine pot fell under the table. The ground was filled with the remaining wine pots and the drunkards sleeping soundly in the jar of wine. The southeast wind gently brushed through these people's hair, and the naughty hair danced in everyone's ears. Apart from the sound of the wind, there was only the sound of drinking in the yard.

The rooster crow sounded on time. After three cries, the person who was still sleeping soundly suddenly took action. First, one, and then, all the people who were about to go out quietly got up.

Some people still had drunkenness in their eyes, but they were also quiet and did not make any sound.

The travelers who were about to set off quietly stood up and left quietly, leaving only a hearty memory and a few people who were sticking to this place.

Before leaving, everyone stayed in front of Jiang Zhongye for a few moments, either with reluctance or blessings.

The world is really chaotic. Fighting among family members is different from fighting outsiders. No matter who stays or leaves, no one is lucky than anyone else. After this disaster, perhaps one out of ten people present may not be left.

I can only wish you blessings and pray for peace.

It is difficult to part, so they did not say goodbye, and perhaps they still thought about having a goodbye.

The person who left was very sober, and the person who stayed was no longer drunk.
Chapter completed!