In Wuli'ao, Owen brewed a pot of tea again, looked behind him, and secretly added a few sugar cubes to the teapot.

Influenced by Feng Yiping, they now also accept green tea, but in many cases, they still habitually add sugar to it.

There is no way, they will indeed be more afraid of bitterness and prefer sweeterness.

Because of this, Feng Yiping said that he was a waste of resources more than once, because he couldn't drink that ordinary tea now. Although it was not all the legendary top-quality Longjing, it was of similar quality in essence.

Irving and others always develop the habit of sneaking and hiding when adding sugar.

With a "ding" sound, the hot stuff in the microwave can be released just in time.

Owen slapped her and directly brought out a large plate of Feng Yiping and his special snacks from inside, which were the fried glutinous rice round cakes, round croquettes.

It smells so good!

Owen rubbed his somewhat hot hands, hummed a small song, took out a bag of powdered sugar from the cabinet, and sprinkled it on it carefully.

These days, they have all kinds of Chinese snacks and powdered sugar, and there is nothing wrong with it.

As soon as he went out, he didn't need to greet him. Several guys came around as they smelled the smell, picked up one or several directly with their claws, and stuffed them into their mouths.

"Huh, perfect!" A guy said with his eyes closed.

Irving quickly grabbed a few, "It's not enough, there are still some inside,"

In the past two days, they are actually on vacation. Let’s not talk about Feng Jiachong, and they don’t need them at all. Although they have not relaxed at all in Wuliao, they actually know that these arrangements are really redundant here.

It was already time for everything to be silent, let alone humans, even dogs have gone to bed.

But there is another kind of animal cry that they rarely heard with their own ears before. At this time, there will be a few sporadic sounds, which are chicken cries.

The road, which is still brightly lit, is very empty at this time. Sometimes a few cars may rush by, or sprinkle a series of unrestrained laughter or leave a series of wanton strange screams.

Needless to say, these must be those guys who have eaten too much and were idle these two days. While the adults at home fell asleep, they invited friends and girlfriends to come out to vent their energy and restlessness that had nowhere to rest.

Owen shook his head, and it turns out that the young people in that country are the same.

He quietly walked to the living room and looked inside. His boss was no exception.

In the living room, there was a bit of a mess. Feng Yiping, Xiao Zhijie, and Wang Changning were lying on the three sofas with their backs. Although they were not asleep yet, they were not as lively as they were at the beginning of the dinner and were somewhat sleepy.

As long as Feng Yiping is at home during the Spring Festival, this is their unshakable agenda.

They are not at their parents' house or with their girlfriends. They are the three former sluts here, eating and drinking freely, and bragging, spending half a day and a night.

It can be regarded as revisiting the old days.

"Hey, hey," Wang Changning got a longan from the table and threw it at Xiao Zhijie opposite him, "Are you asleep Xiao Pangpang?"

Xiao Zhijie took away the hand blocking his eyes, "How could he fall asleep?" He glanced at the wine glass placed on the ground, leaving only a little bit at the bottom of the glass, turned over and sat up, calmed down, grabbed a bottle of red wine with half left, and filled his own, "Where is the wine glass, find it,"

Feng Yiping reached out to the ground and said, "Here,"

Xiao Zhijie filled them one by one and looked at the empty bottles on the table. "This year has set a new record, and this is the fourth bottle," he said.

Wang Changning also turned over and sat up, "I can't even drink well,"

"I'm sleepy, are you sleepy?"

Feng Yiping lay lazily there, "I feel sleepy, but I can't sleep, so I feel comfortable."

"Yes, An Yi," Wang Changning took another big sip of wine in order to express his agreement.

"Tsk tsk, you can tell at a glance that you two must be very well-regarded at home. When you haven't relaxed like this, I said, can you two be more manly and how many times can you be a hero occasionally?" Xiao Zhijie always takes this position.

Without exception, he had no good ending. He threw a handful of melon seeds, a few candies, and a box of tissues at him.

"Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore," he raised his hand and begged for mercy.

"I told you to pretend," Wang Changning picked up a kumquat and threw it over, "If you dare to be so presumptuous at home now, will Qiu Ling punish you for not being able to go to bed for a month?"

This is the bad side of living together. If you dare to take your friends home and make a mess of your home, you will definitely have a good life next.

Generally speaking, most girls may not like to clean and tidy up their rooms, but they will definitely measure the hygiene and tidyness of their homes based on severe obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Can you be so good?" Xiao Zhijie replied to Wang Changning and a few chestnuts.

"So I don't pretend," Wang Changning picked it up and threw it back.

Feng Yiping also sat up, held the wine glass, and watched the two guys having a smile.

This can be said to be his relaxing time.

As his reputation grew and his wealth became more and more abundant, more and more people were polite in front of him, fearing that they would not respect him enough.

Although Feng Yiping doesn't like this, he can't change this situation.

You've been polite and respect is beyond your reach. How can you still expect to be able to communicate with them equally? You can say whatever you want and say whatever you want?

The relationship with Page Brin is naturally good, but after all, the cultural backgrounds are different. In terms of common language, how can these two guys grow up in the same place, eat under the same roof, and in the same pot?

There are so many things that Huang Jingping and Ma Ling can’t say that are hard to say. It’s the most appropriate thing to tell these two guys.

The two guys who were playing like children saw Feng Yiping giggling there and immediately had a tacit understanding. Suddenly, Feng Yiping's head and body fell a lot of food and fun.

"I'm talking about you two guys," he said angrily.

But he was actually angry.

If these two best friends, when they meet him, they will call Mr. Feng, and be polite and orderly in front of him, that is his sorrow, which fully shows that he has failed in life.

"Okay, OK," he looked at the living room that was really messy, "Go out and have a good time?"

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There were several heaters next to the table, and three people were wearing sweaters and sitting in the yard, looking at the town below with street lights, they all felt very satisfied.

"I dare not think about it," said Xiao Zhijie. "When I was in school, who would believe it if someone said that the town could become like this?"

In terms of scale, Wuliao is at least incomparable to the city, but in terms of vitality, at least the province cannot find a place that can match it.

"When we were in school, who would believe that we could achieve such achievements now?" Wang Changning said.

"Oh, I remember once you told me that we will definitely be able to take luxury cars and live in villas in the future. At that time, we came to listen to it in a fantasy, but then how could we know about Mercedes-Benz and BMW? We didn't even dare to think about a better bicycle. Unexpectedly, it has been easily realized now."

"This is really, so smooth that even we ourselves find it incredible," said Xiao Zhijie. "But who has given us a super genius guy who is so amazing,"

"Haha, it's just that we are born with a very good luck,"

They both knew that if they said something thankful, it would not only be lighter, but also seem fake, so they would use this joke to express their feelings.

"I can only say that we are born with good luck," Feng Yiping also said.

As soon as the riot was just now, now the wind blew, the three of them woke up again. They were in the yard, looking at Wuli'ao below, chatting around the world, and chatting until the east was white, and the sound of firecrackers came from some places.

"Calm the day and notify me early," naturally chatted with some real things. When they heard that they were planning to get married this year, Feng Yiping repeatedly reminded him.

"Of course, let the richest man Feng be his best man, how can you miss such an opportunity?" Xiao Zhijie said.

"Yiping, I have been wanting to ask, when are you and Jingping going to get married?" Wang Changning hesitated for a moment and said it.

"this……,"

"I said, you can't have other people, right?" Xiao Zhijie said casually.

Next, when he saw Feng Yiping's expression, he was stunned, "I said, no!"

This guy has always had this ability, and he can always tell the truth about something.

The phone rang, "I'll answer the phone," Feng Yiping said.

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Chapter completed!