After leaving the room, Li Zijun and others waved wildly, attracting many sideways glances.

"Good boy, you've been in there for so long. We just bowed and said hello and came out. Why are you celebrating the New Year in there?"

Li Zijun punched him and joked with envy.

Huzi Moye said: "Are you praised? Tsk tsk, the heavy rain in the south has not stopped for a moment, and your previous approach immediately became smarter. Now some people can't stand it on their faces... Ouch!"

Before he finished speaking, he was hit on the head. Hu Xiu Mo turned around and was about to scold him, but he shut up again when he saw the person coming.

Yue Xiaoyong looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Mustache, your mouth is getting longer and longer."

Hushu Mo is decadent, he really can't afford to offend this big brother of Sijiucheng.

Zhang Qing laughed and said: "Lao Gang Yue even said that I am a hero than you."

"Ya..."

Jing closed his mouth before scolding him. He couldn't scold me. Yue Xiaoyong threatened in a depressed tone: "We'll see who is better at the wine table later."

Zhang Qing laughed and said: "Whoever steps back, bows his head."

Qu Qing laughed: "What kind of bet is this? Whoever loses is the thief!"

Zhang Qing didn't dare...

Yue Xiaoyong glared at Qu Qing angrily and then left. He didn't notice that Li Zijun and others had some weird expressions, otherwise they would definitely not have made this bet.

An hour and a half later, when Yue Xiaoyong was carried off the wine table by several buddies and sent away, he still couldn't figure it out in his groggy head:

How could there be such a wine barrel in the world?

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Chapter completed!