Unexpectedly, the two separated people would appear in the same place, and Fu Yunche squeezed the ring on his thumb vigorously, so his biggest enemy was Wanqi Shenfeng.

"Oh! It's really a coincidence, Fu Yunche, do you know what this is called? I love her no less than you!" Wanqi Shenfeng leaned outside the door with a very slutty smile, but after looking at the two people who were smiling inside, he couldn't laugh anymore. He was not as good as a Han Fei? This damn woman, who was not the first to share with him with good things, was actually getting more and more undone with this unknown rat.

What is more hateful than an enemy saying that he loves his woman? Fu Yunche has realized that if anyone else, he would feel proud, but Wanqi Shenfeng's words hope that the things he likes are nothing in the eyes of the other party. It seems that he still looks down on this person in his subconscious mind.

Yes, except King Xialan, who is qualified to be with him?

Looking in together, the brows gradually twisted.

They all have unprecedented viciousness, but they don’t know that the two emperors actually do voyeurism.

Han Fei changed his outfit today, wearing a dark green military uniform on him, taking off a dress rack, extremely perfect, as if the military uniform was born for him, full of energy and handsomeness.

The unknown rat? If the Han family had not suffered a disaster, wouldn’t he be as noble as them?

Su Mengdie asked expectantly: "How does it taste? It is logical that the jar will not be opened next year, and it tastes better. This is the red wine that only exists in our place!"

A man frowned, as bitter as if he had eaten coptis chinensis. Is this really wine? It's really hard to swallow: "Are you sure this is for people to drink?" Could it be that he didn't come to find her and deliberately tormented him?

"You are an emperor, a beggar's life, and you don't know how to appreciate it. The elegant men over us all drink foreign wine and red wine. Who can drink rice wine all day long? Even if it's white wine, it's Wuliangye like water. Forget it, don't drink it if you don't like it. Then I'll give you some Erguotou to try it!" They all whispered to her, how much can you drink, and it's not drunk for a thousand cups. Who can drink a big jar of Erguotou and not vomit, she called him grandpa.

It's over fifty degrees, six pounds per jar, and it's a must.

Han Fei couldn't bear the woman's flash of disappointment, so he snatched the wine pot and filled a glass, raised his head and drank it proudly: "The first time I tried it, I couldn't help but resist it. Now I think it's pretty good!"

Su Mengdie held her cheeks with her hands and mocked: "If you drink red wine like this, you will be regarded as a local bun. The red wine should be filled with goblets. When I have the opportunity, I will ask people to make a few pieces of glass and taste it slowly before I can realize the essence of it. Anyway, I will still brew a few jars, and I will drink it today next year!"

August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival, I will accompany you to get drunk that night. Today she can’t drink, and Han Fei is easy to cheat, so he only said that his menstrual period has come, so he believed it. As for Fu Yunche and other people, they wished her not to drink, so they would not have any doubts.

"Okay!" Han Fei was desperate for it. Today in the coming year, perhaps we have been away from right and wrong and settled in a paradise. Only him and her lived a life like a fairy couple. This day is coming: "By the way, why don't you like Fu Yunche?"

Outside the door, Fu Yunche suddenly raised his head and stopped when he turned his finger. As if this sentence had given him a great impact, the Adam's apple began to roll vigorously.
Chapter completed!