The old man touched his body again, but he didn't bring anything...

Uncle roasted chicken was a little speechless.

The old man said hehe, and it seemed a little embarrassed to do that, "Or—"

"Uncle, let's count it on us!" Nalan Zhenyue said slowly.

"We are not short of money, so we'll eat roast chicken!" The fat man shook the meat on his body and went in with Nalan Zhenyue.

"No shortage of money!" Xiaoxin also smiled and agreed.

Xiaoxi leaned over to the old man and said, "Old man, if you are destined to be together, you have to remember to pay it back. The money for three roasted chickens, but you can really eat it!!!" Xiaoxi followed him in after saying that.

The old man was stunned, "Who are they?"

"They..." Uncle Roasted Chicken smiled, "Old man, you are lucky today."

The old man was stunned and the smile of the roast chicken uncle, and at this moment, the drunk old man rushed back, holding two jars of fine wine in his hand.

"Is roast chicken with fine wine the ultimate taste!!!"

"They all went in!" Uncle Roasted Chicken said with a smile.

"Haol, I'm here too!" Old man Zui also went in.

"Amitabha, uncle, is there any roast chicken that can dance?"

After the old man Zui entered, the monk Jieai also appeared and his hands folded.

Uncle roast chicken was stunned. Can roast chicken dance?

Monk Jieai also went in.

The old man and the roast chicken were stunned. At this moment, Xiao Xin heard from inside, "Where is orange juice? Where is orange juice!?"

"Xin Shin-chan, you want to buy orange juice yourself!!!"

Dog's voice, "I just happened to want to drink coconut juice, so I'll go buy some orange juice as well!"

"Doge, you are a man, men need to drink, monk, I am also a man, so I have to drink too!!!"

"Tsk!!!" Qiqi disdained.

The roast chicken uncle reacted and laughed a few times, but the old man looked at the bottom of the roast chicken shop and thoughtfully.

Nalan Zhenyue has not been in a good mood these days since Mo Zifei returned to the Shangjing Emperor, but she finally recovered today. Why do you say that there are so many people around her accompanying her? So you have to work harder... for the sake of the future forever...

The monk Jieai Ai, the old man and Duoge, Nalan Zhenyue Xiaoxin Xiaoxi and Fatty Huohuo, these people completely finished all the roast chicken portions of the roast chicken in the afternoon. Everyone's belly was round, and they were having a lot of fun eating. There was only one left in the store.

The roast chicken uncle found a seat and sat there. For some reason, he seemed very happy to see these people eating roast chicken. These people were really interesting!

"Xiao Zhenyue, where is the flute, let me have a song!!!"

Nalan Zhenyue's cheeks were slightly rosy, and she seemed to have drunk too much, and she was in a very high mood. "Okay, let's have a song!!!"

"Uncle, are there any roast chickens that can dance? Let them come up!!!" The monk also drank too much.

Uncle roasted chicken laughed a few times.

Nalan Zhenyue had an extra flute in her hand, which was the one Qiqi gave her.

The melodious and light flute sound slowly flowed out.

Like little fish jumping, it was very happy.

The drunk old man held the chopsticks and beat the sound of the flute.
Chapter completed!