"Come on, brother, I'll give you a drink!"

As soon as the food was served, father Fang couldn't wait to pour wine for Chen Bahuang, and his elder brother shouted and let the wine be stuffed.

His actions made Fang Jing and his daughter look puzzled.

Before cooking, my dad was as incompatible with Chen Bahuang as if he was an enemy. How could he cook for a meal? These two people turned into wars like a honeymoon?

Especially my father, the little look he looked at Chen Bahuang, he was a real fan!

Mother Fang couldn't bear to watch it anymore, and slapped the chopsticks on her hand on the dining table, glaring at the man angrily: "Fang Zhihai, why are you nervous? Your elder brother is short, isn't this relationship messed up?"

Fang Jing also nodded violently, agreeing with her mother's words.

The wine is aroused by the courage. After two glasses of wine, Fang’s dad was braver and he became very bold: “What do you know? We are all in our own hands. Brother, let’s ignore these girls, let’s drink!”

Looking at his enthusiastic father-in-law, Chen Bahuang could only bite the bullet and stay with him and was bored.

The two of them started to drink as if no one was around, and killed two bottles of white wine in an hour.

"Brother, let's drink it again..."

Dad Fang raised his wine glass with a blurred look and thumped on the table without any waking up.

And Chen Bahuang is still like a person who has no one.

"This dead ghost, you can't drink and you have to show off your strength. Jing'er, please clean up and I'll help your dad back to your room to rest."

Fang's mother helped Fang's father back to the room to rest, leaving Fang Jing and Chen Bahuang to clean up the table together.

"You should sleep with me tonight!" After seeing her parents entering the room, Fang Jing finally found the opportunity to arrange for Chen Bahuang to sleep tonight.

But after saying that, his face looked like a ripe red apple.

"So beautiful!" Chen Bahuang couldn't help but praise him secretly.

Fang Jing knew that her mother suspected that they had faked marriage and was afraid that her mother would suddenly check the rounds, so she didn't dare to let Chen Bahuang sleep on the floor. When she was sleeping, she could only place a quilt in the middle of the bed to separate the two of them.

I slept in the same room with a man and a widow. Chen Bahuang drank so much wine on the same bed, and Fang Jing's heartbeat was thumping and he was very nervous.

She kept turning on the light and didn't dare to sleep. She also wrapped her body with another quilt, leaving only one head outside.

"What did you say to my dad before the meal? Why did his attitude towards you change so quickly?"

After sleeping for half an hour, Fang Jing felt relieved after seeing Chen Bahuang without any small movements. He turned around and asked with curiosity.

"I didn't say anything, just tell him that I had been a soldier before," Chen Bahuang replied casually.

Chen Bahuang's words made Fang Jing suddenly realize: "No wonder, my father has always admired the soldiers, especially the Eight Desolate God of War. By the way, I heard that you have also been on the battlefield before. Have you ever seen the Eight Desolate God of War that is so powerful that the world is full of power?"

When talking about the Eight Desolates of War God, Fang Jing looked at the little stars, and he could tell at a glance that he was the fan of the Eight Desolates of War God.

“See it!”

Chen Bahuang looked strange. It turned out that this girl was still a fan of her. If she reported her identity now, would she remove the quilt in the middle tonight?

"Have you ever seen the Eight Desolates of War God? What does he look like? Isn't he very tall and mighty? He can get millions of enemies in one move?" Fang Jing sat up excitedly and asked anxiously.

She always wanted to get a photo of the Eight Desolates War God, but this Eight Desolates War God was very mysterious and never showed her true face. Even if she went to the battlefield, she would wear a butterfly mask.

"Get the heads of a million people in one move? Am I so powerful? Why don't I know?" Chen Bahuang was stunned for a moment, and said to himself with a dark face.

Fang Jing didn't hear it clearly, and looked puzzled: "What did you say?"

"I said I am the God of War in Bahuang. Do you think I am that powerful?" Chen Bahuang looked at Fang Jing and wanted to see the other party's expression as surprised as her father.

But after hearing Chen Bahuang's words, Fang Jing showed fierce eyes and said angrily: "Did you tell my dad just now that you are the God of War that is powerful in the world?"

Chen Bahuang was confused by Fang Jing's appearance, why was the monk a little different from what he expected!

But I still answered honestly: "Yes, when your dad asked me about my identity, I answered truthfully."

Fang Jing widened her eyes, looking confused, "You...How did you make my dad believe you're such a lie?"

"What a lie, how come I'm lying?" Chen Bahuang looked depressed and had a long time of trouble. It turned out that she thought she was lying to her and her dad.

"Stop, although your name is also called Bahuang, please don't insult the word "God of War"?"

Fang Jing stared at Chen Bahuang with contempt and continued, "If you honestly have never seen the Eight Wilderness God of War, no one thinks you are like. After all, the Eight Wilderness God of War has always been mysterious, but you actually pretended to be the Eight Wilderness God of War. It's so disgusting!"

Fang Jing was so angry that her chest kept rising and falling. She turned around and covered her head with a quilt, not wanting to listen to Chen Bahuang’s nonsense anymore.

No wonder my dad gave him money and even got to be brothers and brothers.

It turned out that he was cheating on his father in the name of the Eight Wilderness God of War. It was so hateful!

Fang Jing's favor for Chen Bahuang instantly dropped to freezing point.

Even because of his anger, he forgot to guard against Chen Bahuang.

In her mind, the God of War in the Eight Desolations is a hero, an idol, and a dream lover. The little man in front of her who only revolves around women is apart from the mysterious God of War in the Eight Desolations!

"I······"

Chen Bahuang was speechless, why did he insult the name of the God of War?

Seeing Fang Jing covered her head with disgust, she didn't even give her a chance to explain.

Chen Bahuang was particularly depressed. No one believed the truth these days!

Fang Jing held her breath all night until midnight before falling asleep.

Moreover, she hadn't had a good rest for two days and slept very heavily. She turned over in the middle of the night and regarded Chen Bahuang as a doll who usually sleeps with her arms.

Early in the morning, just as dawn, a scream suddenly sounded in the room.

"Ah... Chen Bahuang, you bastard!"

Fang Jing woke up and found that Chen Bahuang was actually sleeping on her bed with his shirtlessness.

And I was also in disheveled, and the two or three buttons on the top of the pajamas were opened, revealing my milk-like skin.

The most important thing is that she actually lay on Chen Bahuang's chest, and... and she slept soundly!

"Why did you... take off your clothes?"

Fang Jing also found that the person who crossed the line was actually him. He pointed at Chen Bahuang with a frosty face for a long time before he could put this sentence in his mouth.

"I drank some wine with your dad last night, and it was a bit hot, so I took it off. You ran over to hug me in the middle of the night, but it didn't matter to me! And what if you called you so loudly, your parents misunderstood?" Chen Bahuang looked innocent.

But I was already filled with joy.
Chapter completed!