Although he was full of heart to fight again, under the influence of alcohol, Zhu Fengyin suddenly felt that the world was spinning. Finally, he let out a light ugh in his throat, staggered a few times, and then fell down on the table. It was obviously impossible.
Mu Yun couldn't help but smile when he saw this, but Yan Ting couldn't hide her annoyance and said: "Damn Xiao Mu, are you satisfied now?"
Mu Yun smiled slightly, looked Yan Ting up and down with his drunken eyes, and said sincerely in admiration: "Ting'er, you are so beautiful."
Yan Ting was startled when she heard this, and then her face turned red with embarrassment. She lowered her head and snorted: "Damn it, Xiaomu, stop talking nonsense to this heroine here. What... Ting'er, call her Sister Ting."
Mu Yun smiled and said: "The little girl pretends to be a big-tailed wolf, and even becomes the 'leader' of the alliance in a serious manner. Ha... tell me honestly, do you want to rob the rich again when you come to Pingliang?"
Poverty relief business?"
Yan Ting gave Mu Yun a roll of her eyes and said angrily: "It's none of your business, huh... I won't join the gang no matter what, so don't ask around."
Mu Yun glanced around, then suddenly came closer, grabbed Yan Ting's small waist, and then chuckled: "Are you from the God of Cooking?"
Yan Ting did not expect that Mu Yun would dare to be so presumptuous. She was horrified and embarrassed. While struggling, she scolded: "Damn Xiao Mu, let me go! You... damn thief!"
Mu Yun was excited when he heard this, thinking that he was indeed a bit of a slut. But at this time, he was drunk, so he simply smiled and said: "If you die, you will die as a thief. Anyway, all the members of the Four Heroes Alliance were drunk by me."
, now that you are alone, why don't you just let me control you? Hehe... do you want to give me an explanation or not?"
Yan Tingfang was heartbroken, and her timid body could not muster any strength at all. She could only lower her head and said in a serious voice: "So what, Liang Fukuan is an iron cock who never pulls out his hair, so it is natural for him to 'show kindness'.
"
Mu Yun couldn't help but exclaimed: "You are wrong this time. The God of Cooking just donated 200,000 taels of silver to the victims of the Shu disaster. How can you say that it was nothing? Besides, taking by force is not the right way. You
It’s better for a girl to wash her hands in a golden basin as soon as possible.”
Yan Ting was completely surprised, her eyes widened and she said: "What?! Liang Fukuan actually donated 200,000 taels of silver to the victims? Xiaomu, where did you hear this? This is completely nonsense.
"
Mu Yun knew in his heart that Xiaolei wouldn't lie, so he said firmly: "Anyway, it's true. In addition, Miss Liang is my friend. You just think it's my superficiality, so you can show your favor this time, okay?"
Yan Ting froze inwardly, and couldn't help frowning and humming: "Damn Xiaomu, how can you get so many...friends? Anyway, this heroine never believes that Liang Fukuan is so generous, most likely he is doing a trick of fraudulent donations.
, to deceive fools like you who get dizzy after being given a little sweetness."
Mu Yun smiled bitterly after hearing this, but Yan Ting squinted at him and said, "Xiao Mu, don't be unconvinced. Xiao Zhu just checked the prefect's account the night before yesterday, and there were many people who underpaid or even made fraudulent donations.
But your grandfather Mr. Xing is really kind-hearted and actually donated 300,000 taels of snowflake silver."
Mu Yun felt an inexplicable sense of pride in his heart, and then he said sternly: "Master Chef God may not be what you think. Maybe he just wants to be silent and become a blockbuster."
Yan Ting hesitated for a moment, and finally hummed: "Okay, at worst, let Xiaozhu run again tonight."
"If Liang Fukuan is really kind this time, I will let him go."
Mu Yun looked at Yan Ting's charming look that wanted to refuse but still welcomed her. He immediately felt his heart trembling. He simply came closer and closer, and said with satisfaction: "That's what you said, um... give it to me..."
Yan Ting instinctively felt frightened, and just as she was about to scold her, Mu Yun had already continued: "... Dier, don't think I can't remember you when I'm drunk. Where are you hiding?"
When Yan Ting saw Mu Yun, she started to search it roughly. She was so frightened that she lost her mind and hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "Don't wait! Wait until I take it out to you."
After saying that, she took out the "Yijin" piccolo from her sleeve and handed it to Mu Yun. Mu Yun took it and carefully wrapped it in his bag, and then drank the remaining wine with unfulfilled interest.
Yan Ting's face turned red and white, and she said cautiously: "Can you...let me go first?"
Mu Yun ignored him and drank a few more drinks before he said slowly: "I'm full of wine and food. Thank you for your hospitality. I said Ting'er, can you call me brother again?"
Yan Ting couldn't help but her cheeks turned red, but when she saw Mu Yun's drunken eyes and hazy eyes, there was still a hint of "choosing people to eat", she felt an inexplicable feeling of shame in her heart, and after a long while, she finally said in a low voice: "Mu Yun...
elder brother."
Mu Yun let out a sigh of satisfaction before letting go of Yan Ting's slender waist. Although Yan Ting breathed a sigh of relief, she suddenly became very angry and wanted to rush over and bite Mu Yun hard.
Mu Yun's face was also flushed and his ears were hot. He barely suppressed the sweetness in his heart, and then he said harmoniously: "Then I'll take my leave first. Remember to order some sobering soup later and give everyone a bowl. Alas... you...
It’s time for this girl to learn to take care of others.”
Yan Ting was filled with embarrassment and couldn't help but spat: "What a bastard, why are you nagging me? Get out of here, I don't want to see you again."
Mu Yun was disliked again, and he suddenly felt dumbfounded. As he walked downstairs, he felt puzzled again. Speaking of which, the titles such as "dead lewd thief, greedy man, stingy, stinking drunkard, and gossip" were somewhat typical.
It can be followed, but I really don’t know what the weird name of “obstructing the main goods” is.
Yu Bingru and three other people came to the sword-making hall all the way, and saw Tong Shangzhi and Yu Miaohe leading Du Zetao and Hou Kui out of the gate, with Feng Bo following behind to see off the guests.
Pang Zijian was so anxious that he hurried forward and said quickly: "I have seen these two uncles, has Sister Xing come back?"
Before Tong Shangzhi and Yu Miaohe could answer, Hou Kui shrank involuntarily. He had gauze wrapped around his face and one eye was completely covered. It looked like he was seriously injured.
Seeing Pang Zijian's anxious expression, Yu Miaohe felt secretly puzzled. He hesitated and said: "My niece may have been wronged by the two nephews and was angry and refused to go home. Fortunately, Mr. Xing was magnanimous..."
Pang Zijian's expression became more and more miserable, and he said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Rong Bing, I heard what Miss Yu said before, I'm afraid Sister Xing had an accident."
Yu Bingru walked forward without saying a word, took out the piece of skirt and handed it over with both hands. Tong Shangzhi and Yu Miaohe immediately looked at each other, but Du Zetao and Hou Kui looked at each other and were speechless for a moment.
Yu Miaohe rolled his eyes and said coldly: "Master Nephew Du, Master Nephew Hou, what is going on?"
Du Zetao and Hou Kui each paused and said in unison: "Uncle Mingjian, it's not us."
Yu Miaohe was angry and was about to scold him again, but Pang Zijian had already said quickly: "Two junior uncles, there is no need to doubt Junior Brother Du and Junior Brother Hou. I know this matter well. Let's go in and see Mr. Xing first."