Originally, she wanted Lu Ming and Gou Dan to drink too, but she thought they were drunk and who would clean up the battlefield, so she specifically promised to let them finish cleaning up and give each of them a jar.

This made Gou Dan, who could only smell the aroma of wine but could not taste it with his tongue, very happy.

Zhou Xiaomeng rubbed her bulging belly, walked to the corner with difficulty, found her special bamboo recliner and opened it, but she was a little embarrassed.

Usually there were just her and Lu Ming, but occasionally when Chu Qingmei came, Lu Ming could only watch.

But now there are two chairs, but there are three people.

She ate too much and just wanted to lie down and look at the moon and count the stars, so she didn't want to let it go.

But who will give the other one to?

But before she could struggle for too long, Zhao Wanning could not wait to lie down on it.

She looked at Chu Qingmei helplessly, a little embarrassed and tangled, and was about to speak.

"Either, or else, give this one to..."

"You guys lie down, I'll go to the house for a while."

He just took this opportunity to see if she had secretly painted his picture again.

"Well, that's all."

As he said that, his legs and feet felt numb and he lay down on it.

It was rare for Zhao Wanning to eat so much that he burped. It smelled of barbecue, hot pot, and green plum wine.

Unfortunately, when I was talking to Zhou Xiaomeng, all the smell squirted onto Zhou Xiaomeng's face.

Angry Zhou Xiaomeng was like a cat with explosive fur.

"Well, don't think that you will make me rich and I have to endure it."

Unfortunately, she also took one, and it seemed to taste even worse.

Zhao Wanning frowned and stared, "Say, keep talking."

"Well, can we be considered even?"

The two of them were chatting and making trouble.

Zhao Wanning looked at the hazy moonlight in the sky. Some words came to his lips several times, but he didn't know whether or how to speak.
Chapter completed!