Chapter 534

Tian Ming turned his head and looked at me. Then he was going to get up.

"Pa!!"

I grabbed Tian Ming's arm and shook my head at him.

Tian Ming looked at me very puzzled, but he sat down slowly. The movement between Tian Ming and me is so small that others can't see it at all.

On the other hand, Meng Qing took a long breath after playing with his mobile phone, and then began to toast one by one with a wine glass. The atmosphere in the house was very good, and all faces were smiling.

After Tian Ming sat down, he put his hand directly on his waist and was ready to take out his gun at all times.

I patted him on the thigh, lowered my head and whispered, "don't be nervous!!"

Tian Ming frowned at me and then moved his hand away from his waist.

"Ye, go out to the bathroom with me?" Wei Yiwen stood up and looked at me and shouted.

"OK!!" I nodded, then stuffed the braised meat on the chopsticks into my mouth, wiped my hands, and followed Wei Yiwen to the outside of the room.

"Wait a minute, I'll also go out to release water..." at this time, Zhao Dabiao also stood up and hurried to my side.

"Then go together..." I smiled and nodded.

"I'll go too!"

Meng Qing hesitated for a long time in his seat, and finally stood up with him.

"Haven't you just finished?" Tian Ming asked, putting down his chopsticks and squinting at Meng Qing.

"Hehe, I'm old and my prostate doesn't work well..." Meng Qing explained awkwardly, and then ran to me.

"Cao, why did I go to the bathroom?" Wei Yiwen scolded silently, then opened the door and walked out.

"How nice and lively it is to pee!" Zhao Dabiao replied with a smile, and then followed him out.

"Ha ha..." I shook my head and smiled.

After leaving the house, the four of us found a corner, took off our pants and began to drain water. Wei Yiwen peed and looked at me.

"What are you looking at?" I moved my body and asked irritably.

"Look how you're developing..." Wei Yiwen grinned.

"It must be better than your one!"

"Cao, if you talk so much, I have to break it with you!!" Wei Yiwen said and took off his pants.

"Get out of here. How old are you? You're fucking talking to me about this..."

I scolded wordlessly, and then walked into the house while holding my trouser belt. Meng Qing followed me without talking, but I could feel his nervous mood, because he kept a certain distance from me when he walked. He was afraid that I could see his nervousness!!

After returning to the house, the meal continued. After three rounds of food and five flavors of food, the people in the house had almost eaten. After eating and drinking, everyone was ready to do the last thing of the meal, bragging.

I once heard the saying that there are 56 ethnic groups in China. All ethnic minorities sing and dance after eating and drinking. Only the Han nationality is used to boasting after dinner.

I drank a little too much, so my mood was not very high. I sat in my seat and listened to them quietly.

Meng Qing has been watching me with his eyes, and he looks down at his mobile phone from time to time.

……

In a yard in Zhaojia village.

Seven or eight young people sat in the living room, some playing with mobile phones, some watching TV, five or six * and an old-fashioned shotgun on the sofa!!

"Sixth brother, when shall we start?" a 17-year-old boy bared his teeth and asked the young man with yellow hair on the sofa.

"... uncle Meng hasn't written to me yet. Wait a minute!!" the young man with yellow hair narrowed his eyes and replied.

"Brother six, do we have to kill people this time?" the boy asked with big ignorant eyes.

"Grass, if you don't kill people, how can you avenge the third master!!"

The young man with yellow hair, who was called sixth brother, replied in a muffled voice. Then he took out tin foil from his trouser pocket and put a small bag * on the table. He opened the small bag containing * and poured it on the tin foil. He turned his head and looked at the young man behind him and shouted, "where's the straw?"

"Didn't you throw away all the straws?" the boy replied while playing with his mobile phone.

"Grass!!" the Yellow haired youth scolded wordlessly, then directly pinched his nose, bowed his head and sucked twice.

After sucking, the Yellow haired youth shook his head vigorously, then flopped and lay on the sofa. His eyes were very dull looking at the ceiling of the house, and his mouth was still salivating. He looked very happy.

"Ah... Hoo!!"

Huang Mao made some strange noises lying on the sofa. I don't know whether it's good or fucking bad.

"Don't you tell him to quit?" just at this time, a slightly older young man with pockmarked face shouted back at yellow hair with a remote control in his hand.

"Yes, but today's situation is special, so I have to take a whole bite!!" Huang Mao replied seriously.

"We'll have to work later. Do you him? Now take a whole bite and how to deal with the delay?" the pockmarked young man twisted his eyebrows and looked very disgusted.

"You know a JB, it's because of my fucking work. After that, I'm full of blood and quack!!" the Yellow haired youth explained.

"What are you doing, brother six?" at this time, a 17-year-old child was very curious, picked up the tin foil on the table, looked at Huang Mao and asked.

"*, don't you at all?" at this time, Huang Mao has a big tongue, which is obviously too much fun. His eyes are straight.

"Is it fun to put it all on?" the child continued.

"It's necessary, but it's not fun. Who can fix this thing!!" Huang Mao nodded.

"Then give me the whole point. I think my life is short, exciting and peaceful..." the child shook his head and concluded like an old man.

"Hehe, is this just him? Exciting!!" Huang Mao smiled and took out * and poured it on the tin foil.

"Brother six, just suck it in directly?" the child asked with some hesitation.

"Yes, just give it a hard blow!"

At this time, the pockmarked young man stood up and directly raised the * on the table, then stared at the beads and shouted, "can you do something serious? How old is he? Just him? Take him with this thing!! who sucks to death? Is he responsible?"

"Cao, do you take them to kill? Are you responsible for them?" Huang Mao replied with staring eyes.

"Grass!!" pockmarked scolded silently, and then sat down on the sofa.