The sturdy little chef

Chapter 103 The Evil of Myself

Yuan Yang, who was beaten and bound tightly by Hengkong, was dizzy and kicked his hands and feet.

Qingfeng Moyu, who was guarding outside, saw the grim-faced master come out with Mr. Yuan Yang in his arms, and was so stunned that he dropped his jaw again.

Is Grandpa drunk too?Otherwise, why didn't they call them two slaves for this kind of work of carrying people? Why do you have to do this kind of heavy work yourself!

The two followed behind with terrified faces, not knowing what they did wrong, so angry that the master wanted to do it himself!

Yuan Yang became more and more dazed and drowsy. She had poured down a glass and didn't get drunk until now, which is already a shame.

It's just that her waist is about to be strangled. Damn it, who is this man? Why is he holding her so tight!

Are you eating her tofu?
If you dare to eat her Yuan Yang's tofu, you're getting impatient, right?
The drunken Yuan Yang's six relatives didn't recognize him, but he knew that if someone ate tofu, he would resist fiercely. In the midst of his hands and feet, he hugged Si Ye's thigh, opened his mouth, and took a hard bite!
Sharp white teeth, biting people, it was really not ordinary pain, fourth master frowned, let go of his hand, and threw the woman down!

Grass, is she a dog!

At this moment, the two of them were stepping on the stairs, and when fourth master let go, Yuan Yang, who had committed a crime of his own accord, rolled down the stairs.

Qingfeng Moyu was so frightened that Qingfeng Moyu hurried forward to fish it, but it was too late, so he could only watch her roll down helplessly.

Fortunately, the stairs are not high and are covered with Persian carpets, so it should be fine.

The three of them looked at it from above, and there was nothing serious about it, except that when it was just dropped, a small bag was hit on the head.

Yuan Yang knew everything was empty when he was drunk, he didn't know the pain at all, he just felt that the whole body finally hit the ground, without the dizziness hanging in the air, adjusted his posture, spread out in large characters, and fell asleep decisively.

Mo Yuqingfeng quickly looked around, feeling ashamed suddenly, damn it, this kind of teammate, whoever wants it, pick it up!

Fortunately, I made a man's dress. If it was a woman's dress, with a smokey pink dress, lying here in such a large font, the picture, tsk tsk, is simply unimaginable!
Fourth Master looked at the domineering and sleeping posture on the ground, stretched out his hands and rubbed the twitching foreheads on both sides.

This ecstasy sleeping position, mother, I really want to fly out!
I have to swallow the sins I have done with tears in my eyes, and the woman I brought in will be taken out on my knees.

Qingfeng and Moyu were two, quite eye-catching, one hurried out to call for a carriage, and the other stretched out his hand to help Yuan Yang.

A drunk person is a puddle of mud, which cannot be supported on the wall.

It took Mo Yu a lot of effort and sweating profusely to help Yuan Yang up, and before he got up, he was hanging on him before he could take a breath.

The seams are tightly closed, leaving no gaps.

Mo Yu wailed, whether the agreed upon man and woman will kiss or not!
He hasn't married a wife yet!His virgin hug, it's gone!So wronged, a 16-year-old boy in the flowering season and the rainy season, the sadness flows against the river!

The fourth master on the side silently let out a breath of foul air!
What the hell do these two people look like, which eye can he see!

Stretching out his long arms, he circled Yuan Yang around his waist and tied him under his armpits. With windy footsteps, he walked out of the soft smoke building.

The fourth master, who was overbearing again, was going to throw Yuan Yang behind the carriage and go ride the horse on his own, but when he turned his eyes, he saw her pink face, like a spirit possessed by five powers, hugging her. Then she jumped into the carriage.

(End of this chapter)