Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 72
"Miss Erbai can drink?" Tsing Yi's master heard this, couldn't hold back his doubts and opened his mouth, this girl's film is also amazing.

It is really different from the women outside.

"Listen to her nonsense. When I was a child, I got a drop of wine somewhere, and slept on the bed for a whole afternoon. It almost scared me to death."

A Niang only thought she was joking, and waved her hands helplessly.

Gu Erbai pouted in dissatisfaction, "Mother, that...that's all happened when I was a child, and I don't mention being a good man, and I might drink it now, if you don't believe me, I'll show you."

"Pull you down, don't make Yiqing laugh."

Father listened to her, and was already sensitive to her affairs, afraid that she would bring too much vulgar style, and people would look down on her, so he couldn't hold back.

"Uncle Qing?" Gu Erbai was very nervous, he didn't notice anything, turned his face and glanced at Gu Yiqing, and then said solemnly to his father, "Don't worry, Father, Uncle Qing rarely smiles."

Dad, "..."

The head of Tsing Yi couldn't hold back, he took a sip of wine with a smile, and wiped the corners of his mouth very calmly.

It's okay, after you appeared, girl, the host almost released all the laughter he had accumulated over the past twenty years.

Gu Yiqing glanced at her with gleam in his eyes, the corners of his slightly raised lips were pulled back, and he took a sip of the wine lightly.

Gu Erbai saw that his drinking posture was so elegant and beautiful, so he couldn't help asking with great interest, "Uncle Qing, do you think someone can go up the mountain to fight tigers after drinking eighteen bowls of wine?"

"Hahaha..." As soon as Gu Yiqing said this, before Gu Yiqing could react, the head of Tsing Yi was the first to laugh so hard that he couldn't straighten up, "Haha, who, who would be so stupid?"

Gu Erbai licked his lips, looked at this green eggplant with a dark face, and dared to laugh at her great wine idol brother Wu Erlang.

"What is stupid? This is Yingwu! Do you understand Yingwu? Oh, I guess if you were in that situation, you would probably be drunk into a puddle of mud waiting to be torn apart by tigers."

The head of Tsing Yi stared at being ridiculed, "Miss Erbai is worrying too much, I will not do such a stupid thing, but even if I am drunk, the owner can tear the tiger."

"Oh~ that's not necessarily true." Gu Er rolled his eyes.

"Why do you doubt the owner of the field?" The head of Tsing Yi looked at Gu Erbai and became more courageous.

Gu Erbai looked at Gu Yiqing and smiled, "No, no, I have seen how powerful Uncle Qing is. The key is that Uncle Qing may not save you from the tiger's mouth. Uncle Qing, do you think so?"

"En." Gu Yiqing hummed lightly.

Tsing Yi's heart was broken on the spot.

Twenty years of friendship as a follower, you, the owner, have abandoned the young one for the sake of your daughter-in-law, and... you have abandoned it so thoroughly.

Sure enough, men in the world are generally lustful.

"Pfft~" Gu Erbai looked at the green face of Tsing Yi's boss, thinking that his self-esteem had been greatly frustrated, and said triumphantly, "So, you still have to rely on yourself, like my brother Erlang who drank eighteen bowls of wine. , The hero who can go up the mountain and fight tigers without changing his face and heart is indeed rare in the world."

"Huh." The head of Tsing Yi snorted coldly, "Let's not talk about eighteen bowls, two more cups, the host can still beat the tiger to death."

Even if he is abandoned, he can only rely on the owner to regain his dignity.

"True or not?" Gu Erbai looked at Gu Yiqing in surprise when he heard the words, "I can't tell, Uncle Qing, you can drink so much? Are you in charge of personality cult?"

After hearing this, the elders of the Qing family were slightly puzzled. Shouldn't the focus be on beating tigers?
"I don't believe it. I'm going to drink with you to see if you can really drink that much."

After finishing speaking, Gu Erbai stretched out his little hand on the old altar without anyone noticing it.

So, those present finally knew what she was playing with.

　Eggplant, I said why are you aggrieved, haven't you done a good job of mental construction earlier?
　　Are you injured now... I told you, don't be fooled by the host's hue... Huh?You seem to be a man, sorry for going to the wrong set.

　　(Folding back, even if you are a man, you can't covet the owner of the field. Line up and stand behind me, and we will score first come, first served~)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)