Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 105 Scream (5)
Zhan Beilie turned his attention to Hua Qian, who was alone and drank alcohol, and said in a deep voice, "This is a banquet specially held for Miss Hua. You should drink to your heart's content."

This Great Qin God of War is also a black belly. He wanted to get your woman drunk, but he also dragged me. Hua Qian pouted and was willing to help him. He twisted his waist and walked in front of the two of them. The bells on his ankles touched each other. Ding Ling was so lively.

Flicking the handkerchief, he said with a light smile, "How can I have fun when I don't have anyone to drink with my family?"

The corner of Zhan Beilie's lips twitched, and he went on the road!

He grabbed a jar with his big hand and put it on the table with a "bang!" Zhan Beilie raised his chin and said provocatively, "Do you dare?"

Hua Qianjiao unsealed the wine jar with a smile, picked up the wine jar with jade hands and gurgled and raised her head to dry it. After drying the whole jar, she threw it outside, wiped her lips gracefully with a handkerchief, grabbed the other jar, Provocatively towards Leng Xia: "What about you?"

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows, she understood the little cooperation between the two, but she was too lazy to expose it.Without further ado, he opened the wine seal, raised his head to dry a jar, grabbed another jar with his jade hand, and curled his lips at Zhan Beilie: "Come?"

There is a door!Zhan Beilie's heart trembled with excitement, in order to get the lioness drunk, he tried his best!

Mu Tian Muyang looked at each other, called Zhong Cang, pointed at the three of them and whispered: "Guess, who knocked who down in the end?"

Zhong Cang looked at the sky, and said firmly: "Anyway, the loser is definitely not the little princess."

The three of them clenched their fists together, and cast a look of sympathy, pity, and admiration at Zhan Beilie: Lord, why can't you see through after so long?

Time passed slowly, and everyone drank a lot.

Hua Qianhuang stood up unsteadily, her skirt hanging loosely on her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of fair skin, the spring light infinitely charming her eyes like silk, she walked in zigzag steps three times, and whispered softly: "I drink too much, I'm so dizzy."

Finally walking in front of Xiao Feige, with a coquettish "ah", he fell down enchantingly.

boom!
Hua Qian lay on the ground in an extremely alluring and charming posture...

Xiao Feige patted his robe, waved his sleeves chicly, and walked away leisurely.

Hua Qian didn't even get up, she turned over and lay on her back on the ground, with one hand supporting the floor tiles, and the other moving towards Mo Xuan who was sitting beside her little by little!

It was only a little bit hooked to Mo Xuan's foot, and he continued to work hard, moving his fingers towards that foot little by little.

that foot...

That foot was slowly lifted up, put down heavily, and after being crushed on the ground a few times, he stood up calmly and followed Xiao Feige who had already walked away.

With tears in her long and narrow eyes, Hua Qian stared at her red and swollen jade fingers with shoe sole patterns, puffed her cheeks, and looked at Zhan Beiyue.

"Sister Huahua, there will be a time later!" Zhan Beiyue stood up "Teng", his face was flushed and his eyes were blurred, he forced his will to finish this sentence, and violently picked up Nian Xiaodao, whose face was covered with sweat and his eyes were red, He flew out with a whimper.

Hua Qian naturally knew the task of fighting Beiyue tonight, so she smiled lowly, and turned to look in the direction of the first battle against Beilie, fantasizing about the scene where the Great Qin God of War was being taken advantage of by her, she was startled, and quickly shook her head.

Don't challenge the limit for such an impossible task!

The Daqin God of War can't do it, so the cool boy with the paralyzed face behind him...

Standing behind Zhan Beilie, Zhong Cang suddenly felt creepy, and a gloomy coldness rose from the soles of his feet. He looked around suspiciously, and saw Hua Qian who was walking towards him twisting and twisting in front of him, wasn't it? Is that what he thinks?
Zhong Cang's poker face cracked for a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched and his eyelids jumped wildly, and his eyes for help quickly turned to the master in front of him.

Zhan Beilie obviously also saw this situation, stood up and smiled slightly at the graceful and graceful Hua Qian: "This king can't drink enough, so I'll take my leave first, and Miss Hua can do her own thing."

After finishing speaking, he took Leng Xia in his arms and led Zhong Cang out of the banquet hall in strides.

Hua Qian looked at the main hall where all the maids and servants had left, biting her handkerchief and stomping her feet resentfully. Suddenly, her long and narrow eyes looked at the entrance of the hall, where under the dim moonlight, a figure The sturdy and stalwart boy stood with his back facing him.

Looking at the tiger's back, Hua Qian's eyes are shining...

Look at that bear waist, Hua Qian's heart is pounding...

Looking at the elephant legs, Hua Qian felt dizzy...

Hua Qian made a Xizi holding a heart, and shouted: "Strong man, send the servant to the guest room."

Zhan Beilie hugged Leng Xia's waist and left the banquet hall, all the way sneakily eyeing her expression.

His face was flushed red, as if he was drunk...

Behave calmly, as if not drunk...

The phoenix eyes are blurred, as if drunk...

Zhan Beilie struggled in his heart, was he drunk or not?
Tentatively, he hugged her with her big hand, bent her body slightly, smelled the fragrance of Leng Xia's hair in her nose, and said in a low voice, "Tonight's wine...is pretty good."

Leng Xia smiled and nodded in agreement: "Well, it's not bad."

He articulated clearly and his sentences were well-organized. Zhan Beilie frowned, did he get drunk?

keep trying!
Zhan Beilie continued his efforts, tightened his hands again, and whispered softly in her ear, his voice hoarse: "Are you dizzy now?"

Leng Xia shook her head with a broken smile, and told him seriously: "I'm not drunk."

Zhan Beilie frowned, looked at Leng Xia's flushed face, half-believing, usually drunk people would say they were not drunk.

Leng Xia's eyes were teasing, she rolled her eyes leisurely and remained silent.

Zhan Beilie decided to use his trump card!

He coughed lightly, stopped in his tracks, turned Leng Xia around bit by bit, faced himself, looked into her eyes with eagle eyes, and solemnly said word by word: "I want to take advantage of you!"

After finishing speaking, Daqin God of War stared at the cherry pink lips expectantly, swallowed his saliva, this time he must turn against the customer!

Leng Xia smiled slightly, that elegant and charming smile, almost stunned Zhan Beilie, then turned around and walked towards Qinghuanyuan, her slender figure cast an exquisite shadow on the ground.

(End of this chapter)