针锋 对决

"What did I do? Who did I provoke?!" Peng Fang lowered his voice angrily and said, "Didn't I just joke that this is my brother and sister? I have a catty of white wine, how about he, GuQingPei! Does he have a heart!"

YuanYang smiled gloatingly: "I make you owe."

Peng Fang rubbed his swollen temples, "I said your family is really not easy to mess with. You have confessed thoroughly in your life."

"My pleasure."

"Bah, disgusting."

"Yuanyang? What are you talking about?" GuQingPei came out of the kitchen with ginger tea, put it on the coffee table, and said to Peng Fang with a smile, "Mr. Your brother……"

"Don't, don't, don't, don't dare to act, don't dare to act." Peng Fang was frightened to death.

"I'll take you back after drinking, my house is stinky because of you." Yuan Yang said with disgust.

"Who the hell poured me...like this." Peng glanced at GuQingPei with reassurance and lingering fear.

GuQingPei smiled without saying a word.

"Mr. Gu has a good drinker!" Peng Fang gave a thumbs up.