[Wearing the Book] Sick Beauty Master Respects He Refuses to Be Cannon Fodder

Wei Zeming leaned closer to him, and put his palm on his shoulder: "Xiao Ba, are you okay, your face is a little pale."

The shadow left by Fu Xiangchen was not small, and Leng Huan quickly regained his senses, he was quite different from the one who had no resistance before.

He adjusted his mentality, shook his head at several people, "It's okay, it's all over."

The scene was silent for a while, and the air was slightly stagnant.

There was a crash.

Lu Yao picked up water and poured it on several people. The hot water poured down his head, Leng Huanqing immediately closed his eyes, Wei Zeming's eyes did not open, but the movements of his hands did not stop, and immediately launched a counterattack.

Zuo Qiushuang and Pei Yiming took a few steps back, while Leng Huanqing stood aside and endured their attack.

The atmosphere suddenly became lively, and his heart gradually warmed up with the water temperature.

What are you afraid of, anyway, the tragedy will not happen again.

Several people looked at each other and moved their wrists.

A whole night had passed by the time the aura on his body became free from impurities.

Lu Yao stood up first, went to the room on the shore to change into new clothes, and then took out a small blue kit.

The unstoppable smile on the face was embroidered by Yu Yin himself. Although it was the first time he learned crooked, in Lu Yao's opinion, there is no cuter person or thing than this.

He happily hung it on his waist.

I don't know... when will the drink cub come.

Lu Yao was stunned for a while, and the door of the room was slapped loudly, "Xiao Qi, why haven't you come out yet, maybe you fainted after soaking for too long?"

He hurriedly replied: "No, no, it will be fine soon."

When he came out, Xing Fan had already come in, looking at him teasingly, Lu Yao met his eyes, and knew that this person was thinking wildly again.

He walked forward without changing his face: "I have seen Master."

Then, looking at the man beside him, Xing Fan said, "Bu Chen is a good friend of my teacher."

After several people said their seniors, Xing Fan couldn't wait to take them to the reception banquet.

A few people sat down in confusion, watching a group of people come to say hello kindly.

When they were in Kunlun, they were the biggest ones, but now they are the younger generation. Listening to them, Lu Yao felt as if he was back in his teens.

The next step is to walk around the venue and get to know everyone who went to the banquet.

The rest of the time, day and night.

After waking up, they drank and fell asleep. Lu Yao and the others hardly had any time to wake up. Only then did they deeply understand what it means to be truly drunk.

Lu Yao stood up staggeringly, and there were three double images of people in front of him. He squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and patted the person lying on his stomach.

"Xiao Ba, get up, the sun is shining on your butt."

He himself was dizzy, he stretched out his hand to tear off Leng Huanqing's clothes, when Wei Zeming saw it, he stepped forward to stop him.

"Don't... be crazy about drinking."

Lu Yao blinked, and asked ignorantly, "Who is the wine maniac?"

Wei Zeming: "..."

How does a drunkard communicate with another drunkard?

Solve.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Lu Yao waved his hands: "I won't play with you anymore, who is sleeping?"

As he spoke, he squatted down, looked up from under the table, and looked up at Leng Huanqing's face lying on his arms.

"Hey...that looks familiar, where have I seen it before?"