Bandits join the army

He delayed his return by saying bad things about Zhao Hongming to Sister Cook. Although half of what he said was true, he just vomited bitterness while Sister Cook was packing, but...

He feels guilty!

That's what's wrong with him, he can't hide things in his heart!

Every time because of this, his boss Bai Feifei can find out that he is lying every time, and he guesses it right!

Little Baiyang was beating his heart, wouldn't Zhao Hongming also have this ability?

But speaking ill of people behind their backs...he can't admit it either!If he admits it, it is still a dead end, at least now that he is not sure, there is still a way to survive.

Thinking about not doing anything, he rolled his eyes, picked up a pot of wine and stuffed it directly into Zhao Hongming's hand, smiling obsequiously.

"Brother Hong Ming...the one...let me tell you, don't think too much, I know what I say, I always like to shoot, so I won't mention those things today, I will just Pretend not to know! Today we two are just chatting, I will talk to you, relax, you are happy!"

Zhao Hongming looked down at the wine jar in his hand, raised his head, continued to look at Xiao Baiyang, and then spoke.

"Does the foot hurt? Is it serious?"

Little Baiyang was so guilty that he almost admitted it, but when he heard Zhao Hongming ask him this, he was greatly relieved, and looked at his swollen ankle, which was still red.

Seeing that little Baiyang didn't answer, Zhao Hongming stretched out his hand to touch the wound, and before holding it, he heard little Baiyang let out a scream like killing a pig...

"Ouch! Ah!"

Zhao Hongming let go of his hand quickly, and was shocked by Xiao Baiyang's reaction. He never expected his leg injury to be so serious. He just stuck to it, and his reaction was so big...

Zhao Hong understood him, turned his head and poured a sip of wine into his mouth. At this moment, Xiao Baiyang endured the pain and said something forcefully: "Brother Hong Ming, let's drink first, and it will be fine when we finish drinking."

With a sip of wine in his mouth, Zhao Hongming glanced at little Baiyang, lowered his head and grabbed his calf, and pulled the whole leg of little Baiyang in front of him.

Before Xiao Baiyang could react, Zhao Hongming said "Pfft!", taking a sip of wine without hesitation, and directly landed on Xiao Baiyang's ankle. It was cool, and Xiao Baiyang felt a lot of pain in his wound in an instant. relief.

But at the same time, he still feels a little distressed, this is a jar of good wine!What I used to drink, I just washed my feet like this, even if I took a sip, it was still money.

Although little Bai Yang doesn't really understand the difference between good wine other than the aroma, but he knows that he can't ask for more of such a good wine, and it's a waste of such a good thing to ask for once.

He contemplated for a while and was about to speak, but who would have thought that Zhao Hongming's big hand would directly cover his swollen ankle, and he subconsciously wanted to break free, but Zhao Hongming's other hand was grabbing his calf, quite Zhao Hongming's hand exerted force on his ankle, only to watch helplessly.

Little Baiyang felt that his eyes were going to pop out, and he took a deep, very deep breath.

Then, he yelled out his throat...

"Hoo... uh... um... ah~ah!!!"

This hog-killing howl lasted for more than ten minutes before Little Baiyang's cry gradually softened and turned into a low voice for help.