Interstellar Acupuncture Master

Lu Siming's expression so cold to the Arctic Circle coupled with his impassioned speech directly slapped Fei Yang and Xiao Qin to death on the everlasting friendship table.

Fei Yang looked at Lu Siming who was twitching a bit, and frowned: Does this kid need to tie his head again?

Was the last amnesia left behind?

Xiao Qin's face was full of surprise: God!Is this what rich people do now?Is what the news said true?

The wife is willing to follow him, a poor man, he should really be grateful and work hard.

"Lawyer Qin, I'd like to toast you!" Lu Siming stood up suddenly, didn't approach, but just stood there, but Qin Huo was so frightened that he quickly stood up with his wine glass.

This posture, not like a toast, is simply the prelude to a fight!

"Thank you for helping me, my godfather!"

"No no."

"Thank you!"

"Don't dare."

"I did it, you can do whatever you want!"

"Hey, hey!"

If he doesn't follow this posture, won't he look very unmanly?

The pure man Qin Huo resolutely accompanied him to drink.

Rich people like to find a godfather, right?

The main reason is that the age of these two people seems to be too young, too wishful thinking.

Godfather?

Or do you really do it?

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He swears that he is really a pure little fire!

These are definitely what he saw on the news!

Fei Yang sat at the top seat, unable to tell what it was like, as if he had spent a lot of money on a meal and watched a speech or a play?

"Xiao Yang's godfather!" The sudden respect came.

"I offer you a toast!" The expression was serious and sincere.

Fei Yang:? !

Lu Siming stepped over in two big strides, with a height of [-] meters and a burly figure, he felt oppressive instantly.

Fei Yang raised his glass silently and stood up after his fragile cervical spine creaked.

If he didn't stand up, he was afraid that his cervical spine would be broken.

"Don't drink too much..." Fei Yang was disturbed by Lu Siming's posture, and his tone was weak. He was afraid that he might say something wrong, so he just did it first.

"Your kindness to me goes far beyond this glass of wine."

"No, I just raised my hand—"

The more he talked, the more depressed he became, and the more he talked, the more aggrieved he became. Lu Siming raised his glass and touched Fei Yang, "Stop talking! It's all in the wine!"

Fei Yang was so shocked that he could only look at Qin Huo. Qin Huo nodded at him with understanding in his eyes.

brother!Just now I couldn’t come to Taiwan without drinking!

Lu Siming drank it all in one gulp, staring at Fei Yang in bewilderment.

The face is still unrecognizable, the deep part of the collar, the whiter part of the neck, has begun to turn red, and it will soon become a prawn.

It's not that Fei Yang can't drink, he mainly keeps in good health and doesn't drink too much.

At this moment, being looked at by Lu Siming like this, helplessly, he raised his glass to signal, and then calmly drank the red wine in the goblet.

Then Lu Siming wobbled back to the extremely redundant seat among himself and sat down. Fei Yang stretched out his hand, and within a short distance of one meter, he couldn't help but want to help this big tumbler several times.

This long-lasting banquet once again verified the fact that drinking capacity has nothing to do with size.

Lu Siming was the tallest, yelled the loudest, and fell the fastest.

Lawyer Qin was not much better, and fell under the table with Lu Siming.

One obviously doesn't have the capacity for alcohol, but wants to toast round after round, and insists on having a round of toasts before he dies.

Three people, what a hall!Red what red!

One obviously doesn't have the capacity to drink, but he wants to swell his face to pretend to be a man, taking tricks one cup at a time.

So if you don't drink, you're not a man?

"Xiao Huo Huo, answer the phone!"

"Xiao Huo Huo, answer the phone!"

The phone on the desk rang.

Fei Yang: This ringtone →_→

At this moment, Qin Huo, who was so drunk as mud under the table, raised his ear, and immediately scrambled and crawled along the edge of the table to pick up his mobile phone. He was so anxious that he knocked over his wine glass and spilled a pool of red wine.

Well, from the sense of time and urgency of answering the phone, you can feel Qin's strong desire to survive, and from this you can feel Qin's family status.

The waiter was a little displeased, and walked towards the only sober Fei Yang in the audience, pointing to the dirty carpet, "Sir, we are all high-quality woolen carpets, your, uh, this traveler made it like this , you have to pay."

Fei Yang's heart skipped a beat, but he still managed his expressions well, "Okay, don't worry."

"We're not troublemakers."

The waiter pouted, obviously not accepting this point of view, "You are very good, but your two partners--"

The waiter shook his head and pouted.

"And let me tell you, such a person is not worthy of your refined temperament."

"You two are doing it together, don't you want to die?"

Fei Yang:? !

He seems to have heard something unspeakable!

"Hey baby."

Fei Yang:!

Is this doting tone the elite Xiao Qin he knew? !

"Yes, I've been drinking." Little aggrieved tone.

"I'm sorry baby~" I changed my tune when I realized my mistake.

Uh ~

Fei Yang shuddered when he heard that, goosebumps could hold a sack.

When he was full of dog food, he silently went to grab the godson who was under the table and no one cared about him.

Holding Xiao Lu's hand, it was hot.

After tugging several times, Xiao Lu remained motionless, as if stuck on the carpet.

Half squatting on the ground, his legs felt a little numb. Just as Fei Yang was about to stand up, his hand was suddenly grabbed by the backhand.

"Don't go!"

Fei Yang was directly pulled over, and a savage stab landed on Lu Siming's body.

kindness! ?

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The first kiss narrowly escaped death and saved a dog's life!

The lips that are close at hand have a slightly reddish attractive color, filled with the smell of red wine.

There is no smell of sweat, no smell of wine, only a faint, intoxicating fragrance.

Exquisite facial features, tough silhouette, even if you watch it at such a close distance with 360 degrees without dead ends, you have to sigh: What a handsome guy!

It's just that some people are born with heredity, just follow the merits, and they are so handsome that even a man with a calm heart will be jealous!

Not anymore.

My son's hormones are too strong.

This pregnant body seemed to instinctively lose control.

Guilt, sin!

Fei Yang struggled to get up, for a moment he forgot that he was under the table, his head hit the wood all of a sudden, hissing in pain, he kept touching his head.

"Hmm~"

Fei Yang was stroking his weather-beaten head when he was suddenly dragged down by the big, powerful man beneath him.

day!

Xiao Lu wants to drink and mess up-lun!

Fei Yang slapped Xiao Lu on the face lightly, making Xiao Lu dazed and awake, and looked at him pitifully.

Staring in a daze, his hands are still like iron hoops!

Fei Yang couldn't break free, trying to reason with the drunk, "Don't mess around!"

"I'm you—"

Before Fei Yang finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Lu Siming, his voice was soft and coquettish, "You are not my father."

"I, my father is, the king of the empire!"

"Are you a king?"

Fei Yang's eyes were wide open!

Empire king?

Then you are the prince?

He didn't want to believe the story of Prince Charming in this kind of fairy tale, but—9000 million slapped him in the face!

Crack!

Reminding him how real the possibility of this matter is.

Fei Yang shook his hand in front of his eyes to make sure he was still conscious, "What's your last name?"

"Lu." The tone was unusually well-behaved.

"what's your name?"

"Lu Siming."

"how to write?"

"Thinking thinking, tomorrow's bright." Misty and gentle eyes, defenseless and well-behaved.

Fei Yang struggled to get a hand out of his trouser pocket for the phone, swiped his face and turned on the screen, tremblingly searching for Lu Siming.

The interstellar era has entered the era of ∞G network speed, and the result is faster cooling.

Lu Siming of Alpha Encyclopedia.

Lu Siming, Prince of the Empire, Marshal of the Leopard Army.

In 5015, he graduated from Imperial University's Mech Combat Department, and was an outstanding graduate of the year.

……

There are many excellent deeds introduced later, but Fei Yang no longer needs to read them. Knowing these is enough to make his scalp tingle and his blood flow back.

What has he been doing these days?

Thinking of himself as a dignified prince every day as his son?

But he really has no other ideas!

Really not!

But there is no picture on the encyclopedia, Fei Yang looked down at this drunk and handsome guy, uh, marshal!

He didn't let go of being so handsome, he seemed to be an unassuming child.

Nonsence!

what child.

Not a flamboyant marshal.

"What are you looking at?"

Lu Siming snatched the phone away and threw it aside.

"Hey, take it easy."

Clasping Fei Yang's cheeks with his hands, he was about to squeeze out Fei Yang's saliva, "From now on, you can only look at me!" His eyes were blurred and his tone was tough.

Fei Yang lay on his firm and powerful chest, and helplessly shook his face to save his cheek, "I can't see anything else in this posture."

This is you.

"I don't want to be your son." Lu Siming acted like a baby, with moist eyes.

Fei Yang raised his hands in surrender, "I don't dare either, I don't dare."

"I confessed my love to you, but you always want to be my father." The corners of the mouth curled up, feeling aggrieved.

"I dare not!"

"Uh, huh?"

"Confession?"

The only sober Fei Yang in the audience just wanted to refute, but after thinking about it, God!

Oh!

Omg!

This is more than 9000 million!

Yesterday seemed to be...

"I, I'm not good enough for you." Fei Yang really surrendered, not daring anymore.

He glanced at the description under the encyclopedia, what cold-blooded, ruthless, mad, evil...

He is not a man that working people like them can enjoy.

"Oh! Man! Another way to reject me?!" His eyes switched to sharp and ruthless, cold-blooded and domineering, evil and crazy in a second!

"I didn't, I was saying—"

"To shut up!"

"kiss Me!"

Fei Yang: orz

Seeing that Fei Yang didn't move, Lu Siming pressed his big hand directly on the back of Fei Yang's head, taking away Fei Yang's first kiss.