Group pet Xiaopangbao: I have four big daddies

Sang Zhi's dangerous aura dissipated immediately, his evil eyes blinked slightly innocently, and he raised his hand to pinch another piece of meat for Ye Qianning.

The speed of the transformation was very fast, which surprised the few people at the table.

When Zhan Chi was in the capital city, he could often see the Eighth Prince. Since nine years ago, he has become moody, and no one pays attention to him.

As long as you are not happy, the whole palace will not be peaceful.

Over the years, his nature has also become evil, bloodthirsty, and his red pupils are even more frightening.

To everyone, he looks like an ant. At this time, he is as docile as a pet to his little doll?

Xiang Minghou drank the wine in one gulp, his complexion darkened, the brat competed with him for a long time in terms of internal strength, his daughter gave him a look, and he took his breath away?

He really has his daughter's idea in mind, and when the birthday banquet is over, he will definitely greet her well!
"Master, I offer you a toast." Ye Qianning picked up the glass.

"Good good."

Old Chen smiled excitedly and picked up the wine glass.

Ye Qianning drank a glass, filled the glass again, held the glass with both hands and raised it towards Gu Shuo: "Daddy Gu, I respect you with this glass."

Ever since Gu Shuo saw his daughter, he wanted to talk to her several times, but there were too many people, and he couldn't find a chance, so until now he hasn't said a word to her.

Suddenly seeing his daughter look over, he felt a little nervous in his heart. He shuddered when he heard the sound of daddy, daddy?

She agrees with him?
"Daddy Gu." Ye Qianning called again.

"Ah, um."

Gu Shuo hurriedly stood up, picked up the glass, and drank it down. The wine was so hot that it hit his throat so hot that he was a little choked up, and the tip of his nose became sour.

Ye Qianning also had a lot to say, since outsiders were present, he could only catch up with his parents and master after the birthday banquet.

Xiang Minghou didn't say a word, Qian Fanji had a slight smile on his indifferent face.

If in the past the four of them would have fought for their daughter, now—

The return of my daughter is more important than anything else.

"Come on, I'm happy today, we won't go home until we're drunk." Zhan Chi picked up the wine jar and put it on the table.

"Okay, if you don't get drunk, you won't go home." Gu Shuo also picked up the wine jar.

Happy, never been so happy in all these years.

"Do you want to compare your drinking capacity with others after just one glass?" Xiang Minghou raised his eyes and laughed, grabbed the wine jar and took a few sips with his head up, showing a provocative posture.

"It's not what it used to be."

Not to be outdone, Gu Shuo raised his head and started drinking.

"Qian will accompany you to the end." Qian Fanji said calmly.

"Hahahaha, drink." Excited and excited, Zhan Chi let go of the drink.

Ye Qianning was also a little bit excited, holding the wine jar: "Is it better to drink, take me one."

"..."

"..."

"Pfft...cough...cough..."

Xiang Minghou, Qian Fanji, and Gu Shuo grabbed the wine jar and just brought it to their mouths. Hearing the words as if they had negotiated, they all straightened up and looked at her.

Zhan Chi took a sip of the wine, and when he heard the words, he choked his throat and spit out the wine.

"...What?" Ye Qianning was puzzled.

Xiang Minghou: "Forget it."

Qian Fanji: "Don't be greedy."

Zhan Chi: "What do you, a little girl, mix with your adult's drinking?"

Gu Shuo: "... Are you healed?"

Ye Qianning: "..."

"Hehe." Old Chen stroked his beard happily, then thought of the nobleman next to him, and turned his head slightly apologetic: "Prince Xiyan laughed, if the prince thinks it's noisy, the old man will ask someone to prepare a private room for the prince."