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Chapter 232 Gu Ze, I Don't Understand You (41)

And beside him, all women almost surrounded him.

She sat down again, not knowing why she was angry, picked up the contents of the bowl and put it in her mouth.

"You mean you want to take a breath? Why don't you go again?"

"Suddenly I don't want to go anymore."

In vain she was still worried that he would get lost, he was afraid that he would have forgotten the southeast, north, south, and north due to enjoying himself.

Luo Xiaoxiao pounded the meat on the plate heavily, and pricked it a few times as if not to relieve his anger, until the meat was riddled with holes before giving up.

There was an aura of I am very angry, stay away from me,

Gu Ze took a sip of the rice wine, and the mellow taste diffused in his mouth. He put down the wine glass, with a bit of laziness in his eyes, and drifted towards the woman not far away.

The other party was struggling with the meat on the plate with her head buried. She seemed to have sensed his gaze. She raised her head abruptly, and the anger that was too late to conceal touched his smiling eyes, and suddenly seemed to have added a catalyst. , Ken has increased several times.

Immediately, he buried his head down again, venting at the meat on the plate, almost puncturing the plate.

Gu Ze lowered his eyes lightly, and used the cup to cover the faint smile on his lips.

The smile got bigger and bigger, he could only force the smile down to the bottom of his heart by drinking.

"Hello, my name is Xiaorong." A timid voice came from the left.

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but his eyes flashed, and a charming smile suddenly appeared: "It's a nice name."

The woman's face turned red in an instant, and her head was almost buried under the chair: "Can you accept my purse?"

The woman suddenly mustered up her courage and handed the thing in her hand to him.

In the palm of his white hand lay an exquisite purse, which was similar to the one he had accepted before. With a flash of his eyes, he instantly understood what it meant.

From a distance, someone looked over here.

He suddenly stretched out, brought the purse in front of his eyes, and praised: "It's beautiful, but it's not as beautiful as a human being."

The line of sight is cast into the distance.

The woman's face was so red that she was almost buried on the ground.

Seeing this situation, the other women all cast jealous eyes on the woman, and they all took out their purses one after another, and handed them to him either explicitly or secretly.

Gu Ze smiled and said nothing, and poured himself another glass of rice wine. The alcohol content of this wine was very low, and he was fine after drinking it. He could pretend to be crazy for a while, so why not do it?
　 After drinking for three rounds, the rich activities have begun.

The villagers have come up with their own housekeeping shows, singing, dancing, and performing magic tricks.
Even though these performances are full of loopholes and vulgarity, everyone's smiles are real and simple.

There is no hypocritical perfunctory and blunt politeness, everyone's happiness can be seen from their faces, it is so simple and natural.

Gu Ze has never experienced such a life. In his memory, there is nothing between people except interests and false kinship.

He never thought that there could be such a pure and simple relationship between people.

Another villager came to toast.

Gu Ze got up, leaned over slightly, and handed over the cup.

The wine was almost overflowing, and the enthusiasm of the villagers was irresistible.

He raised his head and gulped it down, turning the cup upside down like the villagers did. The other party laughed and praised him for being straightforward.

According to the rules, visitors in the village must be treated with great hospitality, and they can enjoy the highest treatment if they don't wait, and they can also make two requests at will.

Gu Ze's lazy eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly turned his gaze to the distance: "Then ask her to toast me personally."

(End of this chapter)