Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 641 Don't pretend to be drunk if you're not drunk
There was a hint of displeasure in the steady voice.

Feng Wuze withdrew his hand and smiled angrily, "Can't you just touch it?"

It's not made of porcelain, it shatters when you touch it, why would he have such a big reaction?
Duan Fan frowned, "It's nothing to touch."

"Ho."

Feng Wuze sneered, the more he refused to let it go, the more he wanted it.

"Lan Xi has no objection, you don't want to make a fuss."

Duan Fanjun's face sank slightly, "He didn't say he agreed, besides, he is weak and bruised now, are you responsible?"

"..."

He just wanted to touch his knee lightly, so he gave him such a big crime?
He didn't see how he was so sharp-tongued before.

Feng Wuze rolled his eyes, and said angrily, "Don't exaggerate here, I'll just touch my knee, can it be broken?"

Duan Fan said clearly, "Anyway, it's not allowed."

The smell of gunpowder smoke spread quietly, choking tightly.

Fearing that the two of them would quarrel again, Lan Xi quickly came out to smooth things over, "Wu Ze, please help me these few days."

Feng Wuze's face warmed up, and he gave Duan Fan a sideways look, with a sense of joy in his arrogant eyes, "Listen, this is what people say."

After the words fell, a cold look shot at him.

Too lazy to argue with him, Duan Fan looked away at the table.

"Second senior brother, how long will it take for third senior brother to fully recover?" Yi Xuan asked curiously.

This question is what everyone else wants to know.

Duan Fan said, "He insists on rehabilitation training, and he can walk like a normal person in at least two months."

Lan Xi sits in a wheelchair all year round, and her recovery cannot be achieved overnight, and must be gradual.

"Lan Xi, you heard me, you must listen to Duan Fan's words, and you can't be willful." Zhang Dong took over the words and warned, "Don't worry about the crew, we will start work after you fully recover."

"That's right, Lan Xi, you have to listen to Duan Fan this time and concentrate on your rehabilitation training." Liu Yiman echoed

Seeing them all standing by Duan Fan's side, Lan Xi smiled helplessly.

"understood."

After lunch, except for Lan Xi, the other men all got drunk.

The cool wind is blowing comfortably, and I feel a little drunk because of the alcohol.

His shoulders sank, Qiao Luo tilted his head, looked at the man beside him with a smile on his face, "Drunk?"

Long Beijue put his hand around her waist, and the corner of his thin mouth curled up into a smile, "So underestimate your husband's drinking capacity?"

Let alone a bottle, he can drink from a box.

The warm breath touched her porcelain-white neck, staining it with traces of red.

Qiao Luo shrugged his shoulders, and pressed his white hands against his chest, "Don't pretend to be drunk if you're not drunk, sit down."

Long Beijue turned his face, and took her bleeding red ears into his eyes.

He raised his lips and smiled lazily, "That's pretty good."

After a pause, he changed the subject, "Do you want to go to the wooden house?"

A lot of things have happened these days, and the wooden house has not been there for a long time.

Qiao Luo was stunned, "Now?"

Long Beijue straightened up, reached out and pinched her face.

"Well, now."

Qiao Luo blinked, and the man's slender figure blocked the light on the side.

She smiled and reached out to him, "Car keys."

He's been drinking a lot and he's definitely not allowed to drive.

Long Beijue smiled knowingly, took out the car key from his pocket and put it in her hand.

Holding his hand, Qiao Luo stood up with strength, "Let's go."

Without disturbing others, the two left quietly.

(End of this chapter)