So she quickly came over, hugged his arm and pressed her body against him to act coquettishly.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I listen to you, I will listen to you on everything. You see me here, I haven't even touched a drop of wine, am I good?"

She raised her head and looked at him, her long eyelashes gently fanning, like a kitten waiting for praise.

Luo Fengtang pinched her nose gently, with love in his eyes: "Well, you performed well today and deserve a reward."

"Then what do you want to reward me for?" she asked habitually.

"What reward do you want?" he asked.

She thought for a moment, then stood on tiptoe and whispered something into his ear.

His eyes instantly became hot, and his big hands tightly hugged her waist: "Isn't this simple? Here it is for you!"

"Yeah, don't, I'm teasing you..." She was so frightened that she quickly slapped his hand away and escaped from the bathroom and came to the bedroom.

Luo Fengtang chased her out, caught her at the floor-to-ceiling wardrobe, and hugged her from behind.

"If you dare to flirt, you have to be brave enough to take it. How can you be a good man if you just run away after flirting?" He leaned over and asked her earlobe.

Yang Ruoqing blushed.

"I am a woman, not a man." She defended.

"Don't you often call yourself a tomboy?" he asked.

"A female man is also a woman, and only women and villains in this world can go back on their word." She started to make nonsense.

But he became more and more serious. Not only was he serious, but he also became very strict about these two terms: "Oh? A female man is a woman? Then I want to personally verify what is missing from a female man than a man..."

…

In the guest room in the front yard, Liu Xueyun was lying on the bed taking a nap, tossing and turning, completely sleepless.

As soon as he closed his eyes, his mind was full of the heroic figures of the three girls standing in front of him, holding up the wine bowl and drinking down the wine in one gulp.

So bold and straightforward, without any hesitation.

Liu Xueyun was really shocked.

He has seen her weakness and helplessness, and he has also seen her tenacity.

She was stuck in a dog hole, with her ankles held by someone inside and slapped by a kidnapper outside. Although she was afraid, she had no intention of compromising.

Being bullied by a tall fool in the woods, she struggled and resisted, but never accepted her fate.

She obviously looks so weak, just like the willow tree by the river in spring, which makes people want to pity her, but this weak body can burst out with such great power, even a big bowl of soju, without even frowning.

It was poured down in one go!

Why is she doing this?

Is it to repay a favor?

She is really a person who knows how to repay kindness. She is worthy of being Sister Qing'er's cousin and the daughter of the Yang family, not inferior to a man!

At the same time, Lao Yang's old house.

"How are you, little girl? Did you spit out the wine?"

Yang Huaming was sitting on the rolling stone at the mouth of the stove, holding a dry tobacco stick in his mouth, and he was asking Mr. Liu who had just come in from outside.

Mrs. Liu said: "I vomited it out. I vomited it all together with the few bites of food I had eaten at noon."

Yang Huaming nodded: "I'll feel relieved if you spit it out. What is she doing now?"

Mrs. Liu said angrily: "What else can I do? Just sleep!"

Yang Huaming said: "When she wakes up, tell her and tell her not to do stupid things next time. Didn't she drink that soju from a girl's house? It's so harmful to her health!"

Mrs. Liu turned around, folded her arms in front of her body and looked at Yang Huaming with a sneer on her face: "Hey, are you wrong? How can soju hurt your body? Soju is a panacea, a fine liquid, otherwise you will die.
Chapter completed!