The banquet hall was silent like needles, everyone in the hall stared at Wang Hao who was lying on the ground blankly.

　　 Even Xiao Bai and Ergou have ceased fighting.

　　 Xiao Bai and the two dogs looked at the area where Wang Hao was, and said in confusion, "Hey, why did Ritian fall?"

After all, 　　 is the protagonist of the Great Emperor's Rebirth Stream. Of course, he shouldn't be called that kind of over-common name, otherwise it would obviously not match his identity.

　　 Therefore, Xiao Bai and Ergou gave Wang Hao a nickname-Ritian.

　　Wang Hao's "Hao" is the meaning after the disassembly.

　　 As an arrogant and arrogant man, he has to go against the sky and fight against the sky, so the name Ritian can be worthy of a big man like Wang Hao.

　　Looking at the other side, the corners of Wang Ping's mouth twitched around Wang Hao.

　　 "Are you acting me?"

　　 This is the unanimous thought in everyone's mind at this time.

　　Wang Hao will pour a bowl, they don't believe it, so they can conclude from this that Wang Hao is deliberately playing them.

　　 Several of Wang Hao's clan uncles lifted him from the ground, then shook his shoulders vigorously, and shouted, "Hao'er, get up, don't pretend.

　　 If you really want to act, drink a few more bowls. Who believes in your bowl? "

　　 Even Wang Ping was also educated, "Haoer, your acting skills are a bit too exaggerated and need to be improved."

　　 After he finished criticizing Wang Hao, his mood was inexplicably dark and refreshing.

　　, is this how Laozi criticizes the kid? So comfortable.

Just as he was about to criticize again, Wang Yilan came with Wang Jinyu's money, first softly punched Wang Ping, and said, "What are you talking to yourself? Haoer is really drunk. ."

　　 "What?" Everyone was taken aback.

　　 "Drunk in one bowl?" Wang Ping asked incredulously.

　　 That's the amount of alcohol? One bowl is not enough?

　　 "You're still Hao'er's father, you don't even know how much Hao'er's alcohol is." Wang Yilan hammered Wang Ping's chest softly and groaned.

　　 "I am indeed Hao'er's biological father, but I really don't know about his poor drinking..." Wang Ping said with a little embarrassment.

he looks like. . . The concern for Wang Hao is a little less. . .

　　 As a father, I don’t even know the habits of my son, so it’s time to reflect on myself.

　　 But introspection and introspection, the wine should continue to drink, and we must not let this matter delay them, so this matter needs to be pushed back.

　　 Xiao Bai: This is my father...

　　 Wang Ping glanced at Wang Hao, who was supported by several elders, and said, "Let the servants send Hao'er back. Let's continue drinking."

　　 It's time for Wang Jinyu to play.

　　Wang Jinyu whispered, "Auntie, uncle, or I'll send Brother Hao back to the room to rest, Brother Hao's room is generally not accessible to people."

......

　　Wang Ping thought about it, and even after pulling Wang Hao to his side, Wang Jinyu took a few steps forward and took the initiative to support Wang Hao.

　　 After saying goodbye to everyone, Wang Jinyu helped Wang Hao and went back to Wang Hao's small courtyard.

　　 After Wang Hao and Wang Jinyu left, the banquet hall returned to a burst of excitement, and the laughter continued to float throughout the Wang Family Mansion.

　　 On the other side, within a few minutes, Wang Jinyu had already taken Wang Hao back to Wang Hao's room.

　　Wang Jinyu put Wang Haoping on the bed first, then went to the boots and coat, and covered it with a thin quilt.

　　 Next is to prepare a bowl of hangover soup. Wang Jinyu uses spiritual power to keep it at the same temperature, and then puts it on the small table. After Wang Hao wakes up, he can drink it directly.

　　 After everything was ready, Wang Jinyu climbed directly into the bed, took off just one coat, and then snuggled next to Wang Hao, whispering good night.

　　 Blowing candles to sleep, nothing to say all night.

　　 Early the next morning, Wang Hao got up early.

　　 He glanced at Wang Jinyu next to his pillow, and couldn't help laughing.

　　 This kid is so old and so afraid of the dark that he has to sleep with me on the same bed.

　　Wang Hao got up and dressed, and helped Wang Jinyu tuck the quilt.

　　Wang Hao had just put on his clothes, and he saw the hangover soup on the head of the bed. Because of the spiritual power, the hangover soup is still warm.

　　 "He is obviously a man, but he has a thoughtful heart. It's really rare." Wang Hao picked up the sober soup and poured it into his mouth.

　　Actually, he doesn't need sober soup, because his drinking capacity is already good.

　　I think that in his previous life, he could get drunk with a glass of wine, and when he woke up the next day, he had a headache, bursting pain.

　　 But now his drink volume has soared. Although he can only pour one cup, he doesn't have a headache anymore.

　　 So this is something to be proud of.

　　Although Wang Hao doesn't need hangover soup at all, this bowl of hangover soup is Wang Jinyu's mind, and if Wang Hao doesn't drink it, Wang Jinyu will definitely be angry.

　　 The most important thing is that this bowl of sober soup is delicious, smelling, and drinking more fragrant.

　　 Wang Hao’s favorite is Wang Jinyu. . . Of cooking.

　　 Therefore, Wang Hao chose to dry this bowl of hangover soup.

　　 It wasn't that he was afraid of Wang Jinyu and said angrily, not because the bowl of hangover soup was delicious.

　　 "Pattern."

　　 Wang Hao lightly put the empty bowl on the wooden table, and then prepared to go to the martial arts field to practice.

　　 just stepped out, only to hear a laugh from behind and ask, "Brother Hao, how about this sober soup?"

　　 Wang Hao turned his head to look. UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw Wang Jinyu lying on the bed, her slender feet swinging vigorously, with a sly smile on her face.

　　 "It's awful." Wang Hao replied lightly, and then went straight out.

　　 After Wang Hao walked away, Wang Jinyu, who was lying on the bed, turned white...

Eye, hummed, "Cut, die Tsundere."

　　Wang Hao, who just walked out of his yard not far away, smacked and said, "Please give me another bowl."

　　 It's a pity that he can't open this mouth. How could he be a dignified and powerful man to beg for this bowl of sober soup.

　　 If it were spread out, others thought he could not afford to eat.

　　 The key is that he is still his younger brother, and Wang Hao can't even talk about it.

　　 Brother asks his brother to do something, this operation is simply **** difficulty for Wang Hao.

　　 No matter if others can do it, he can't do it anyway.

"Or... just beg him this time?" Wang Hao lowered his head and said as he walked, "Speaking of which, I am his brother, so this shouldn't be a request. After all, I am an elder, so he should listen to me. of."

　　 Then, Wang Hao remembered his nephews and grandsons who were thousands and tens of thousands of years old.

　　Sometimes, it’s a good thing to be older.

　　 Suddenly, Wang Hao felt that someone was watching him from a distance.

　　 Wang Hao was shocked, he raised his head sharply, offering a magic weapon with his right hand, and holding the black square with his left hand, ready to start the fight at any time.

　　 Then he saw Xiao Bai and others who stood a few meters away and looked at him blankly.

　　Wang Hao:...

　　 Xiao Bai and others:...

　　 "You guys... have you all heard?"

　　 "What do you mean?"