"My fireworks..." the little girl said in a daze.
"Bang!"
The flying iron pot directly hit Zhao Guo'an, right smack in the middle with the broken part aid at his head.
Even Xiao Feng felt a chill down his spine at this scene.
You have to understand, an iron pot with a big hole is like sharp knives at the broken edges, and the neck is one of the most vulnerable parts of the human body.
If he wobbled a bit or if the pot fell unevenly, tilting the pot, it would be a certain death sentence.
"Don't move, don't you dare move!" Sun Shijie shouted as he ran towards Zhao Guo'an.
Hui Yi and others quickly followed. That big pot, Sun Shijie couldn't handle it alone.
"Old Zhao's look, why do I find it so unbearably funny?" Xiao Feng laughed unkindly.
At the sa ti, he opened the cara on his phone to capture this classic mont.
Hui Yi and the others ford a circle, carefully removing the black pot from Zhao Guo'an's shoulders, and asked, "Are you okay?"
This question was as good as saying nothing. With things blown up to this state, it would be odd if he were fine.
Then Zhao Guo'an opened his mouth, first puffing out a cloud of black smoke, and said, "I'm not twisty!"
The aning of this was understood by everyone—it ant: I'm fine.
But... how in the world did the explosion change his accent to a non-local one?
"Old Zhao, are you sure you're okay like this?" Xiao Feng asked as he walked closer.
Zhao Guo'an shook his explosive hair: "I'm really twisty, just need to go take a bath first."
"Lone Wolf, take him back for a bath." Xiao Feng said with a grim face.
If Old Zhao's accent stays like this, it actually sounds... not too bad.
Lone Wolf supported Zhao Guo'an out the door, and Lu Yao frowned slightly, pointing at two white things on the ground, "What are these?"
Everyone crowded around, hands on knees, scrutinizing.
Finally, Di Junxiong, who had seen the scene of the incident, said, "These might be... two front teeth."
This left everyone puzzled. Blowing his face black, blowing up hair, all these were understandable.
But how did his front teeth get blown out?
Could it be, Old Zhao had his mouth open when he threw the firecracker into the fire?
"Maybe he was blowing on the fire at the ti, and the strong shock wave from the fireworks explosion blew out his teeth." Di Junxiong tried to analyze.
Xiao Feng questioned, "Front teeth fell out without bleeding?"
"Well..." Di Junxiong was at a loss for words.
"Maybe Old Zhao's front teeth are false, dentures maybe." the little girl speculated.
Xiao Feng thought about it, thinking it wasn't impossible.
After all, according to Zhao Guo'an, he often followed his master around as a child and getting chased and beaten up was common.
It's likely soone knocked out his front teeth once, and for aesthetics, he chose dentures.
"Wrap it up and head to the hotel directly." Xiao Feng said to Du Qingyue.
Du Qingyue nodded: "Alright."
That's all they could do, with the cook's front teeth blown out, als definitely won't be ready soon.
So many mouths waiting, they can't just live off the northwest wind?
Half an hour later, everyone arrived at Xiao Feng's hotel.
In a large private room, everyone sat down and started eating right away, not wasting any words.
Lone Wolf and Chen Feihu drank straight from the bottles, drinking until they were red-faced and their tongues got tied, only then did they stop.
The two hooked arms, looking quite like they sympathized with each other.
"Lone Wolf, although I usually don't submit to you, you are truly a good person, I really begrudge leaving you." Chen Feihu said, eyes blurry.
Lone Wolf laughed heartily: "Don't you dare shed tears, the last thing I need is a grown man crying. Whenever you want to drink, co find ."
"Alright!" Chen Feihu nodded heavily, then looked at Wang Lubo with disdain, "As a man, you have to act like a man.
I can't stand irresponsible n. Such people make want to slap them!"
Wang Lubo's face changed, the intention was explicit, he could tell Chen Feihu was talking about him.
Lone Wolf wondered, "That's true, but why'd you suddenly talk about this?"
"Heh!" Chen Feihu snorted, "I told you before, I have a sister, she's as pretty as a fairy coming down to earth.
The only problem is, she's just a little bit chubby, not much, just a bit.
Later on, she took a liking to a fat guy many tis her size, and that fat guy, too, was picky and rude to my sister.
That fat guy should take a good look in the mirror, see what he's like!"
Those who had t Chen Xiuxiu, including Xiao Feng, were left dumbfounded by Chen Feihu's words.
"Fairy coming down to earth," "just a bit chubby," is this Chen Xiuxiu he's talking about?
Wang Lubo drank a glass of wine, slamd the table, and roared, "Chen Feihu, stop twisting facts and talking in circles.
Let tell you, with a brother like you, no one would dare marry your sister."
"Boom!"
Chen Feihu also slamd the table, glared, "Alright you fatso, you're even daring to challenge , believe it or not, I'll bind you and make you marry her!"
"Everyone listen, is that reasonable? Not being reasonable is being a thug." Wang Lubo said fearlessly.
Xiao Feng was getting impatient, stood up and said, "Are you two done yet? Airing family issues like this, anyone gonna let us eat?"
"That's right, that's right!" the little girl chid in as usual.
Sitting next to her, Lu Yao said, sowhat helplessly, "How did your accent get like that too?"
"Lu Yao sis, don't you think talking like this is quite fun?" the little girl urged, "You should try, it's really fun."
"It is?" Lu Yao, without realizing, was led astray.
The little girl burst into laughter, and everyone else laughed heartily.
Wang Lubo and Chen Feihu glared at each other, obediently sat back down.
After dinner, everyone dispersed.
Lu Yao and the little girl stayed in one room, Jiang Yixin glanced at Xiao Feng and Du Qingyue, got up and went to the second floor.
The spacious living room was left with just the two of them.
Xiao Feng pounced, pressing Du Qingyue onto the sofa, kissing her without a word.
"Mmm mmm..."
Du Qingyue instinctively pushed the person on top of her, only to find it was useless, as if all her strength had been drained.
This kind of resistance was more symbolic, without any actual effect.
Gradually, Du Qingyue stopped resisting and began to slowly respond.
Xiao Feng imdiately felt a fla igniting, spreading through his limbs, intensifying his actions.
"Mmm..." Du Qingyue moaned softly, gasping, "Not here, let's go to the bedroom.."
"Okay." He picked her up horizontally and walked towards the bedroom.
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