"It was a lively night, but I didn't expect to step on this pile of stinky dog ​​shit." Chen Erniu cursed and spitted two times, "Bao!"

When Wang Youfa, who was walking at the end, heard Chen Erniu scolding his brother, suddenly stopped and looked at Chen Erniu and said, "What? Have you eaten shit?" When Wang Youfa said this, his tongue was rolled up, obviously he was drunk too much.

Chen Erniu had no good feelings for the three brothers of the Wang family, and Song Fang followed Wang Youfa behind, the anger in Chen Erniu's body suddenly spit out.

"You are deaf! I said we stepped on a bunch of shit, no, now we are stepping on two bunches of shit. After walking, another bunch of shit came," Chen Erniu said word by word.

No matter how stupid Wang Youcai was, he could hear Chen Erniu scolding him. This guy actually smiled and pulled Song Fang beside him and said, "Look! This is the person you married in the past, what quality? Fortunately, you follow me now, otherwise you will be in trouble for the rest of your life."

Song Fang saw Xia Jian and Ma Yan standing together as soon as she came up. She was in a bad mood. Now, when she heard Wang Youfa say such things, her anger immediately burst out.

"You don't know how to talk if you drink two taels of cat pee, right? Just stand here and show your shame!" Song Fang cursed and walked down the mountain.

The village came to burn incense, and there were more and more people gathered around. As a war was about to break out. At this moment, Xia Sanhu, who was standing next to him, suddenly rushed behind Chen Erniu, grabbed him on his neck, and pulled him to run down the mountain.

Then Wang Youfa took advantage of the situation and said to the people watching the fun in the village: "Look! This is a coward, why are you the deputy village chief?"

Wang Youfa wanted to curse a few more words, but Xia Jian refused to accept it. He said coldly: "Shut up your stinky mouth and go to the temple to burn incense!" As soon as Xia Jian said, Wang Youfa was still a little scared.

He first turned around and looked around, and found that there was no one of them surnamed Wang's family, so he walked into the mountain temple in a little disgrace.

Xia Jian took Ma Yan, who looked unhappy, down the hillside and found that Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu were not leaving. The two of them were waiting for them.

"Oh! You are really good, what's the point of being a person like Wang Youcai? Haven't you seen him drink too much?" Xia Jian walked over and whispered Chen Erniu.

Before Chen Erniu could speak, Ma Yan, who was beside him, raised her mouth and shouted angrily: "If he drinks too much, can he talk nonsense?" Ma Yan finished yelling at Xia Jian, turned around and ran away with a smell of alcohol.

"Hi! You said you all blame me. Could it be that you will be happy to fight?" Xia Jian spread his hands and said helplessly.

Chen Erniu, who had calmed down, pushed Xia Jian and said, "Go and chase him! Send him home. Although it's big night tonight, it's already midnight."

Xia Jian thought about it, so he couldn't be too much. He waved to Chen Erniu and Xia Sanhu and said, "Then you guys should go back too! It's so late, your family can talk too."

Ma Yan walked very quickly, and Xia Jian trotted and chased her for a long time before catching her up. When Ma Yan saw Xia Jian coming, she smiled coldly and asked, "Why are you following me if you don't go home to sleep?"

"You are alone, I'll take you back," Xia Jian said, and walked to Ma Yan's side in two steps.

It was already past midnight, and the craze on New Year's Eve gradually faded, and the village suddenly became much quieter.

Ma Yan snorted coldly and said, "There are no ghosts in the village, so I'm not afraid, who wants you to send them away." Ma Yan's attitude was still cold. Xia Jian knew in his heart that Ma Yan was still worried about the two words Wang Youcai said tonight.

"Oh! I can't sleep when I go back, so I might as well talk to you." Xia Jian saw that Ma Yan was still angry, so he quickly changed the topic. He also knew that sometimes it was quite useful for girls to coax.

After hearing what Xia Jian said, Ma Yan suddenly stopped and pointed at Xia Jian's nose and said, "This is what you said. How can a real man go to my house to talk without trust?"

Xia Jian didn't expect that Ma Yan would be serious when he said so casually. During the Chinese New Year, he could no longer make this girl angry. In fact, Ma Yan has done a lot for him, and he should give her some rewards.

"Okay! It's just a bit inappropriate to go to your house in the middle of the night! Why don't you go back to my house?" Xia Jian lowered his voice and said to Ma Yan.

Ma Yan grabbed Xia Jian's arm and said, "Don't think of running away! Just go to my house. My parents should have been asleep at this time." Ma Yan said, pulling Xia Jian away with a little domineering attitude.

Ma Yan was right. Although the street lights were on in her yard, the door of the upper room was closed, and it seemed that she was really asleep.

Ma Yan is an only daughter. Her parents are not old and her family is very good. Houses are built on all sides of the east, west, south, and north. Ma Yan lives in a house on the west side, and the room is bigger than those built in Xia.

The moment he pushed open the door and turned on the lights, Xia Jian suddenly felt as if he had entered a dream. The pink room was from the wall to the bed, from the desk to the sofa, and even the plastic cloth covered on the coffee table was pink.

"Oh! You're pink control!" This is Xia Jianxue's new term, but he didn't expect to use Ma Yan tonight.

Ma Yan opened the furnace door and let the fire rise first before saying, "What control! I change four colors all year round." Ma Yan said, turning around and closing the door tightly.

Xia Jian suddenly felt something was wrong. He stayed in the boudoir of an unmarried girl in the middle of the night. It was not good for Ma Yan to spread.

Ma Yan seemed to have seen through Xia Jian’s thoughts. She gave Xia Jian a blank look and said, “Sit down! You are not Tang Monk, and I am not the White Bone Spirit. Only when the door is closed can the fire be useful.”

After Ma Yan said this, Xia Jian felt that it was understandable. He sat on the soft sofa and stretched his waist long.

Ma Yan took out a pair of new slippers from the closet and said, "Change it! It's uncomfortable to wear leather shoes. Let's have two drinks later, but it's not good to drink at your house."

"No need! What wine will you drink in the middle of the night?" Xia Jian was scared when he heard this. Ma Yan ignored him, squatted on the ground and took off Xia Jian's shoes with his own hands. Xia Jian was panicked and quickly did it himself and changed his slippers. Not to mention, wearing slippers at home is really comfortable.

The fire was running wildly, exuding a powerful momentum, and the temperature in the room quickly rose. Ma Yan took out a plate of peanuts and a plate of beef sauce like a magic trick.

"Ha! It seems you were prepared long ago?" Xia Jian said in a little surprised.

Ma Yan glanced at Xia Jian a little charmingly and said, "It's prepared for me, so don't be so beautiful." Ma Yan said, and took out a bottle of white wine from the cabinet. Moreover, the price of this wine in the market is not low.

"I'll drink such a good wine!" Xia Jian said this on purpose, just because he didn't want to drink.

Ma Yan opened the packaging box of the liquor twice and said coldly: "You have a little nonsense tonight, it's best to say less, just drink more later."

Since he came, he would be at peace. It seems that Xia Jian cannot do without this house if he didn't finish drinking this bottle of wine. If Ma Yan wasn't a woman, wouldn't he be lying on this pink bed, wouldn't it be nice! Unfortunately, he couldn't do this.

Just as Xia Jian was thinking about this question, Ma Yan had already poured wine for them. She raised the wine glass and said with a smile: "Being able to drink alone with Mr. Xia is the greatest happiness in my life. Don't say anything, there are only cold dishes tonight, and hot dishes will be added tomorrow."

After Ma Yan finished speaking, he raised his glass and finished it. Although the glass was not a big glass, it was not small. Seeing that Ma Yan was drinking so hard, Xia Jian was a little anxious. He smiled and said, "Drink less, otherwise you will get drunk later. How can we chat?"

"Since you care about me, then drink more. Anyway, just this bottle of wine, until we drink it," Ma Yan said, pouring wine for herself.

Ma Yan was right. It seems that only when he drinks more, Ma Yan can drink less. So Xia Jian raised his wine glass and was content. The two of them ate the dishes, drank wine, and chatted.

The room was a little hot with the fire, and after drinking so much white wine, Xia Jian couldn't sit still. He stood up, took off his coat and threw it on the back of the sofa.

Ma Yan's eyes were blurred, and she raised her wine glass and smiled, "If you ask you to take it off early, you just don't listen. I am not afraid of a girl, don't know what you are afraid of?"

Looking at Ma Yanqiu's proud figure under her clothes, Xia Jian felt hot all over. He laughed and said, "Stop drinking anymore, I'll be drunk." When Xia Jian said this, his tongue began to roll.

Ma Yan's fair face showed a hint of blush. She held the bottle and said, "Who doesn't know how much you, Xia Jian, have drunk two bottles of wine. You have drunk at most five taels. Here I have drunk at most six taels, and there is still the last glass left."

After Ma Yan calculated this for him, Xia Jian realized that he had drunk more than one pound tonight. His amount was just seven or eight, and he was drunk for one and a half pounds. If he had said that he would not drink a cup, because the better the wine, the more the wine would explode.

Xia Jian felt that he could think of these questions clearly, which meant that he was not completely drunk. But when Ma Yan forced the last glass of wine into his mouth, Xia Jian felt disgusted, and then he was dizzy, and it became more and more powerful.

Xia Jian's body slowly lay on the sofa, and he felt the lights in the room were also turning. Gradually, he lost consciousness.

He suddenly saw Zhao Hong sitting beside him wearing pajamas. Xia Jian wanted to call her name, but he couldn't. He stretched out his hand and pulled off Zhao Hong's pajamas. Zhao Hong threw herself into his arms a little shyly.

It seemed that Zhao Hong turned into Ma Yan's face again. She was shy and delicate, so delicate that it made people unable to control herself. Xia Jian only felt that he was going crazy. He tried his best to vent the heat that Xiu Nei could not control.

Xia Jian didn't know how everything was restored to peace. He knew that he was very comfortable and happy in his sleep, as if he was laughing all the time.

A dense sound of salutes woke Xia Jian from Shu Chu. He only felt dizzy, sore waist and weak legs, and weak all over.
Chapter completed!