Chapter 142: Drunk again

"boom!"
Han Dayuan raised his case and yelled at Han Kang sharply: "What's the little bunny saying? It's not an apology like Xiao Song! How can a noble person like Xiao Song with a bowl drink with you!"
Hearing Han Dayuan's words, Song Kun was very speechless. This guy obviously scolded Han Kang, but in fact was running on him. It seems that this guy really intends to drunk him.
However, although I know that Han Dayuan has no good intentions, Song Zheng still said: "Uncle Han should not be angry, in fact, I like to drink with a bowl."
Han Kangsheng was afraid of Song Yi's remorse, and hurried to the kitchen and took out two bowls.
After taking the bottle, the two bowls were filled quickly.
Song Yan originally thought that Han Kang was a freshman, and the amount of alcohol would not be too high, but he did not expect that the two would drink three bowls in a row. Although the other party was already drunk, he obviously could still drink it. He was frequently toasted by Han Dayuan. Drink three bowls with Han Kang. Each bowl is about half a catty, which adds up to two and a half catties.
Because of his strong body, his drinking volume is about three pounds. Therefore, at this moment, his head is heavy, and he knows that if he continues to drink it, I am afraid that it will be won by Han Dayuan.
"Let's drink another bowl!" Han Kang murmured a little.
"Let ’s take your order first," Song Yan suggested.
However, Han Kang did not give face, and his face was red-eared and equator: "If you are a man, just drink it!"
"Little bunny, brother can't take care of you!" Faced with Han Kang's repeated provocations, Song Ye was also a little bit upset, so he said, "Okay, drink!"
"Mum! Mum!"
After drinking another bowl of wine, Song Yan felt as if his stomach was burning, especially uncomfortable.
"Tongtong!"
After drinking this bowl of wine, Han Kang shook his body first, and then fell directly on the table.
Seeing this, Song Xun couldn't help but, Xiao Tuzi, fighting with his brother, he wasn't drunk yet.
Seeing Song Yan who was intoxicated, Han Dayuan couldn't help but overjoyed, so he tried to sip Song Yong, but after drinking three pounds of wine, Song Yuan felt confused, and ignored Han Dayuan's dim sum thinking, instinctual act. Just drink the cup.
Therefore, after drinking another pound of wine, he was drunk.
"Little Song, Xiao Song!" Han Dayuan shook Song Min's body hard, and found that he had no response, knowing that things had happened, and hurriedly greeted Zhang Jianmei: "Wife, let's send this boy to Sasa's room together!"
Zhang Jianmei said for a moment, then: "How can this work, Xiao Song is a student of Salsa, how can they let them sleep together!"
Han Dayuan yelled, "You mother-in-law, I don't know when I'm a son! Do you think I'm letting salsa drink tonight, and then drunk this kid for what it is, not to match them two!"
After hearing what Han Dayuan said, Zhang Jianmei was very surprised: "Are you crazy, old Han? They are teachers and students, how can they be together."
"You know a ball! Do you know how many net worth this kid has?" Han Dayuan suddenly said mysteriously.
"How much?" Zhang Jianmei asked subconsciously.
Han Dayuan proudly raised three fingers: "Guess."
"Three million!" Zhang Jianmei asked tentatively.
"I am! Three million also want to marry my daughter, dream!" Han Dayuan spit on the floor, disdainful.
"Is it 30 million?" Zhang Jianmei said with some surprise.
"Less, guess again!"
"It won't be 300 million!"
"You mother-in-law, I know you can't guess it, it's three billion!" Han Dayuan is even more amazing, as if the three billion is his.
Zhang Jianmei took an air conditioner: "Why is Xiao Song so rich?"
From the perspective of Song Ye ’s dress, he does n’t look like a rich man, and it is said that rich people all have eyes on their heads. This little Song is also too modest.
"Lao Han, you are not mistaken, how can Xiao Song be so rich!"
Han Dayuan laughed strangely: "Hey, do you think I'm a fool? I tell you, today at the casino, this boy won more than 2 billion in one breath, and he just throws out a card, there are 600 million, just I know, he has three billion, who knows if this kid is more rich, you think, as long as this kid and salsa become good things, we will be the billionaire's father-in-law and mother-in-law. There is also endless money! "
Although Zhang Jianmei was very emotional, she still shook her head and said, "No, I don't think this is appropriate. After all, we didn't solicit the opinions of the two of them. What if Salsa doesn't like Xiao Song? Or Xiao Song doesn't like Salsa?"
"I said you mother-in-law's head has grown on her butt. If Salsa doesn't like the kid, why would he take him home, and the kid is not interested in Salsa, and how can he be so concerned about our family? Ah, I think the two of them are interesting to each other, but they are afraid to break that relationship because they are teachers and students. Since they dare not break, we parents should break them! "
Han Dayuan, speaking more and more smoothly, felt that he was right, and even he himself believed in the flicker of his wife.
After listening to Han Dayuan's analysis, Zhang Jianmei really felt a bit reasonable, but she still hesitated.
"What are you still hesitating, mother-in-law? How rich are people like Xiao Song who don't want to abandon our family? After this village, there is no such shop. You must know that in this era, rich and handsome men Quite popular, there is no such store after this village! "
Zhang Jianmei was finally persuaded by Han Dayuan, so the couple worked together to lift Song Yan to Han Sha's room and put it next to Han Sha.
"Lao Han, let's go out!" Covering the quilt for Song Yan and Han Sha, Zhang Jianmei was about to leave the room.
"Wait! You take off their two clothes first!" Han Dayuan thoughtfully.
"Lao Han is too much!" Zhang Jianmei said with a fever on his face.
"All ninety-nine steps have been taken, the last step is left, don't grind, and quickly undress them!" Han Dayuan urged.
"All right! Go out first! I'll take them off!"
Zhang Jianmei compromised.
In the meaning of Han Dayuan, they should take off all their clothes, but Zhang Jianmei's skin is always not as thick as that of Han Dayuan. In the end, they left a pair of underwear and underwear.
At 6:30 in the morning, Song Yong, who had a good biological alarm clock, woke up on time. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong, because he felt that there was a soft and warm body lying on his back against his back. At the same time, his right hand Holding a ball of tenderness.
Am I dreaming shyly?
He was a little skeptical, holding the tender hand and squeezing it subconsciously, feeling quite real.
"Mom, this is not a dream!" He opened his eyes sharply, and found that someone was lying in his arms, and from the side, Han Sha was very likely.
"Wipe! How could I sleep with Hansa?"
A lot of fragmented memories flashed in his mind, and they were quickly connected together, and he immediately realized that he was the one who won Han Dawon. For a moment, he was very annoyed. This guy is too shameless. Fortunately, the target he is targeting is I, if it were someone else, wouldn't Teacher Han Sha suffer a great deal.
[Author off topic]: Thanks [td91158467] for this great reward.