Chapter 372:

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Ning Yi smiled, "Today you are the host and guest, please, please."
The two were polite, and they couldn’t eat any more meals. The old man of Ba Bahu turned his eyes and smiled: "According to the ceremony, the second seat is the seat of King Chu, but I am in the rules, and the sage is also great. Bin, Lord Hou Wei is my dynasty. This time, I don’t think it's as good as His Highness to sit with Lord Hou Wei."
Everyone agreed, and the second prince smiled and said, "The sixth elder happened to be close to Master Wei."
Ning Yi glanced at Old Hu with a smile, then smiled at Feng Zhiwei.
Feng Zhi smiled bitterly and honestly said: "It really kills me kid."
Ning Yi laughed, and was about to take her hand into the seat. She couldn't prevent the green shadow from flashing. One hand smashed his hand fiercely, and then a gust of wind rolled over, and there were already people sitting on the second seat.
Gu Nanyi and his family Gu knew.
Master Gu sat there calmly and calmly said, "I am with her."
Everyone looked at each other-with the sleeves and sleeves broken like this, only this master Gu Shao, who had always been shocked, could do it.
Ning Yi's footsteps stopped and looked at Master Gu with a deep look, then suddenly smiled and said, "Cheng, you are with her."
Speaking of Yifeng Fengwei, went to the third seat.
"..."
Master Gu Shao still got up strong and chased to the third seat. His Gu knew that he was not happy, and the dead lay still in place, yelling: "Father and know together."
Opposite Ning Yi Xiaoyin Yin played with the wine glass, said leisurely, "A maximum of two people for a seat, must we four people squeeze together?"
Feng Zhi smiled bitterly and made a "nothing" gesture to Master Gu.
Master Gu didn’t move anymore. He was no longer the one who didn’t care about what he wanted to do. He gradually understood concessions and patience, but Feng Zhiwei always felt that what he worried about seemed not to be her safety, but something. Something else...
The seats were reopened, and all the other officials in the elegant seats also heard the sound. There were too many people in the stream, there were too many people, and Feng Zhiwei didn’t remember many of them. I only knew that there were six departments, and there were nine city soldiers. The officers of the Dudu Mansion of the 5th Army of the Ma Si and so on. Although she had a good drink, she was gradually overwhelmed. The seven princes asked for the old things again, hugged the three huge vine wine glasses, and grabbed Feng Zhiwei said: " Don’t think that you can escape after changing seats, drink and talk first."
He took Fengzhi micro-sleeves, Fengzhi smiled, and the Seventh Prince accidentally slipped his fingers, but felt that the skin of his hands was slippery, and he couldn't help but stunned, a thought hadn't flashed out yet, and the white sleeves suddenly turned When he came over, he heard Ning Yi smile and said, "Old Seven, you are a bully. If you say you want to toast, why should you not do it first?"
Feng Zhiwei hurriedly stood up and smiled, "How dare you let your Highness give a toast to the lord, I will do it first."
She happily went to serve the cup, intending to drink it all at once, spit it on Ning Yi, then drunk gloriously, and finally went back to each house, happy.
One hand was born out of the blue again, and she stood firmly in front of her. He took the glass of wine and stunned Ning Yi in her ear. "Master Wei is drinking today, but Xiao Wang is worried about his own. Clothes... I'll give this glass of wine."
Feng Zhiwei raised his head, thinking what could you succeed? After you pour this one cup, it's my clothes.
Suddenly remembered that this person actually drank alcohol in her house, and did not really pour a glass. Is it that every time you drink outside, you will take medicine such as hangover pills first?
In a moment of thought, Ning Yi had taken her wine glass, but the seven princes refused to take it, and raised their hands to grab the glass. Ning Yi drank and drank, raising a glass to take a picture, laughing: "Lao Qi , Never give me face again, that "Fairy Pouch" will not give you."
The Seventh Prince smiled helplessly and said, "Sixth Brother will threaten people."
On the other side, the second prince seemed to be smiling, "You are not looking at the seventh, who in the world does not know the six kings and Wei Wei? The friendship that the South China Sea and North Xinjiang have fought out, you see, I don't go to this lively."
Ning Yi supported his forehead and laughed lazily: "You are obviously afraid of this glass of wine, your second brother, and you might fall into it and drown."
In the crowd's laughter, Ning Yi suddenly crooked her body, half crooked on Feng Zhiwei's shoulder, as if she was invincible.
Feng Zhiwei immediately wanted to quickly fall to the side. The man in the desk suddenly caught her waist tightly. She scratched her fingertips and almost smiled, where could she hide.
I was thinking that this man was crazy, and it was not such a big way to take advantage of it. I suddenly heard Ning Yi's voice close to his ears, "You must not return to your own house tonight."
Feng Zhiwei stunned, and quickly tilted his fingers to signal the opposite of Master Gu, don’t act rashly. He smiled quietly and poured wine. The glass covered his mouth and asked, "Why?"
"Don't think it's a coincidence today. Nor do you think it's because of you." Ning Yi took her wine glass and played on her lips, "I'm not going to cram a sliver to find a relationship on this occasion...you listen to me Yes, wait and walk with me."
Feng Zhi groaned slightly, thinking that this person's position was not his own. After all, did he really follow suit?
When so many people couldn't ask, she lifted the pot with a chuckle, and held her fists on all sides, saying, "Brother...convenient...then..." clutching the jug and walking away.
The second prince laughed behind her, and said, "Master Wei, carry wine at his convenience, and he is not afraid of the smelly smell...wrong, wrong...direction!"
Ning Yi stood up with a smile and said, "Come on, look at Master Wei drunk like this, but don't use the kitchen as a latrine, Ben Wang... by the way."
His pace was a little skewed, and he grabbed Feng Zhiwei's hand, and the two drunks held each other, twisting out in the laughter of the second prince and others. The room behind him was busy, guessing, guessing, and drinking The wine fight, the hustle and bustle, rushed far away.
Waving back at the door to follow the attendant, Xiao Ning, Ning Yi held Feng Zhiwei tightly, the two hooked their shoulders, staggered toward the latrine, almost half of Ning Yi leaned on Feng Zhiwei On her body, long hair was touching her face, Feng Zhiwei only felt sore shoulders, and gritted her teeth, but the man was still restless, lying on her shoulder and blowing her ear for a moment. Her hair was broken, her earlobe was blowing, and the heat was forced layer by layer, and her already soft body had a little less effort. The swaying steps that had been pretended to be now were really a little shaking.