Chapter 152 Touching Breasts

Xinghua is just a little woman. It is inconvenient for her to show up to socialize. She sip a few times and motioned Crazy Tiger and Crazy Tiger to order food. The meaning in her words is that we don't have to be polite to order whatever our family wants.

Crazy Tiger's memory was closed. He only knew that he was the boss, so he put on the style of a big brother. He stood up and opened a dish and said, "Shop boy, just do as you say!" Pig trotters, beef, lambs, pheasants, wild ducks, wild geese, stir-fried mushrooms with green vegetables, stir-fried shredded pork with peppers, stir-fried belly slices with shredded green onions, and a jar of old turtle soup.

The wild tiger is in a hurry to kill the billet. He is also standing up. He has naturally become a habit for a long time. His mind has not changed. He has to be a step ahead of everything, so he grabbed the words and said, "Big brother, according to my little brother, I want a jar of red sorghum wine. This kind of wine is spicy and strong to drink it. Drinking sweet wine and fragrant wine is like a soup can of water. On the contrary, you can drink it. It's boring, and it's itchy in the throat. It's better not to drink it.

In the past, Li Bai, a wine fairy in the Tang Dynasty, took a mouthful of wine, a wonderful poem, ten poems of wine fighting, and the rhyme and scene were all in the wine pot, becoming a world-famous wine fairy.

Zhang Ying also likes to drink a few mouthfuls of wine. He has a lot of ink in his chest. He is predestined with the strong wine in the pot. He also wants to have a talk show to show his belly talent, and he said, "The more strong the strong the wine is, the more charming it is. Today is September 9th! OK! Listen to Xiaosheng read a poem. On September 9th, drink spicy wine, drink the fragrance of mellow wine, drink strong wine, nourish yin and tonify yang and get sick! Strong wine is refreshing and bold. In the middle of the night, ghosts are worried. They are not afraid of the world all over the world. They drink the wine of sorghum! One, four, seven, three, six, nine, nine, one to follow me. The heart of the capital will not tremble. I will win a champion in history. A generation of literary tyrants are romantic, good wine, good wine!

"Good! The guest should use tea first. The shopkeeper said that he poured a bowl of tea for the four people with the teapot on the table. He greeted them warmly and walked to the kitchen room.

After a moment, stir-fry in a cold basin and cook delicious food. The ordered dishes are put on the table, and a pot of red sorghum wine is pressed aside.

The mad tiger is an urgent surname. He bent down and picked up an urn of red sorghum wine, buttoned off the mud cover with his fingers, and did not tear off the oil paper and beat the wine urn.

At this time, there was a man in his early thirties, with a thick hairy beard on both cheeks, drinking on a table next to him. He was already drunk. He shook his body and stood up, with two hazy drunken eyes, tilted his head to have a look, and saw a beautiful sister sitting behind his buttocks!

Lian Mao's beard turned sideways and stood behind his back with his beautiful sister. He stretched out two salted pig hands as if no one was around and hugged her from behind.

Xinghua didn't expect it. She was held by her waist with a hairy beard and couldn't let go! She couldn't get rid of it, and she couldn't even take out a branch of apricot blossoms.

Xinghua opened a pair of beautiful eyes, and she had to let it go!

With a hairy beard, he slackened up unscrupulously and touched the apricot blossom bulging *.

When the mad tiger saw the hairy beard, he dared to act boldly in public. When the people here were decorations, they did not put them in their eyes, openly bullied the apricot flowers, and put on such arrogance. He should consciously safeguard the dignity of his little sister and not be violated by others.

The mad tiger was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he was so angry that he couldn't do it. "Huh!" "Oh, no!" With a gasp in his mouth, he crossed his body and suddenly threw out a "tiger palm to hit the wind" and patted Lian Mao's beard's face.

"Wock!" In the lobby upstairs, there was a crisp applause, and the palm of the hand slapped on the left cheek of the hairy beard, making half of the face concave.

"Da!" With a hairy beard, a side-rolling bucket fell to the ground and rubbed his feet a few times. There was a twitch all over his body, and he couldn't live.

A drinking guy on the next table jumped out. He was burly with his hands on his waist, revealing a ferocious face. The wolf looked at the apricot blossoms, Zhang Ying, the crazy tiger and the crazy tiger on the table. He roared straight in his throat and said, "How dare you hit people in the restaurant? This is a disaster to destroy the family! It's the courage to eat the leopard's heart, do you know? Who is the person who was beaten? He is also the second son of Lord Barutu! He is a great man, hum! How dare he fly out of his hands and feet and kill him. Come and take him into the government's government's government to ask for the crime and beheaded.

"Lang's head, looking at this person's appearance, it seems to be the 'evil tiger three kills' boss crazy tiger. Yesterday, when he heard that the second brother was sick tiger, he went back to the governor's government to report that the eldest crazy tiger and the third mad tiger seemed to have failed in the 'guest home' inn, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead! How can you be with a man and a woman? If two evil tigers kill the billet, we can't afford to offend them. Otherwise, we will set ourselves on fire. Not only will we humiliate ourselves, but there may be unexpected risks!" A guy named Wild Duck vaguely recognized the two evil tigers, and he was very frightened.

"Wild duck, you can see clearly. How can the guy who beat people be a bad tiger? That's not true! The governor, Ke'er, waited for the 'Three Kills of the Evil Tigers' as the guest of honor. The evil tiger lived in a simple journey and ghosts. The catcher had no chance to meet the three tigers, and he didn't have much to deal with them. The catcher is called Wolf Poison Flower. He is a poisonous guy who specializes in killing loyal ministers and good men. He doesn't believe in the way.

The wild duck is the liaison of the governor's office. He often goes to the governor's office to walk around, and he can't exchange information with him. For this reason, he has a better understanding of the situation of the three tigers, and then he said according to his own break: "Small, I have been to the governor's office dozens of times, and I have seen the 'evil tiger's three kills' dozens of times. Three old faces can't be seen. It's ripe again! Reflecting in the eyes, it can be concluded that the hitter is undoubtedly a crazy tiger! However, I don't dare to be too sure whether the boy in front of me is Zhang Ying in the portrait, Lord Barutu, the political envoy, was not repeatedly told to pay attention to the white-faced scholar when he was about to go out, huh-huh! This person is the nerd who intercepted. If you get rid of the person in front of you, you can build a great merit. Not only 500 taels of gold, but also remove the confidant's troubles of the governor and the governor, everyone is expected to improve the fire line, and it is not impossible to be promoted to several levels in a row.

Wolf Poison Flower is also a six-grade quick arrest, and the political envoy works in the government office.

The political envoy, Barutu, has a prince under his knees, named Basselon, who is called "Huaba pervert" behind his back.

Basserang is a good catcher. On the ground in Anhui, he kicked his feet, and the earth had to shake three times. He has always been used to being domineering, and no one dares to provoke him.

If "Three Kills of Evil Tigers" is mentally normal, you have to let Barcelona do a few points and refuse to offend it too much. Then there will be a conflict in person! I didn't dare to kill him on the spot.