Eighty-year-old hot wife gets rich by beating others

"Brother Zhoucheng, I offer you a toast. I caused you a lot of trouble before."

Song Shuyun saw Father Song and Hanzhoucheng blowing a bottle of beer, and was afraid that the medicine would not work, so she toasted Hanzhoucheng with a bottle of jujube juice.

"Since the college entrance examination is over, it's time to relax." Han Zhoucheng said, then picked up a bottle of beer from the opened mouth and handed it to Song Shuyun.

"No, no, the little girl can't drink at any time." Father Song waved his hands again and again, after all, he wasn't sure which one had medicine in it.

A smug smile flashed in Han Zhoucheng's eyes: "In the past two years, every time she was drunk and knocked on the door of my dormitory, why couldn't she drink?

It's okay, I'm here today, Uncle Song doesn't dare to do anything to you, so he drinks boldly. "

It was the first time that Song Shuyun saw Hanzhoucheng smiling so brightly at her, and she was instantly fascinated by ghosts. She took the wine bottle handed over by Hanzhoucheng and drank half of it in one go.

Although Song's father was very worried, he thought that even if Song Shuyun drank the drugged beer, it would be fine.

As long as Han Zhoucheng drank too much and became unconscious, it was enough.

"I'm going to the toilet."

Han Zhoucheng burped, got up and walked out unsteadily.

"I must have drunk the medicine, I'm so hot."

Song Shuyun swallowed, stretched out her hand to fan the wind, the blush on her face was already obvious.

"Then, go back to the room and lie down first, don't close the door." Father Song explained in a low voice: "I'll find a way to send Zhoucheng in later."

"Well, then I'll go back to my room first." Song Shuyun stood up and went back to her room top-heavy.

Under the blessing of the medicine, she was dizzy all over.If you take a cold shower at this time, it will be much more comfortable.

But she doesn't want to make herself too sober, the more confused, the more indulgent she can be
After Han Zhoucheng came back, he held up the wine bottle and discussed the past with Song's father.

Song's father did show him a kindness, and he has also devoted himself to the freight station over the years.

But this is different from Song's father designing him, and it is not ungrateful for him to fight back.
After all, Father Song and the others were too cruel.

If he followed Father Song's way today, the most sad and disappointed person would be Lin Manfu.
"Uncle Song? You're drunk." Han Zhoucheng slanted his eyes and smiled.

"How could I be drunk? My drinking capacity is much better than yours. I won't even get drunk when you are drunk."

Father Song couldn't speak clearly, he was dizzy and weak, but he still muttered: "You can drink three bottles, but I can drink at least eight bottles."

"If I remember correctly, after you get drunk, you can sleep all day without eating or drinking."

The whole day mentioned in Hanzhou City refers to a full 24 hours a day and a night.
"I don't..." Father Song fell asleep lying on his arms before he finished speaking.

Han Zhoucheng blew a whistle, and Hua Zi, who was waiting outside the door, ran in with a face of gratitude: "Thank you for sending Uncle Song back to the room to rest, I will go back."

Han Zhoucheng patted Huazi on the shoulder, raised his eyebrows, and reminded in a low voice: "This is an opportunity for you, I don't care if you can grasp it or not.

I will withdraw tomorrow and go back to the village to spend the holiday with my daughter-in-law. "

"Brother Cheng, if I can become a golden son-in-law, you will be my reincarnated parents." Hua Zi nodded repeatedly, and helped Father Song to the bedroom.

Han Zhoucheng walked out, was blown by the breeze, and instantly woke up.He turned around and walked to the table, staring at the remaining unfinished bottles of beer for a long time before finding the target and gulping it down.

When he bit open the cap of the beer bottle with his teeth, he marked the tin foil packaging on it.

Song Shuyun drank a whole bottle of drugged beer, and the rest was still on the table.

And he has never been drunk with beer, and he drank no more than five bottles of beer, and he didn't react at all.
But after drinking this bottle of spiked beer and riding a bicycle in the breeze, I still feel extremely hot.

"Lin Manfu" Han Zhoucheng threw the bicycle aside as soon as he entered the door, and ran into the house eagerly.

His face was blushing, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his breathing was even more rapid.

After lying on his bed, the whole person turned over in pain.

"Hanzhoucheng, are you drunk?" It was the first time Lin Manfu saw that Hanzhoucheng was so fragile, and he quickly thought of a way to hangover in his mind.

"I was designed, and that drug was put in the wine."

Han Zhoucheng shook his head, held Lin Manfu's hand tightly, gasped with grievance and righteousness, "Don't be afraid, it's hard, but I can still resist it."

That drug. Is this something a normal person would do?
"Shameless." Lin Manfu spat, wishing to punch the shameless father and daughter a few times.

"No, I'm going to take a cold shower, I can't stand it." Han Zhoucheng squinted his eyes and saw Lin Manfu with a frozen face.

I can't help but feel that her focus has been misplaced. Now I shouldn't blame the Song family's father and daughter. Isn't the most important thing to relieve his pain?

"Go to the space." Lin Manfu took Han Zhoucheng's arm, jumped into the space, and led him to the bathroom she had built.

"." Han Zhoucheng saw the pouring cold water passing through the shower, relentlessly hitting the ground, and couldn't help coughing twice: "It's so hot and cold, I'm afraid I'm going to have a fever."

"That's right." Lin Manfu also lost her mind. After all, seeing Hanzhou City in such pain, she couldn't help much, so she trotted to the freezer in the supermarket and picked some ice cubes: "How does it feel?"

Lying on the cold ground, Han Zhoucheng shook his head in confusion: "Forget it, go get busy, I'll just get over it myself."

He was thinking of drinking some medicinal wine so that he could act like a spoiled child to Lin Manfu when he came back.

Unexpectedly, the medicinal wine was so strong that he was about to lose consciousness due to torment.

"It's impossible for me to just watch you suffer, right? Don't talk, let me recall what the male protagonist does after being drugged in the novel?"

Seeing that Hanzhou City was suffering so much, Lin Manfu was also very anxious, and kept mumbling: "Then I'll search the Internet, is there any special medicine?"

"actually."

"Ok?"

"There is a special medicine." Han Zhoucheng rolled his Adam's apple, slowly sat up from the floor, stared at Lin Manfu in front of him, and said word by word: "You are the best antidote."

Lin Manfu's cheeks turned red, blood red at a speed visible to the naked eye
"But... you just sent a message not long ago, saying that you will never let me touch a finger."

Lin Manfu's heart was beating wildly, and her body had already responded, but her tone was still pretending to be calm.

Curiosity, anticipation, the picture that can only be dreamed of is in front of her, why doesn't she cherish this saying?
"I'll touch you, I'll touch you all." Seeing Lin Manfu's reaction, Han Zhoucheng offered his hands cheekily.

His body itself was in a state of being on the verge of firing, and when his hands touched the skin of Lin Manfu's body, he was out of control in an instant.