After wearing the interstellar, His Majesty is so handsome

Chapter 69
Originally, Patriarch Song was carrying it for him, and he was able to persuade the drunkard, but he didn't expect that these people would become arrogant once he left.

"Good nephew, come here, take the wine, drink it, and I will cover you in the clan and give you the resources for cultivation, what do you think?" Song Mingtian said staggeringly.

He picked up the wine on the table and handed it to Song Qingji: "Don't be perfunctory this time, just drink it up, we are all watching, don't lose face to your uncle and me."

Song Qingji did not take over for a long time.

"Boy, don't be arrogant, just because the old man likes you, you won't take us seriously? Be careful, I'll beat you up."

Later, he thought that his temper was extremely violent, and he opened his mouth to threaten.

"That is, the exquisiteness is carefully cultivated in the family, without any education at all."

"Why don't you just feed him directly, what nonsense is this jerk talking to him."

"good idea!"

A group of drunkards heard that this method is good.

Now Song Qingji was completely helpless.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails sunk into the flesh, as if he could crush his hands.

At a time like this, he couldn't be humiliated and brutally drunk by them.It's better to take the initiative yourself.

Just watch, he won't make it easy for them!
Seemingly pushed to the extreme, Song Qingji also began to counterattack.

It's just that among so many methods, he chose the most stupid one, but also the most useful one.

He grabbed the wine glass from Song Mingtian's hand abruptly and said: "All uncles want this junior to drink, and it's not a problem for this junior to keep refusing. If so, this junior will offer you a glass to all uncles to help you have good luck in the future."

He deliberately made the second son of good luck aggravated.

"It would be great if you could think so. Uncle is very pleased."

Song Mingtian patted him on the shoulder and said.

Song Qingji smiled, did not speak, picked up the wine in his hand and drank it down.

Song Mingtian always felt that something was wrong, but he was drunk and didn't allow him to think about it.

Seeing him drink, a group of drunkards who watched the excitement dispersed, each sat in his seat, and talked about other things.

Feeling the surroundings quiet down, Song Qingji slowly opened his scarlet eyes.

There was a haze in the eyes for a moment, even if they were covered with red bloodshot eyes, they couldn't hide them.

He tried his best to control his trembling hands, so that the group of people would not notice his abnormality, and he clenched his teeth tightly, trying to relieve some pain.

In the end, it hurts more and more and hurts more and more.

Sweat broke out on his brow.

The hand that was holding the table was covered with red dots, not only that, but the snow-white neck and face were also covered with red dots.

Gradually, he felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and opened his mouth to breathe heavily, trying to suck all the surrounding air into his stomach.

At this time, except for him who is in great pain, everyone else is indeed peaceful.What to eat, what to drink, what to talk about.

The world was spinning, and he finally couldn't hold on and fell down. Before he fell, he took a deep look at Song Mingtian beside him.

Song Mingtian ignored Song Qingji after he drank it.Been chatting with a bunch of drunks to my right.

As a result, after talking for a long time, I heard a loud bang beside me.

Before he realized what was going on, he continued chatting with that person without turning his head.

On the contrary, Patriarch Song, who has been discussing matters with Patriarch Song, has been paying attention to the situation here.

I saw Song Qingji fall at a glance.

Before the female relatives understood what happened, Patriarch Song had already asked the servants next to him to carry Song Qingji onto the suspension car.

Soon, the suspension vehicle drove directly into the nearest hospital to Song's house.

All the female relatives looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What happened?"

"It looks like someone fainted!"

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, it looks very unfamiliar."

"He sits in the first position, does he have a special status in the family?"

"I do not know either."

"Why did he faint when he asked?"

This is where the female relatives are suspicious.

(End of this chapter)