Douluo: I actually have a group pet halo

Chapter 101

Just looking at Zhang Zhi like that, "Got it."

Zhang Zhi pulled back his hand, and glanced at Tang San unhappily.

The moment Tang Si realized that Tang San was unhappy, he reached out and grabbed his hand.

Interlocking fingers gives a sense of security.

Tang San felt the small hand holding his own, and squeezed it back tightly.

"Zhang Zhi, what do you want me to do?" Tang Si looked at Zhang Zhi and asked again.

And Zhang Zhi just looked at the hands of the two interlocking, and was stunned, "Ah... oh, the village chief asked me to tell you that he asked the villagers to hold a bonfire meeting for you, and let you go there now."

"Okay, I know."

"Hmm...um." Zhang Zhimu turned around, and after walking a few steps he came back to his senses, his eyes turned red instantly, and he slowly changed from walking to running, and quickly left the place that made him sad.

Tang Si frowned slightly looking at the direction where Zhang Zhi left, and a few people who had had enough of the excitement gathered together.

"Sisi, your charm is indescribable!" Oscar sighed.

"Nonsense, Oscar, your skin is itchy, right?" Tang Si glared at Oscar.

"Uh... then, let's go now, don't make the village chief wait, haha."

Oscar tried to change the subject, "Then let's go." Tang Si was swollen with anger by Oscar.

The eight people walked towards the widest part of the village, and at a glance they saw the villagers in the village gathered around the campfire.

The reddish flames were particularly dazzling at night, and the eight people stepped forward and came to Old Jack, "Grandpa, we are here."

The villagers who had been busy outside until not long ago all gathered around one after another, concerned about Tang Si, Tang San and the recent situation of Xiao Wu who had become acquainted in the village.

Answer this, answer that, Tang Si wished he could open his mouth to answer their questions now.

After talking about the three of them, they then talked about Dai Mubai and the other five, they would use whatever words were good to them, they couldn't be too enthusiastic.

After much difficulty, the folks finished what they wanted to say.

The eight people sat tiredly on the specially laid mats, picked up the juice drinks on the table in front of them and drank them.

Finally having caught his breath, Ma Hongjun, who was already hungry, picked up the things on the table and began to eat unceremoniously.

Even if I had watermelon to pad my stomach before, I was still hungry. The night sky was full of stars.

The folks danced around the bonfire, and all their enthusiasm was released tonight.

Aunt Wang turned to Tang Si Xiaowu in a circle, and passed her two hands over, "Quick, let's dance."

Tang Si Xiaowu glanced at each other, eyes slightly bent, and put her hand on it.

The two went around the table, came to the campfire and twisted together with Aunt Wang.

The skirts of the two fluttered with the movement of the circle, drawing a beautiful arc.

Next, folks continued to pull several other people up to dance.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who was always deserted, was no exception, blushing and jumped up with everyone.

The eight people seem to have released all the previous pressure today, holding the wine brewed by the villagers themselves, turning the transparent wine glasses slightly, and touching each other lightly, making a crisp sound.

Gradually decrease as you swallow, and refill at the end.

Everyone flushed from drinking until late at night, when the bonfire was extinguished, Old Jack told everyone to go back to their homes.

The eight people helped each other back, except for Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong, the other six people went into the tent, and those who went into the house went into the house.

(End of this chapter)