Doomsday Paradise

Chapter 1212 2019 Spring Festival Gala (?) Disaster Scene

Lin Sanjiu suddenly discovered this year that not only did she have a venue to celebrate the Spring Festival, but she also had someone to toss with her.She didn't mention it to anyone, she went through busy work, spanked her ass, searched for supplies, beat other evolutionists out of their heads for two catties of eggs, picked wild flowers all over the mountains, pasted white paper on the door of the spaceship and painted it red. As a result, the paint was everywhere, making Shales angry, calling someone, being hung up, and continuing to call someone... After a series of preparations, he finally found all the people he could find.The following is a clip [accidentally] recorded by Shales' security system.

1.
"Kill me if you can," said Bohemia, whose toga's sleeves had covered the top of the table from view, and she was lying in the middle of the table like a Thanksgiving turkey, the first time since she was born. So righteous and awe-inspiring, he looked at death like home: "I just won the game of Fighting the Landlord just now."

"You win a fart!" Hei Zeji threw the remaining few playing cards in her face, and when she stood up, the chair clattered, "You think I can't see you changing cards with her?"

Bliss quietly lowered her head and tied her hands without speaking.

"You remember wrongly," Bohemia said without changing his expression, "You eat too much candy and your memory is bad. That was the last one."

"I haven't come last time!" Hei Zeji paused and thought for a while when he said this. "Still not here!"

2.
"Give him some," Lin Sanjiu poked his head out of the back kitchen of the restaurant with his hands covered in flour, and whispered, "...you're so smart, think of a way. It's the New Year's Eve."

Although he didn't understand what the Chinese New Year was, Libao still pretended to understand and nodded.He was still reluctant to leave for a while, and walked around his sister twice, leaned up to smell the leek smell in her hair, and his face suddenly wrinkled into an octogenarian. "What is this!"

"Don't you like it?" Lin Sanjiu was a little flustered, "Is the Sanxian okay? Make shrimp for you?"

From the back kitchen came Bohemia's irritated voice: "I'll be your mother's shrimp, I won't do it, I can't peel it! I want to go out and play!"

"I'll do it!" Lin Sanjiu said as he entered the kitchen.

Just like a puppy whose owner entered a coffee shop, the gift bag wandered around the door a few times before going to the restaurant.

When he walked to the side of the headless man, he stretched his neck and looked inside the collar.

"Should I cut a hole and pour the soup in?" he muttered.

3.
"Really, big brother, I can't drink any more," Yu Yuan bit his tongue twice, tears came out, "You can drink too much, I, I can't do it."

The fat white boy Boerwa slapped the table and stood up, his face was flushed red, and his facial features could not be seen clearly: "Drink! Isn't this Chinese New Year?"

"But aren't you Russian?"

Boerwa thought about it.When Russians meet wine, it’s like alcohol meets fire. This question made him calm down for a few seconds from the burning soul of drinking: “Yes.”

Yu Yuan wiped away tears. "I don't understand," he whispered, "I'm also a data subject, how can you drink the data subject under the table..."

At this time, someone knocked on the door several times.Yu Yuan rushed over as if hearing the sounds of nature, and saw a headless man standing at the door; before he was startled, he heard a voice from the ground: "... Is there a drinking party? [-]. Let's drink together, come. "

Although he didn't understand where these things were, Yu Yuan gratefully brought the headless man and the bearded man into the house.When he quietly closed the door and left, he vaguely heard a voice in the room: "Don't look at him without a head, he can drink! Come on, just pour it in like this... I saw it in the restaurant just now..."

[Thank you everyone for the Chinese New Year red envelopes!I hope everyone will do what they can. I think there are still people who say that they should live frugally and give me money. You say that I am not a peripheral honey, nor a drug heroin. It is easy to be misunderstood by what you say... Looking back to celebrate the New Year What should I do if I get banned again? 】

(End of this chapter)