针锋 对决

Yuan Yang and Peng Fang stood aside, watching GuQingPei helplessly, feeling that he was neglected, feeling a little wronged in his heart.

"Alas." Peng Fang sighed exaggeratedly, just about to open his mouth.

"Shut up." Yuan Yang said bluntly.

"Fuck, you know what I'm going to say?"

"A dog can't spit out ivory, so it won't listen."

"Are you about to lose your only brother?"

"Can you suffocate if you don't talk?"

"Yes." Peng Fang said firmly.

"You said."

"I said, look at how troublesome it is for you to find this daughter-in-law."

Yuan Yang pushed his head hard, "You'd better suffocate to death!"

"Why, I got it right."

Song Juhan and He Gu both drank some wine, GuQingPei saw that they didn't bring a driver, so he wanted to find someone to see them off.

Before He Gu could speak, Song Juhan said "no need" and pulled He Gu away.

He Gu said helplessly: "You don't like this occasion, so why do you have to come along?"

"What, did I embarrass you?"

"When did I say... oh, you're going to play your temper again, aren't you?"

"I want to watch you."

"What do you see me?"

"Mr. Gu is not that boring." He Gu teased him, "You have a guilty conscience, otherwise why are you afraid of what people will say about you?"