When Bu Fan sat down, Natsume Ren raised his hand and let his seat fall naturally on Bu Fan's thigh.

"Fuck, what are you doing?"

Feeling a pair of fat hands rubbing against her tendon flesh.

Bu Fan's hair was blown up.

"Director Xia, you have no wine glasses, I'll fill them up."

I immediately found an excuse, and Bu Fan wanted to stand up as soon as he held the soft sofa.

Natsume Ren could not let the duck with his mouth fly?

The other free hand was the moment Bu Fan supported the sofa with his hands on his thigh and exerted force, hugging Bu Fan directly.

Three seconds later, Natsume Ren was at the bottom and Bu Fan was on the top. His eyes were less than three centimeters away, and Bu Fan's mouth had already chewed on Natsume Ren's face.

So close, Bu Fan even smelled the garlic smell left in Natsume Ren's mouth when he was eating.

After a few seconds, Bu Fan supported himself with all his strength.

Bah, Bah, Bah...

Even after spitting a few mouthfuls, I felt that the oil on the person's face was still hanging on his lips.

He pressed down on his stomach that was about to vomit and bowed to Natsume Ren repeatedly and said, "Sorry, Director Xia, I didn't stand firm after drinking too much."

When Bu Fan broke free and stood up, Natsume Ren leaned lazily on the sofa with his hands, his thighs slightly widened.

"There is no one in the private room now, so I'll just say it! Xiao Qi, I admire you as a person. If you accompany me today, I will make a decision to give it to you directly now."

"Director Xia, I don't understand what you mean."

Bu Fan was stiff on the spot...

"What does this mean? Treat him as a young master? Want him to pick up soap and sing about the remains of chrysanthemums?"

Thinking of Bu Fan, who was here, looked up at Natsume Ren's eyes.

At the same time, Natsume Renxin threw a charming look over, and Baichi subconsciously trembled his legs and almost trembled with urine spasms.

Although he was so disgusting, for characters who were finally promised to have serious lines, most of their savings were spent on them. Bu Fan did not want to give up and tried to use other methods to resolve the situation at this time.

Just as he was about to speak, Natsume Ren touched his chest with his left hand, and made one position wide open, and the other hand patted the position. "If you don't say good things twice, you have to sacrifice your life if you want to. If you miss this village, you don't have this store. Have you thought about it?" After saying this, he sneered, "If you don't agree, this crew can't tolerate you, what I said..."

Natsume Ren picked up the wine on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, shook it a few times and killed it.

After drinking wine, the boiling blood is like injecting additives.

Blood boils, blood vessels expand...

I couldn't help but feel the pleasure of suddenly getting up, and I couldn't help but moan and growl: "Ah..."

Bu Fan, who was standing opposite him, struggled for a long time, and finally took a deep breath and moved towards Natsume Ren with his feet.

Seeing this scene, Natsume Hito was even more indulging himself, sweeping his hands around his chest.

“orge   on     baby   it's    you!”

Bu Fan finally moved his feet to the sofa, took a deep breath, and under Natsume Ren's expectant gaze, he suddenly grabbed the bottle beside the table and swung it towards his head.

Bang...

At the moment of the eye, the wine bottle had an intimate contact with Natsume Ren's head.

Suddenly, a yell of slaughtering a pig rang in the room.

It lasts for a long time, swaying back and forth!

"ah..."

Blood gushed out along the root of the hair.

At this time, Bu Fan, who was puzzled, threw away the wine bottle, swung his fist as big as a sandbag and greeted Natsume Ren.

One punch

"I treat you as a brother, but you think about getting to me!"

Two punches

"Damn it, I'm not a kind-hearted person, I never sell my skills but never do it!"

Three punches

"I'm a man of gender, I don't have as wide a wide range of hobbies as you do!"

Four punches

"Fuck, God gave you an eight-snake spear. You must use it as a messing stick, and you are looking for me, I'll go to your sister."

......

After swinging countless punches, Bu Fan stopped panting. At this time, there were lines and male number three, all of them were gone. I don’t care.

After a few punches, Bu Fan, who had lost a lot of breath, took a deep breath and spit out a thick phlegm at Natsume Ren's face.

The middle nose bridge cannot be shaken off even if it is hung on it.

After he had fun, Bu Fan didn't even look at Natsumetian, who was howling, turned around and opened the door, closed the door, and left with his pants.

goodbye    , I won’t serve you!

Bu Fan, who grew up in an orphanage, firmly supported him when he was young, not to bow his back to five dou of rice, let alone the poor and humble moves, and the mighty and powerful.

Of course this is not the point, the key is that the fat man covered in oil said he couldn't speak!

What's the thing?

After a fierce exercise just now, I walked out of KTV. When the night wind was approaching, Bu Fan's wine was blown away and his mind was much clearer.

At this time, he really wanted to slap himself twice, but he spent a lot of money until he finally got a mouthful of oil.

I am just a pie, or the kind that I can pick up by myself.

Walking on the way home, Bu Fan cried by his stupidity.

Isn’t it a person like myself to describe both people and wealth?

"unlucky..."

As soon as I walked into the corner, I was penetrated by the alleyway. A roar came from behind, "It's him, don't let him run away."

Bu Fan turned his head and saw that he was so scared that he was sweating profusely.

Natsume Ren pressed the bleeding wound with a handkerchief and pointed at him with a ferocious face.

The two were only about twenty steps away, and the two men holding steel pipes were followed by Natsume Ren.

From the body that was bulging with clothes, you can tell that it was Kong Wu’s powerful shape.

"Brother, if you have something to do, don't... stab me."

"You slut, aren't you very arrogant?"

"When will the revenge be repaid? Brother Xia, why don't you just forget it..."

You can't run away. You wave your hand and stop, and confront each other.

Talking and retreating until you have no choice.

"Come on!"

Bu Fan roared and then hugged his head and squatted down, "Does the eldest brother hit someone in the face?"

"Go to the little white guy!"

Natsume Ren snatched the steel bones on his hand and called the helper to hit Bu Fan with a stick.

The sky is dark and the earth is dizzy. This stick is the cover of Bufan's heavenly spirit.

When he was about to faint, Bu Fan seemed to hear a sound coming from his mind.
Chapter completed!