Unfortunately, the bet was not set as touching the thigh.

And bounced his forehead, which was also the bet that Tooe often made with Risa.

As Toojiang's home court, no matter how smart Yuanming Vanilla is, he cannot quickly master the tricks. He lost a lot quickly, Yuanming Vanilla's forehead was bounced red.

"Hahahaha! I won again! Come on..." Fu Jiang angrily said with a grimace.

"No more fun! Bullying people is not gentle at all!" Yuanming Wancao threw the card and turned around with her arms in her arms.

"Uh...I'm sorry...why you bounce back?" The old single dog had never encountered a woman who was angry and was a little at a loss.

"The god wants to play you! Hello, can you dance?" Yuanming Vanilla turned her head.

"No...but he can sing a little more..." Tooe scratched his head, beating the school beauties, kissing the teacher, and singing love songs in the ninja school was his daily routine.

"It's right. You dance with me. If you make a mistake, I'll step on you. By the way, I'm wearing high heels!" Yuanming Vanilla put a pair of exquisite feet on the table and shook it. The foot control madman Fu Jiang felt aroused in his heart, and he wanted to stick out his tongue and lick it.

Looking at Yuanming's little hand stretched over, Toojiang's nervous palm was sweating, as if it was more difficult than asking him to take a red iron rod. He also remembered the holy snow mountain, as if it was blasphemy to touch his hair.

I touched it gently, and it was very comfortable. Instead, Yuanming Vanilla held it up impatiently: "Mother-in-law, I won't get pregnant if I shake my hands."

"In terms of biological probability, it's not impossible..."

"You don't need to be responsible when you are pregnant!"

"Come on...jump!"

There was actually a phonograph in the room, and melodious music sounded.

Fujiang was clumsy. Before Yuanming Vanilla could step on him, he had already stepped on Yuanming Vanilla's feet.

"Um?"

"Uh..." Fujiang moved away his father's bear slippers awkwardly.

Yuanming Vanilla is a good teacher who patiently teaches Tooe’s key points of dancing.

"Follow the melody, don't follow my feet!"

"Look at my eyes, don't bow your head!"

"Don't deliberately remember the dance steps, and match my body rhythm!"

...

Fujiang is quite talented. After all, his first dance has slowly kept up with the rhythm of Genmei Vanilla and completed the slowest social dance.

During this period, Yuanming Vanilla did not step on Fujiang at all.

Instead, Fujiang stepped on her insteps red.

"Do you want the next song? I feel a little bit." Fujiang pinched the slender hands that were soft and boneless in his hand, feeling a little reluctant to let go.

"What? Do you want to cut it down and put it home and touch it slowly?" Yuanming Wancao said disgusted.

Fu Jiang was shocked. He was looking for him thousands of times in the crowd, but it was me who could see him.

"The feet hurt so much, you have to help me rub it! Go outside." Yuanming Wancao carried two pots of wine, pulled her skirt and crawled out the window.

"Rubb...rubbing...rubbing feet..." Fujiang's mind was repeatedly struck by lightning, and he froze in place for three minutes. It was not until Yuanming Vanilla poked out his head and urged him to come back to his senses and crawled out like a dog.

Yuanming Vanilla is like a very experienced mountaineering enthusiast. She climbed from the third floor to the roof of the fifth floor of Gaotianyuan with barefoot barefoot. She had climbed her sensitive and skillful appearance many times.

Fujiang followed her and slowly crawled with her. Even if he could climb up in a few minutes with the Ninja wall climbing technique, he would rather follow behind slowly like this. Who made Vanilla wear a skirt?

...

On a spring night, the roof of the sky is high and the stars are everywhere.

Fujiang hasn't stared at the night sky like this for a long time. When he first came through, he often looked at the starry sky, thinking that this world that has not been polluted by the atmosphere is really beautiful.

It’s a pity that I got tired of watching it later.

It was not until today that I realized that the way to see Xinghe was to have a girl put her feet in her arms and drink two glasses of wine.

"Do you know this? Recently I felt that loneliness is not in the quiet mountains, in the empty rooms, in the empty night, but in the noisy downtown, there is nothing I belong to here! No one can understand my words..." Fujiang sighed.

"Is it lonely? Who isn't it? This monotonous life is like a cesspool. Every day, disgusting mung beans and flies are buzzing around. A life without a goal. No matter how expensive jewelry you wear, how much money you earn is different from sand and soil? No matter how many compliments you hear, it is just a low point of mosquitoes..." Yuanming's vanilla lay horizontally on the roof, putting her feet on Fu Jiang's arms and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is Yuanming's palm? Have you ever thought something was wrong with him recently?" Fu Jiang rubbed his soft little feet and almost forgot about the serious matter.

"Palm of the palm? What's wrong with him?" Yuanming Vanilla shook her head.

"For example, the number of times I come to you has become less and I don't like to mention the past or something." Toojiang asked.

"Ha... I haven't come to see me for several days. Could it be that the brat is still in love? If I dare to fall in love first, I must do it well..." Yuanming Vanilla chuckled.

"Then he recently..."

"Hey, are you upset? Always holding your palms. You might want to be his boyfriend!" Yuanming Vanilla kicked Toojiang.

"No! Absolutely no! Although the palms are beautiful, I treat him as my brother-in-law at most, and I will never be his girlfriend!" Fu Jiang swore.

"Hehe...drink." Yuanming Vanilla chuckled and raised the wine pot.

"That... can I come to you tomorrow?" Fu Jiang looked at the jade feet in his arms, feeling a little depressed, afraid that this night would be just a beautiful dream. When he woke up, he was holding Sanwan's smelly feet.

"It depends on whether my guests can drink it..." Vanilla smiled gently.

The two of them stopped talking, just drank silently...

Until dawn.

...

"Oh, another poor person."

"It's the new cowherd. He must have been blown away by a strong man with big and thick sturdy man..."

"The new Cowherd has to go through these things, but what are the three major ones? What are the five major ones?"

"Hehe, of course..."

"Hey hey hey, can you be more serious if someone jumps off the building? Don't drive!"

...

Fu Jiang sat alone on the eaves, holding a wine pot, shaking his legs. Countless people below were watching jumping off the building, calling him to hurry up, and his neck was sore.

"Fujiang... don't be impulsive. No matter what happens after doing it... even if a man pushes his butt, it's nothing... you must be strong... you will pass this threshold." Risa patted Tojiang's shoulder heavily and persuaded.

Fu Jiang was still holding the wine pot and smiling foolishly.

There was still the faint fragrance of jade toes in my arms.

The wine pot also has red vanilla lips printed on the mouth.

"Uncle San, what's wrong with him?" Itachi looked at Sanmaru in confusion.

"God knows, he said he was in love yesterday." Sanmaru spread his hands.

"In love? Who are you with?" Risa frowned.

"Vanilla...hehe...vanilla vanilla..." Fujiang smiled foolishly.

"Genimeng Vanilla? Is the top courtesan here? How could you actually meet her?" Risa was a little surprised.

"Oh, is it very beautiful? Do you have a 160-degree beard?" Sanmaru blinked.

"Super beautiful!" Fujiang nodded wildly.

"Okay, I woke up from my dream. Put down the bottle and realize the reality. Old man, you should go to clean the toilet. Don't forget the job that Grandma Yu gave you. Brush the toilet during the day and be a cowherd at night." Lisa shook her head helplessly.

Fujiang was still unmoved, holding the bottle and savoring the beauty of last night.

"I have a way! Itachi, burn his bottle! There is nothing in the world that cannot be put down. He will let go when he knows it hurts." Sanmaru came up with a good idea.

Itachi thought about it and spit out a small beam of flames and burned it on the wine pot in Tooe's hand.

Ten seconds...

The bottle begins to turn red.

Thirty seconds...

The whole body of the bottle turned red, and Fujiang's hands were so hot that water vapor came out.

One minute...

Fu Jiang's forehead was covered with sweat and his face was distorted.

"What's going on? Isn't it hot?" Sanmaru said in confusion.

"Hot..." Fujiang looked at the wine pot with gentle eyes.

"Then why not let go?"

"This is...she has drank a wine pot..." Fu Jiang gritted his teeth in enduring pain.
Chapter completed!