For some things that are destined to happen and those who are destined to meet, the word fate is very suitable for destined to describe, which means that you can't hide from it.

For example, between Wang Jingzhe and Han Guanhai’s uncle and nephew, that is definitely inevitable.

The conflict that caused did not occur directly between them, nor was it in the private room where they were sitting, but in the bathroom at the corner of this floor.

Wang Jingzhe and the others drank a lot of them. First, they took two glasses of white wine. According to the custom of the restaurant, they must have some beer after they are finished. The rules of the world will never change. When drinking beer, the state will basically be unable to stop the car. It is no exaggeration to say that anyone who stops them to drink at this time will have a grudge. On the occasion, Xiaocao is the only woman, and she will not care about this. So at nine o'clock, they are all a little drunk. As for whether they are drunk or not, they must be a little bit short. After all, they are all in the wine scene.

The entire private room was filled with pungent smell of alcohol.

Wuqiao wiped his face with a hot towel, picked up a cigarette from the table, lit it, then pushed the stool and stood up and said, "I'll go to the toilet. You young people, you don't want your life to drink. I have to go back and it's okay. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't hold on anymore. I'll continue to kill you when I put some water back."

"You've reached the time to soak wolfberry in a thermos cup?" Cao Qingdao grinned and said with a smile: "No, I'll take your pulse. I'm a descendant of a generation of medical saints. I'm still good at traditional Chinese medicine. If you touch your two fingers, I'll basically understand what you are doing."

Wuqiao waved his hand gently and said, "Me? That's really no need. Let's say that, I don't dare to walk among the flowers now. Before the New Year, I had dinner with a few friends. I opened another table in the bar in the evening. In the end, I was helped by the lady from the same table. Later, the things happened naturally. Everyone knows, guess what happened later?"

Wuqiao swept them around casually, sighed and said, "After two months, the young lady came to me and said that my overnight romantic life actually brought her October stability. She got pregnant. Then she asked me if I was born or not. I was convinced. What kind of kidneys? Why did I hit the bull's eye as soon as I appeared? I was so accurate."

Wuqiao bit the cigarette, leaving a mysterious smile that you saw me, and went to the bathroom.

The grass glanced at Wang Jingzhe meaningfully. Wang Jingzhe picked up a glass of wine and dried up. He thought to himself, why did these animals always sprinkle salt on my wounds? It seemed like he had discussed it with me. Didn’t this put eye drops on me? Now Wang Jingzhe is a little unconfident in himself. Could it be that the kidney function is really oil leakage?

Cao Qingdao opened his confused mouth and eyes, tilted his body to this side, and said, "Sister-in-law, please stretch your hand over and I'll take your pulse. You have been married to Jingzhe for a long time. If you don't take any measures, I'll see if you have a happy pulse."

Wang Jingzhe pushed him aside and said, "I haven't shot much recently, otherwise your sister-in-law would have had a clue, so you'd have to use it?"

Xiaocao: "Haha..."

Wuqiao went to the bathroom with a cigarette in his mouth, stood by the toilet, untied his pants and began to "sheep". After a while of pleasure, he shivered. He turned around while carrying his pants. At this time, he was facing the door of a squatting room in a bathroom. A young man walked out of it, looked down at the bottom of Wuqiao, and then looked up and said, "Stinky hooligan."

This sentence made Wu Qiao confused. For a moment, he felt that he had gone to the wrong bathroom. But when he saw that the young man opposite was also a man, he frowned and said, "You are so stupid, what are you saying? I'm in your way."

"Go to you, you're just a stinky hooligan." The young man spitted on the ground like a devil.

Wuqiao immediately became anxious. Whoever I provoked whom I was scolded, and he pointed at the young man and said, "Just like your words, if you put them in the northeast, you will have to break your arms and legs even if you don't lose half your life. When you go out, you will put your eyes down. Can you know if your words are scolding Prince Ma?"

Wuqiao has such a temper? His ancestors were all from bandits. Later, they started working in this industry and became friends with shamans. When he arrived at the northeastern territory, he could almost walk sideways. When did he be scolded like this?

A little temper must be.

But what he never expected was that he met Han Guanhai, who was disabled and strong intent but had a bit of distortion. A few months ago, when he was about to go back to Mount Tai, Wang Jingzhe stomped on the egg and broke his legs. Since then, the hormones have obviously deviated. Not only did he hold his crotch in his walking, but he also spoke softly. After all, he has to squat in his pee now.

Han Guanhai said like a wolfdog: "Look at you like an earthworm, I'll say you're going to be like you, you stinking hooligan."

"Pa" Wu Qiao pinched his neck directly, then pushed the person to the bathroom door, raised his knee and pushed him down.

"Bang" Wu Qiao's knee hit under Han Guanhai's belly, but it felt obviously something was wrong, and I always felt that something was missing.

Wuqiao came to his senses after a few seconds. He immediately shrank his hand and said, "Damn, what kind of thing are you? No... Sister, how come you look like a man in makeup? It looks so similar to you."

Han Guanhai's eyes were red. Wu Qiao's words undoubtedly poked the most vulnerable part of his heart. They were drying his little heart so badly that it seemed to be particularly aggrieved when he was pursing his lips.

Wuqiao held it in for a long time before saying, "A good man doesn't fight with a woman, how can he be eliminated?"

After Wu Qiao said that, he turned around and left. Han Guanhai's body suddenly trembled, his eyes were covered in scarlet and tears of grievance.

After Wu Qiao returned to the room, he picked up a wet wipe from the table and wiped his hands. He had a greasy expression on his face and was filled with goose bumps. Wang Jingzhe said with a smile: "I have been peeing for so long, why can't I use my strength?"

Wu Qiao said "stop talking" and said, "Don't mention it, I'm so nauseous when I met a lunatic."

"Come on, come on, drink bar, don't wipe it, wipe off your skin again."

"I'm worried, don't encounter anything unclean, it's disgusting."
Chapter completed!