The young man's sudden words made the old village chief spit out all the tea he had just drank. He kept coughing and glanced at Andy secretly. The look in the young man's eyes changed from amusement to pity.
Even if the pick-up method is so low-level, it is still in front of the parents and elders. Isn't this just asking for death? !
Unfortunately, the young man's attention was on Xiaoyue and he did not notice the warning look in the old village chief's eyes.
Xiaoyue did not answer immediately, as if she was thinking about whether the young man's words had any other meaning.
The young man realized that there was an ambiguity in his words and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that, I... I just thought you looked familiar... really!"
His conversation was no longer as steady as it was at the beginning, and his face slowly turned red. Such a panicked and youthful look makes people want to believe that he has no malicious intentions.
Except for the young man, everyone else in the room laughed.
Xiaoyue stopped laughing first. She looked at the young man carefully and replied seriously: "We must have never met. The business route I often take is far away from here. Today is the first time I have returned to my hometown, unless... we I saw him when I was a kid, but I'm sorry, I don't have much impression. Maybe you have met someone who looks more like me."
The young man glanced at Xiaoyue gratefully and hurriedly walked down the steps: "It's possible, it's possible..."
The old village chief noticed Xiaoyue's knowledgeable and sensible behavior. He nodded secretly, but soon felt a chill on the back of his neck.
"Here, have a drink!"
With veins popping out on his forehead, Ang Di took the old village chief by the back of his collar and forced the still-hot tea into his throat.
"Ahem...are you going to choke me to death?!" The old village chief almost couldn't breathe.
"Hey! How can you say that? We haven't had a drink in a long time. Let me toast you first!" Ondy squinted his eyes and smiled extremely awkwardly.
"This is not wine!"
"We can switch to wine."
"Ahem."
The old village chief knew that he was in the wrong and stopped arguing with Ang Di.
Someone else's uncle and nephew have just reunited, and before they have time to reminisce about old times, it is unjustifiable for me to take advantage of someone else's niece because of my nephew.
"Hey, did you talk about wine? Come on, I just brought over a jar. You guys can satisfy your cravings first. We can drink the rest together after I finish it!"
The village chief's brother walked in with a small wine jar.
"Just right!" Andy slapped his thigh, pointed at the young man, and said maliciously, "Come on, young man, come over and have a few drinks with me!"
The young man knew that his rash question had angered Xiaoyue's uncle. He had a grimace on his face and could not say no, so he had to sit down in front of Andy.
…
The food was served and the wine was drunk for three rounds. Except for the non-drinkers, everyone was lying on the table.
Andy fucked three of them by himself, he really has a good drinker. In fact, he was more than that. He was just pretending to be drunk, and both Xiaoyue and Froya could see it.
"If you can't drink, just stop drinking! Hahaha! I won, you guys, let's practice again!" Andy laughed nervously as he spoke.
"I...can still...drink!"
The old village chief shouted vaguely, and touched the wine bowl, but Andy picked it up without realizing it.
"Me too... ugh, forget it... I surrender."
The village chief's brother rolled his eyes and fell down, and was helped to the back room by his wife, who was scolding him.
The young man was in the best condition. He just lay weakly on the table, supporting his head with one hand.
"Huh? Young man, you're not bad. Come on, have another drink!" Andy seemed to have found his prey and handed the wine bowl to the young man.
The young man let out a shapeless laugh, his face turned red, and he waved his hands feebly.
At some point, the old village chief came up to the young man, patted him on the shoulder, and said sincerely: "Xiu En, you are the best performer in our family today. You have to... you have to prove yourself before... you can... Opportunity…haha!”
The old village chief slapped the young man hard several times.
"I'm just going to run away first!" After saying that, the old village chief left half walking, half crawling, but not at all slow.
The young man's eyes widened, his mouth half-opened, and he stared blankly at the old village chief fleeing.
"Hey, the old boy is pretending!" Ang Di glanced at the old village chief with disdain, then pushed the wine bowl in front of the young man, "Come on, let's continue!"
"I……"
The young man raised his head hard, but before he could speak, he heard Froya on the side saying: "If it doesn't work, forget it. Everyone should have enjoyed themselves today."
"Did you hear that? Did you hear that?" Andy slapped the table, staggered to the side of the young man, and whispered to him, "Can you say that you can't do it? Can you say this?!"
The young man's face remained dull for several seconds, then he licked his dry lips and said, "I can..."
"You can't!" Andy picked up the bowl, "So, come on, drink!"
Please let me finish my sentence!
The young man stared and was speechless.
"Okay uncle, let's stop here today!" Xiao Yue said in a stern tone, "It won't be convenient for us to pack up any later!"
At this moment, Xiaoyue's voice sounded like the sound of nature to the young man's ears.
Ondy smacked his lips and said regretfully: "Okay, those two cowards have fallen, and it's really boring for you and me. We'll find another chance in the future!"
The young man blinked his eyes and remained silent.
"Hmm - it seems I have to stay here tonight. Is there any room available?" Andy twisted his neck, "I don't care, I just want to squeeze in with that old boy, the main thing is my niece and her friends... …”
"Yes, it's upstairs."
"That's good!" Andy laughed twice, looked at Xiaoyue and Floya, turned and walked in the direction where the old village chief left, and shouted, "Old boy, let me see who you are. Not really drunk!"
"climb!"
The old village chief's scolding came from inside, followed by the village chief's sister-in-law's instructions to the young man.
"Xiu En, if you have nothing to do, go and help the two girls clean up. Your dad vomited. I have to deal with it before coming back."
"OK."
The young man responded and stood up holding on to the table.
"Is that okay? It doesn't matter if we clean up. I'm disturbing you today." Xiaoyue held the young man's arm with one hand.
The young man raised his hand as if he was electrocuted and took a few steps back: "It doesn't matter, I'm still awake."
He no longer looked sleepy as before, and he took steady steps back.
Floya praised: "You have a good drinking capacity..."
The young man took out a breath and said with a smile: "That's an exaggeration. In fact, I didn't drink much. I was just worried that if I didn't pretend to be drunk, tonight would be endless."
"…and very gentlemanly."
Froya could tell that the young man's actions of raising his hand and retreating were not because he didn't want to contact Xiaoyue, but because he didn't want to take advantage of being drunk. There’s also the matter of maintaining your own image – people who drink too much don’t smell good.
After hearing the second half of Floya's words, the young man shyly scratched his hair. He picked up the cutlery and left the house as if running away.
Xiaoyue and Froya looked at each other and began to clear the table.
"How to do it?" Froya asked, stacking the tableware acrobatically and picking it up.
Xiaoyue's answer was concise and to the point: "Frankly."
Coming to the kitchen, the two of them washed the dishes with the young man.
Xiaoyue chatted with the young man about the village, while Froya secretly observed whether there were any hidden spies around her.
After a while, Froya nodded to Xiaoyue.
The young man also noticed Floya's strange behavior. He stopped what he was doing and his expression became a little strange.
It's like he realized something, but he's not sure yet.
Xiaoyue's movements did not stop, and Froya also started to wash the dishes.
"Please tell me how to call you." Xiaoyue's expression did not change, but her tone became a little colder.
"Uh, should I introduce myself?" the young man was testing.
Floya said: "Xiu En? No, what we want to know is your real name."
Her straightforwardness made the young man clear his suspicions.
The young man did not answer immediately, but continued his previous actions. Although his gaze did not stray from the tableware in his hand, his eyes gradually became sharper.
"Are you under orders from the king?"
