Alai Zaizai sat down on the bench beside him in a daze, spilling a lot of wine from the bottle.
"When will you marry my boss and give me a title...?"
After asking this question, Qiao Fei burst into laughter.
"Master Qiao, I'm not kidding, I'm serious... You see, you and our boss have been getting along for the past few years... and we eat and live together every day. Everyone outside knows that you two are a couple, but your family has always been late. You are unwilling to express your opinion, and you are not willing to pay a betrothal gift... You live with our boss every day... You have a bad reputation... Why don't we get married early, and we can still have a wedding banquet." After saying this, Alai burped.
These were words he would never dare to ask Qiao Fei when he was sober.
In recent years, it is not that I have been worried about how powerful the Qiao family is, but I have known that Qiao Fei is very powerful in his own right.
He was a man who had rescued Lu Yan in times of crisis many times. They all obeyed him for his ability.
Alai was scolded the most by Lu Yan, but he was also the one who went on the most missions with Lu Yan and had a deep relationship with him.
They no longer dare to have ordinary feelings between men and women towards Lu Yan. After all, in their hearts, Lu Yan is already a god and omnipotent.
So that sacred status is unshakable, just because no matter how strong Lu Yan is, she is still a woman.
Sooner or later, they have to find their own destination. Lu Yan gave them a piece of pure land and a home.
They naturally hope that Lu Yan can have a family of his own in the future, get married and have children, and even be a gentle mother and live an ordinary life.
So Alai took advantage of the drunkenness and came to question Qiao Fei.
I thought Qiao Fei would be cold-faced, but I didn't expect him to smile.
"Hey, Mr. Qiao... Don't be young, I'm serious. I know that I am a servant and I am not qualified to care about your masters' affairs... But my boss is really great. There is no such shop after this village. So, Mr. Qiao, you have to hurry up..."
"It's not that I don't want to hurry up, it's that your boss never gives me a chance... How about... you give your boss a drug tonight... and let me cook the raw rice first?" Qiao Fei deliberately teased him.
Alai was so frightened that he almost woke up from alcohol.
"That's not okay... If this is done, the first thing the boss will do when he wakes up tomorrow is to cut me into pieces."
He still knew Lu Yan's temper. It would have been the first time for Lu Yan to surrender under the influence of drugs in such a confused way.
Can you be willing to do that? That little temper tantrum didn't blow up the entire island
"What are you doing here, kid? I'm looking for you to drink over there. Go back..."
Alai was about to say something, but Lu Yan, who was coming from behind, grabbed him and threw him out.
That kind of strength is really impressive to all men...
Alai was so frightened that he ran away, not daring to mention what happened just now.
Lu Yan sat opposite Qiao Fei and asked with a smile, "What did this little bastard just say to you?"
"Ah, he said he feels sorry for me that he hasn't been able to do anything to me for so long... He wants to help me get some poison... He will kill you at night."
"Fart, is it true? That little bastard dares to say that?" Lu Yan obviously didn't believe it.
"Well, I think this method is not bad... How about we give it a try?" Qiao Fei smiled.
"Try it, uncle... put away those messy thoughts."
Qiao Fei sighed slightly, took Lu Yan's little hand, put it in the palm of his hand, and rubbed it, "Xiao Yan, the melon fell to the ground when it was ripe... You little white melon is almost ripe. If you don't let me pick it, might it really fall?" On the ground, turned into a rotten melon?”
"This metaphor of yours is really bad... If you want to sleep with me, just say so... don't use metaphors with me."
"Yes, I just want to sleep with you, what do you think? Do you dare?" Qiao Fei used the most cumbersome provocation method.
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