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Chapter 32 The Wolf King turns into a Husky, Qiao Feng turns out to be a fledgling? !
"Come on, stepmother, serve my elder brother Qiao well."

Zhou Yi smiled and pulled a plump, shy woman to the side of Qiao Feng. Qiao Feng trembled and suddenly stiffened.

The scent of rouge so close to her and the charm emanating from her whole body, yet her face looked extremely pure.

When Wanniang saw Qiao Feng's appearance, she immediately understood that this rough and heroic man in front of her was a fledgling!

With seductive eyes, she stretched out her hand to hook onto Qiao Feng's shoulder, then moved her whole body and sat on him!
"My dear, don't be so reserved. I will serve you."

Zhou Yi held a pretty lady in one hand, and held the wine glass to his mouth. He took a light peck, and the wine went down his throat. He immediately looked at Qiao Feng.

"Brother Qiao, don't be so reserved. Come on, let's continue drinking!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Feng quickly pulled his hands free, immediately picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp. While Wanniang poured the wine, Qiao Feng did not dare to look at the beauty in his arms.

Seeing this, Zhou Yi thought, Tsk, Qiao Feng is a bit difficult to deal with, I'm afraid I have to use force!

He immediately smiled and said, "Brother Qiao, how about we not get drunk today?"

Qiao Feng loved drinking, and it was rare to find someone who could compete with him in drinking. He had drunk a ten-jin jar of wine by himself in the restaurant. Although his mind was clear at the moment, he was a little confused.

He slapped the table and said boldly, "Okay!"

"Brother Zhou and I hit it off right away. I won't go home until I'm drunk today!"

Zhou Yi pushed the delicate girl in his arms away and said, "Go, get someone to bring ten jars of good wine!"

"Wait a minute, my dear. Aren't ten jars a bit too much?"

"many?"

Zhou Yi laughed: "How can it be too much? I'm afraid it's not enough for the two of us to drink!"

"Come!"

Soon, the door opened and two servants came in carrying a load on their shoulders, and ten jars of ten-jin Zui Chunhong came up!

Qiao Feng saw this and couldn't help but feel a little flustered: "Brother Zhou, isn't this a bit too much?"

He can drink, but there is so much that he asks himself whether he can finish it!

Zhou Yi stood up, picked up two jars of wine and placed them in front of Qiao Feng: "What's the matter, Brother Qiao, are you scared?"

"Don't worry, drink as much as you can!"

"But let's make it clear that you are not allowed to use your true qi to force out the alcohol."

"Haha, that's exactly what I want. If you cheat while drinking, then what's the point of drinking!"

"Well, in my hometown, cheaters can only sit at the same table with that kid!"

"Come!"

clang!
The ten-jin wine jars clinked together, and there was laughter in the room, accompanied by the incessant sound of stringed instruments and jade harps. In less than a quarter of an hour, the ten-jin jar of wine went into the stomachs of the two people.

Qiao Feng's face immediately turned red, and he smelled of alcohol when he opened his mouth. The three women beside him all looked at him with their beautiful eyes!

Zhou Yi remained calm and said he was joking. The alcohol content of wine in the Song Dynasty was not high, and the Black Water Sutra he practiced was a water-based technique.

With a slight movement of his magic power, most of the alcohol smell dissipated, and even the smell could not be smelled!

As three jars of ten kilograms of wine went into his stomach, Qiao Feng became confused. With drunken eyes, he hugged his stepmother and began to knead her with his big hands.

Zhou Yi smiled secretly. As the saying goes, alcohol makes a man braver. How could Qiao Feng, a virgin in his thirties, resist the pretty face and pleasant voice of his stepmother under the influence of alcohol?

But, it’s still a little bit lacking.

Immediately, he scooped up a jar of wine and gave it to Qiao Feng, and the two continued to fight.

After drinking this jar of wine, Qiao Feng couldn't even sit still.

He shouted, "Brother Zhou is awesome! This is the first time I've been drunk by someone in all my years as a brother!"

"Come on, let's have fun today, let's continue!"

He stood up to get the wine, but before he took two steps, his body staggered and he almost fell. His stepmother held him up, but Qiao Feng's body was so heavy that he was pushed to the ground by his stepmother. The smell of alcohol was dazzling.

Wan Niang shouted tenderly, "Mr. Zhou, do you still want to watch?"

Zhou Yi grinned wickedly: "Haha, come here, let me help." He carried Qiao Feng to the couch, took off his clothes, and looked at the wolf head on his chest with his eyes narrowed.

"Qing'er, go get the silver needles, and ask the runaway servant to buy some tattoo potions."

"Ah, you want it, sir?"

"Don't say anything, just go!"

Soon, Qing'er brought silver needles and potions, and Zhou Yi used his true energy to change the tattoo on his chest little by little. He erased the original wolf head part, started tattooing again, and little by little changed the position of the wolf head to a husky.

The Husky tilted its head, its stupid eyes staring forward, and a hand stretched out to point forward...

Zhou Yi nodded in satisfaction and reached out his hand to touch Qiao Feng's chest. Immediately, the skin that had just been broken and the blood that had flowed out stopped flowing instantly.

He turned his head to look at Wanniang and said with a smile, "I'll leave it to you."

"Don't worry, sir."

Stepmother smiled sweetly, looking at Qiao Feng's sturdy body with some obsession.

As he said this, he hugged Qing'er, and went straight to another room with the other woman, closed the door.

……

The next morning, Qiao Feng opened his eyes and looked at the woman lying in his arms. He shuddered all over and jumped up, but felt a chill in his crotch and quickly returned to bed.

Wan Niang was half asleep. Seeing Qiao Feng's shocked and embarrassed expression, she immediately smiled sweetly and said, "Sir."

The jade hand immediately reached into the quilt, and Qiao Feng's body trembled and he stood up straight.

"Girl...don't do this, don't do this..."

But the next moment, Wanniang crawled into the bed, and Qiao Feng was so excited...

After a while, Qiao Feng seemed to accept his fate. He looked at his stepmother and sighed softly, "Miss, I'm sorry to bother you."

"Haha, sir, you are joking. This is what I do."

Having said this, his expression inevitably darkened.

When Qiao Feng heard this, he immediately consoled her, "Wan Niang, can you tell me about your family affairs?"

"Since the lord wants to hear it, then please tell me."

Lying in front of Qiao Feng, Wanniang said softly, "My surname is Lin, and my father is a lieutenant in the direct department of Hongzhou City, in charge of the city defense. Five years ago, someone in Hongzhou City tried to assassinate the current Prime Minister Cai. This was a big deal and caused a great uproar in the city. At that time, everyone who should be killed, from the government office to the city defense, was killed."

"My father was implicated, and the Lin family was old and young. My father was beheaded, and my mother died of illness. My sister and I were sent to the Jiaofangsi alive and became slaves. My sister was beaten to death by an official two years ago..."

As Wanniang spoke, she began to sob into Qiao Feng's chest. Qiao Feng felt a surge of anger burning in his heart when he heard this.

He is so implicated, killing people at will without asking the reasons, what kind of prime minister is he!
He patted his stepmother's shoulder with his big hand and said softly, "Don't cry. Qiao swears that if I have the chance, I will definitely avenge your Lin family."

Suddenly, Qiao Feng sat up and looked at his stepmother seriously: "Would you like to leave with me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Wanniang stopped sobbing and looked at Qiao Feng lovingly.

"Sir, are you going to redeem me?"

"But I am a lowly person. If I want to leave the Jiaofangsi, I must have a document from the imperial court, and then change my nationality..."

"It doesn't matter!"

Qiao Feng thought that Zhou Yi was quite capable and had the support of the Divine Marquis Mansion, so this matter would be very simple.

He said seriously, "Wait for me on this matter. I, Qiao, will keep my word. I will come to Hongzhou in three months at most to pick you up!"

"Okay, I believe you!"

I was so moved that I couldn't help but sit on it again...

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