Doctor Xianggong, the goddess of poisonous belly

Chapter 655 Brothers (3)
"Ma'am, the hero is howling so hard, the young master won't really break the hero's waist?"

"Don't worry, you will use your waist for fighting with Brother Bingren in bed in the future. Ping An will not ruin your married life like this."

"..." Qiao Xiaoyu blushed.

In this room, Si Jixia was also helping Bingren to press his waist and said slowly: "Don't worry, brother, I won't really accept your old waist. If I do, brother will not be able to be in front of his wife in the future." Now that I have shown my glory, I will not be such a vicious person."

"Mountain and wild medicine farmer, please be gentle! If you want to get out, I will ask my wife to help me press it. I think you want my old waist to be broken sooner." Bingren grinned in pain.

"Okay." At this moment, Si Jixia withdrew his hand, moved to a stool beside him and sat down, bowed and rolled up his right trouser leg, and said calmly, "I want your brother's waist to be earlier." Cut it off, but if this is the case, I’m afraid I won’t be able to find anyone to drink with me.”

Bingren sat up with a grunt, saw Si Jixia's badly injured right leg from his kick, his eyes sank, he sat cross-legged on the bed and stared at Si Jixia who was applying medicine to his own right leg, curled his lips, and said : "I didn't see that you like drinking."

"I seldom drink alcohol on weekdays, but tonight I really want to drink." Si Jixia didn't change his face when he applied medicine to his injured right leg, as if he didn't feel any pain.

In fact, otherwise, as long as you are still a living person with flesh and blood, you will feel pain.

Bingren looked at Si Jixia fixedly, as if trying to read something from his face.

In this world, how many people will take care of themselves after helping others to deal with their wounds?
"Hey, mountain medicine farmer." Bingren frowned, "I heard that you have no memory of your past?"

"Yes." Si Jixia admitted, "I have forgotten everything about the past."

Bingren asked again: "Can't remember?"

"I can't even remember."

Bingren's brows tightened even more, he was silent for a while, and said again: "Let's drink together later."

"Brother Tai is injured, I'm afraid Ms. Qiao is worried."

"I just ask you, do you want to drink?"

"drink."

"Then quickly tie up your broken leg and go drink on the roof."

This night, Bingren was drunk again, and Si Jixia was also drunk. Both of their faces were swollen like pig's heads, and they hung their shoulders on the roof drunkenly, chattering some nonsense, making Dong Nuan He and Qiao Xiaoyu both found it funny.

"Come, come, drink, drink, you're a brother, hiccup—" Bingren drunkenly grabbed Si Jixia's shoulder, patted his shoulder vigorously, and lazily said, "It's brother, You have to tell me your name, I don’t seem to know the name of you, a mountain medicine farmer, so hurry up and recruit me!”

"Me?" Si Jixia was already drunk, he was not good at drinking in the first place, but today he was happy, drank a lot of wine, and soon became drunk. At this moment, his usually pale face was blushing, and he was holding the wine jar upright. After taking a big sip of wine, he replied with a smile, "My surname is Yan, and the name of Yan's Yan is Ping An."

"Yan Ping'an?" Bing Ren raised his eyebrows, "Vulgar enough, ugly enough, hiccup—I, my surname is Yu, melancholic Yu, the single name is Feng, the name of Daofeng, how about it, it sounds better than your common name, right? .”

Si Jixia half-opened his drunken eyes, looked at Bingren from head to toe, then laughed, and shook his hands again and again: "No, no, brother, I must have remembered wrongly, brother Yu, must be getting better and better. The more you post, the word Feng, it must be crazy, the more crazy, um, the more crazy, it is really suitable for Xiongtai, but...you don’t think so, Xiongtai?"

It's rare that they didn't fight this time.

Because they were all asleep, lying on the roof and fell asleep.

When he fell asleep, Bingren was still holding the wine jar in his arms, and Si Jixia put his legs on his waist.

Qiao Xiaoyu stood in the yard and looked up at the two of them, but she was really afraid that they would fall asleep and roll down, so Dong Nuan pulled her back to the house and told her not to worry about it.

The night wind was very cold, but the two on the roof slept soundly.

Just fell asleep and fell asleep, Bingren woke up, dragged Si Jixia back to the house, threw him on the bed and fell asleep, and he himself lay down on the stool that was made up and continued to sleep.

Nothing seems to have changed.

There is wine, there are brothers, and there are people who love.

This time, Si Jixia slept soundly and soundly.

(End of this chapter)