San Fu

"Is this your real level?" Duan Feifei asked with a smile, "Shall I let you take a shot?"

"If you are at a real level, I can pass a shot." Jiang Kuo said.

"Okay," Duan Feifei walked slowly from the other side of the table, looked at the ball on the table, then took the white ball and rearranged its position, "Then your chances are running out."

"Enough momentum." Jiang Kuo gave him a thumbs up.

Duan Feifei turned the rotary lever and fell on the table.

Compared with aiming in archery, Duan Feifei's level of aiming at billiards is obviously much higher. This shot was made cleanly, and the ball fell into the pocket immediately, and the white ball stopped at the right position.

"That's about the same." Jiang Liao took a sip of his drink, leaned against the bar, and started recording the video again.

Duan Feifei didn't take too much aim for this shot, a shot exploded, the ball made a crisp sound, and the white ball returned to Taichung after it fell into the pocket.

Jiang Kuo looked at it, and if he didn't make a mistake, he could still make two more, and there would be no chance for him to go any further.

"How is it?" Ding Zhe came over and asked, "Did Jiang Kuo lose?"

"Hey?" Jiang Kuo looked at him, "What are you talking about?"

"It's normal to lose," Ding Zhe said, "He's really good at this."

"Your car is gone." Jiang Kuo said.

"Hey!" Ding Zhe shouted, "I haven't finished yet! Although he is powerful, but you keep this thing at home, you can play as you want, it must be much better than him."

"He doesn't usually play." Jiang Liao said over there.

Ding Zhe looked at her: "This makes it difficult for people to talk."

"Bet?" Jiang pointed to the small blackboard hanging on the wall next to him, "Place your bet."

"Come, come!" Ding Zhe passed over immediately, Liu Fatty and the others stopped playing, and came over to bet first.

"Damn." Jiang Kuo felt helpless.

"Who wins the bet?" Mr. Jiang drank two cups of tea and came over with great interest.

"Just leave..." Jiang Kuo said.

"Almost," Jiang Liao said, "Now Sun Ji and I will bet on him to win, and the remaining three bets will be on Duan Fei."

"Don't give me face." Jiang Kuo waved his hand.

"Then I still have to..." Mr. Jiang looked at the ball on the table, "Bet on Duan Feifan."

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Duan Feifei happily took another shot.

This shot didn't go in.

Jiang Kuo took the club and rubbed the club head... Although he only hit one shot and only touched the ball, the sense of ritual of rubbing the club head is indispensable.

However, he felt that his luck was really not very good. After two strokes, the ball was blocked. No matter which ball was in the middle, Duan Feifan was blocked in the middle.

He clicked his tongue and tried to eat a cup, but he didn't score.

"I figured it out." Duan Feifei took the chocolate and slowly rubbed it against the club head, looking very confident.

"I don't know if they are Chinese." Jiang Kuo walked to the bar and knocked on the table, "Baileys with milk."

Jiang Liao looked at him.

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo said.

"I don't know if I made ice cubes today." Jiang Liao looked at them, "No, sir, why don't you try Baileys ice cream instead."

"Okay." Jiang Kuo nodded.

"Do it yourself." Jiang Liao waved his hand.

Jiang Kuo sighed, so he had no choice but to go over by himself, opened the refrigerator, took out the ice cream, scooped one up and put it in a cup, and Dong Kun shouted when pouring the wine: "I want it too!"

Ding Zhe and Sun Ji followed immediately: "We want too."

Liu Fat shook his head: "I want to drink Mr. Jiang's good tea first."

"You do it yourself," Jiang Kuo said, "I don't have time, I'm still playing."

"You have plenty of time," Ding Zhe said.

"You really won't drive tomorrow, right?" Jiang Kuo said.

"You're talking..." Ding Zhe ran over and said in succession, "I'll come, I'll come..."

During the time it took to pour wine on the ice cream, Duan Feifan had already scored three goals, and when Jiang Kuo returned to the edge of the stage, there was only one bouquet left on the stage.

Ding Zhe was right. He continued to stand at the bar and made a cup for everyone. Duan Feifan probably cleared the table right away.

Jiang Kuo sat down on the chair next to him and slowly took a bite of the ice cream.

When Duan Feifei took aim at the ball, he turned his head and glanced at him: "Can you memorize me?"

"Don't worry," Jiang Kuo said, "as long as you win, I will drag you out for a couple of laps."

Duan Feifei smiled and continued to aim at the ball in front of him.

This ball is not very easy to score. It has to be hit very thinly, but it may not be strong enough to fall into the bag.

If the ball doesn't score, it will basically be given to Jiang Kuo to win. Now the color balls are spread apart, basically there is no edge, and the angles are very good.

But Duan Feifan didn't give him this chance, he hit the ball with one shot, the white ball drew a slight arc with spin, and hit the last bouquet from the side.

pocket.

"Good shot!" Fatty Liu shouted holding the teacup, took another sip of tea, and then shouted again, "Damn, good tea!"

Hei Ba had no suspense, and stopped alone less than thirty centimeters from the middle of the bottom pocket.

After taking a glance, Duan Feifei closed his eyes.

"Your uncle!" Jiang Kuo cursed.

Black eight bag.

"What are they betting on?" Dong Kun asked Jiang Le.

"Carrying my daughter-in-law." Jiang Leolao said.

"...Who drew this?" Sun Ji asked, "What kind of luck is there to win or lose in this draw?"

"Me." Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"Okay," Ding Zhe said, "You are awesome."

"Back!" Fatty Liu shouted.

Jiang Kuo raised his head, poured the last sip of ice cream and wine into his mouth, put the glass on the table, and stood up: "Okay."

"Turn around the second floor and come down." Jiang Liao said.

"Can..." Jiang Kuo was interrupted before finishing his sentence.

"No, take the stairs," Jiang Liao said, "Mr. Jiang carried me from the first floor to the third floor last time."

Willing to gamble to lose.

Jiang Kuo turned his back to Duan Feifan and bent over, waving his hands behind his head: "Come on."

Duan Feifei supported his shoulders and jumped onto his back.

Jiang Kuo wrapped his legs, and it would be much easier to carry pants on this leg.

"Let's go!" Jiang Kuo shouted.

"Let's go!" Fatty Liu shouted.

Everyone followed them out of the entertainment room.

To be honest, Duan Feihua doesn't look fat, but his body is quite strong, and it's really not light to carry. Fortunately, he can only go up two floors. As long as he runs fast enough, he doesn't have to carry it for a long time.

Jiang Kuo rushed up the stairs in a few steps, and went up to the first floor with three steps at a time.

"Damn it!" Dong Kun was stunned, "I can't tell."

"I used to be on the swimming team." Ding Zhe said.

"We won't send it off anymore," Sun Ji shouted, "Fan Fei you supervise him, we can't run away from him!"

"Okay." Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo paused, and when Duan Feifei spoke, his voice stuck behind his ears, and the lower half of his body along his neck turned into itchy flesh.

"Don't talk." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth.

"Huh?" Duan Feifei didn't understand.

"Itch!" Jiang Kuo walked quickly to the stairs in the living room with him on his back, "I'll throw you on the floor after talking!"

Dong Kun's voice came from downstairs: "What floor is it!"

Duan Feifei didn't make a sound.

Jiang Kuo had no choice but to answer by himself: "I'm going to the second floor now!"

This bettor climbed the stairs behind someone's back, and had to report the itinerary by himself.

When going up to the second floor, Jiang Kuo still ran up, but because the speed was too fast, his hands slipped a little, and Duan Feifan's legs slipped down.

"Wait." Jiang Kuo stopped, stood on the top of the stairs and turned upside down, trying to move Duan Feifei up.

It is very hard, I am afraid that it will not be thrown in place.

Duan Feifan followed his strength and supported his shoulders to move up a little bit, and when he fell down, his chin hit the top of his head.

"Damn!" Jiang Kuo didn't cover his head with his hands, so he could only curse again, "Damn."

Duan Feifei suppressed a smile and rubbed the top of his head twice.

"I'm going downstairs, don't laugh," Jiang Kuo warned him, "If I fall, you have to fly out."

Duan Feifei cooperated without making a sound or laughing.

Jiang Kuo went downstairs very quickly, almost rushing down.

It's ok, there's one more layer.

He carried Duan Feifan on his back and ran to the stairs in the basement, where a group of people were still waiting.

"It's really fast," Liu Fat said, "If you want to replace me with this physique, I haven't reached the first floor yet."

"Let it go!" Jiang Kuo shouted while running down.

Everyone quickly moved away.

At the same time, Duan Feifei was bumping behind him, breathing on his neck.

Just halfway down the stairs, the itching went directly down the side of the waist to the legs.

This kind of warm breath sweeping across the neck brought more than just itching, but mixed with some kind of emotion.

Jiang Kuo's legs softened.

"Me!" He only had time to yell out a single word before he threw himself on the ground.

... I knew I wouldn't let everyone get out of the way.

If he had to pounce on the stairs and then slide down, he was an extraordinary launcher.

Duan Feifei estimated that he could fly at least two meters.

And he was afraid that he would be rubbed against the stairs before Duan Feifei flew out.

Miserable...

But when he fell on the stairs, Duan Feifan supported the steps with his arms on his shoulders.

Because the downward force was suddenly blocked, Duan Feifei fell directly from behind him.

Basically a standard one-handed front flip.

Then Duan Feifei fell to the ground, and he bumped forward into Duan Feifei. Duan Feifei wrapped his arms around him and continued to rush to the floor.

He knelt on the last step and stopped on his hands.

"Damn." He turned to look at Duan Feifan.

"Prophet." Duan Feifei also looked at him.

"Are you okay?" Dong Kun and the others rushed over and dragged them up from the ground with all their might.

"I'm fine," Jiang Kuo said, "Duan Feifan?"

"It's okay." Duan Feifei stretched his right wrist.

"Wonderful." Jiang Liao was still leaning against the bar, facing the two of them with his mobile phone, clapped his hands on his legs a few times, and applauded them, "I wanted to record a scene where you two slipped out, I didn't expect to be able to record such a wonderful moment..."

Duan Feifei glanced at Boss Jiang. It was normal to be punished for carrying someone back, but something like this happened in the middle, and the precious son fell down the stairs, which is a bit hard to say.

But Mr. Jiang was standing by the door of the entertainment room, with a look of excitement on his face, and even took the time to ask, "Has Duan Feifei practiced?"

"...No." Duan Feifei said.

"Good skill." Mr. Jiang said.

They didn't fall, and everyone went back to the entertainment room after having fun for a while.

Because of the gamble between Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan, a group of people started playing billiards again.

"Your ice cream just now," Duan Feifei asked, "do you have any more?"

"Yes," Jiang Kuo walked behind the bar, "Do you want more wine?"

"Did you refill the wine just now?" Duan Feifei looked at him.

"Well, Gabriel is sweet," Jiang Kuo said, looking at the wine again, "Let me see what else..."

"Brother," Duan Feifei lay down on the bar counter, "Did you do it on purpose?"

Jiang Kuo took a plate and scooped two balls for him: "Is it enough?"

"Give me another vanilla one." Duan Feifei said.

"Okay." Jiang Kuo scooped up another vanilla, put down a small fork, and pushed the plate in front of him.

The entertainment room is very lively, players playing billiards and wailing table football.

"Playing darts?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Want to save face?" Duan Feifei ate ice cream.

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo said.

"Go." Duan Feifei smiled.

"Jiang Kuo!" Ding Zhe shouted, "Get us some!"

"Do it yourself." Jiang Kuo said.

"I come, I come, what do you want?" Aunt Liu entered the entertainment room, and went to the bar very skillfully. Usually, when people at home come to play, she is here to help with food and drink.

Jiang Kuo looked at the time on his phone, and it was already past nine o'clock after eating, and now it was playing and making noise, and it was past eleven o'clock.

If I go back to the hotel right now, I just finished washing and resting.

But everyone didn't seem to pay attention to the time, and Jiang Kuo didn't remind him, and put the phone back in his pocket.

"Let me open my eyes." Duan Feifei sat on the chair and said while eating.

Jiang Kuo took off all the darts on the dart board in the past: "I am really good at this thing. I have been playing since I was a child. No one needs to cooperate with this, just play it by yourself."

"Were you very lonely when you were young?" Duan Feifei asked.

"I'm alone now too." Jiang Kuo stood sideways, took aim with the dart, pressed his hand, and the dart landed on the single bull's eye.

Duan Feifei smiled and said nothing.

Jiang Kuo took another dart and glanced at it seriously.

"Are you playing with your left hand?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Both hands are fine." Jiang Kuo switched his right hand, turned to face Duan Feifan, and glanced at Duan Feifan, "I'll give you a [-] to open your eyes."

The dart still fell on the single bull's eye.

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and continued.

Duan Feifei didn't speak any more, and watched him while eating ice cream.

Jiang Kuo didn't make any noise either. He was quite calm when he was playing darts. At this moment, the noise from the other side of the ball table had slowly disappeared from his ears.

There was only the target in front of him and Duan Feifan who was eating ice cream beside him.

He didn't look towards Duan Feifan, and when he met Duan Feifan's gaze, he would panic.

"Damn, friends!" Fatty Liu's voice came, "Hurry up!"

"What!" a group of people shouted.

Jiang Kuo was unaffected and threw the last dart.

fifty points.

He raised his eyebrows and turned to look at Duan Feifan.

The dog thing actually just fell asleep on the sofa with the plate that had already been eaten.

"Damn." Jiang Kuo walked up to him, reached out and flicked his forehead.

Duan Feifei jumped up and covered his forehead.

"The young man is very skilled." Jiang Kuo smiled.

Duan Feifei heard the voice over there: "Is it one o'clock?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo looked at his phone.

"Well, don't go back to the hotel." Mr. Jiang, who has been playing billiards with others, put down his pole. "It's too late. If you go back to the hotel, you will sleep at two or three o'clock, and you won't be able to get up tomorrow."

"I cleaned up the guest room today." Aunt Liu said.

"Let's just rest at home, we have everything for washing and washing," Mr. Jiang said, "Jiang Kuo, please make arrangements."

"En." Jiang Kuo responded.

A group of people were already sleepy. After hearing this arrangement, they all responded and followed Jiang Kuo to see the guest room.

At this time, I have to thank Mr. Jiang. My mother didn't plan to keep a guest room at the beginning, saying that who would live in someone else's house these days, but Mr. Jiang insisted on keeping one.

There is a guest room on the first floor and a room for the elderly. After the decoration, none of the four elderly people came to live. They said that it was too uncomfortable to have no neighbors. There is also a vacant room on the third floor, which is very small and only has a foldable sofa. , is Jiang Kuo's spare warehouse.

It just happened to be able to stuff all these people down.

According to the usual habit of staying up late at 107, a group of people left a separate bed for Duan Feifan.

Jiang Kuo took Duan Feifan to the third floor.

When getting out of the elevator, Duan Feifei stumbled over his shoes on the carpet, Jiang Kuo was startled, and quickly grabbed his elbow: "It's only a few meters away, don't fall down here."

"I'm just sleepy," Duan Feifei said, "I'm too drunk."

"Blow it, you can go for a run at [-] o'clock without sleeping at four o'clock." Jiang Kuo walked forward, "Are you sleepy now? Don't you fall asleep when you are drunk? It's right there."

Duan Feifei didn't speak, just followed him happily.

"Drunk is drunk," Jiang Kuo opened the door of the small room, and pointed to the door next to it, "The bathroom and toilet are here."

"En." Duan Feifei entered the room.

"When the sofa is put down..." Before Jiang Kuo finished speaking, Duan Feifan had already walked over, fell down on the sofa, closed his eyes, and was stunned, "Duan Feifan?"

"Go and rest," Duan Feifei closed his eyes, "I don't have the ability to wash up now, let's talk about it after a while."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo paused, turned around and walked out, closing the door behind him.

The lights downstairs are still on, but no one is talking anymore. After a night of commotion, everyone is sleepy, except for Jiang Lele, who has already gone to bed. Even Aunt Liu stayed up so late with her today. Now everyone They all quickly entered the state of racing against time to go to bed.

Jiang Kuo was also very sleepy, but he still insisted on taking a bath.

When I came out of the shower, I found that the drowsiness had been washed away.

He opened the door and looked over there, but didn't hear anything, probably Duan Feifei was still asleep.

Back in the house, Jiang Kuo found out the earphones, put them on, played a song, and fell on the bed.

After stretching a few times, he let out a long breath.

Still not drowsy, but not fully awake, in a tangled state of being neither sleepy nor sleepy, with various sounds buzzing in my head, and chaotic images flashed before my eyes from time to time, as if fast-forwarding.

The scene of falling down the stairs was replayed at least a dozen times at double speed.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Kuo sat up, took off his earphones, and found that the whole world was refreshed.

He is wide awake.

He got up and got out of bed, stood in the room for a while, then opened the door and walked out.

Duan Feifan should have gotten up to wash up. The door of the guard next to him was closed, but the light and door of the small room were both closed.

This person seemed to be struggling to wash up, and he didn't even have the strength to turn off the lights and close the door when he came back.

Jiang Kuo walked to the door and looked inside.

As expected, Duan Feifei lay on the sofa and slept like an eternity.

He hesitated for a moment, reached out and knocked lightly on the door twice.

Duan Feifei didn't respond.

Jiang Kuo looked down at the time on his phone, it was three o'clock.

He put the phone back in his pocket and walked into the room.

He took a chair and sat next to the sofa.

When Duan Feifei woke up, he felt that he had lost the dizziness after drunkenness and was quite sober, so he could judge that it should be midnight.

But when he took away the arm covering his eyes and was about to get up to find a glass of water, he suddenly found someone beside him.

His eyes widened all of a sudden, and he didn't make a sound, which can only be regarded as his mental quality is excellent.

When he saw that this person was Jiang Kuo, he was stunned.

Jiang Kuo sat on the chair next to him, with his legs on his knees, his arms on the armrests of the chair, his fingers on his forehead, and his eyes fixed on him.

Ever since he woke up, Jiang Kuo hadn't moved or looked away.

"Jiang Kuo?" Duan Feifei tried to call him, wondering if he was sleepwalking.

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo responded.

"Damn," Duan Feifei sat up, "Are you awake?"

"Otherwise, am I a fish and sleep with my eyes open?" Jiang Kuo's posture remained unchanged, just looking at him like that.

"What's wrong?" Duan Feifei asked softly.

"It's okay," Jiang Kuo said, "Go to sleep."

"...how do I sleep?" Duan Feifei was stunned.

"How did you sleep just now, how do you sleep now." Jiang Kuo said.