Chen Dong could tell that Wang Ying's father had a very good drinking capacity.

Probably because of frequent social gatherings, Wang Ying's father drank more than half a catty, but his expression remained unchanged, his speech was clear, and his eyes did not lose sight at all.

Chen Dong couldn't help but shout "Hello" in his heart.

But why does he want to feed himself?

Chen Dong had already noticed that Wang Ying's father wanted to "drink" him and kept urging him to drink, drink, drink.

Wang Ying's father has been in the wine shop for a long time, and all kinds of words at the wine table come out of his mouth. "Words to persuade people to drink" come one after another. Chen Dong has no way to refuse.

In fact, Chen Dong's drinking capacity is also very good. He was trained by his father when he was young.

It's not an exaggeration at all. Drinking two kilograms is no problem.

But Chen Dong doesn't like to drink. Unless he is with friends and feels happy, he will drink more.

Chen Dong was puzzled, why on earth did Wang Ying's father want to feed him?

So Chen Dong repeated his old tricks and used the tricks he had used to fool his father before - this trick was also used against Long Yiye in No. 3 Middle School - he started to pretend to be drunk, his eyes were blurred, his words were confused, and he was confused.

Chen Dong has an advantage, that is, if he drinks alcohol, his face will be red even if he only drinks one drink, and no one will suspect that he is pretending to be drunk.

What's more, this trick has been used almost a hundred or a thousand times!

It can be said that it has been tempered many times.

An old drunkard like his father can hide this, let alone Wang Ying's father?

In the end, Chen Dong fell down on the dining table and fell asleep.

"Chen Dong? Chen Dong?" Wang Ying's father pushed Chen Dong's arm.

The bedroom door opened and Wang Ying's mother came out.

"how's it going?"

"He must be drunk. How old is he? How can he withstand such abuse from me?" Wang Ying's father said solemnly.

"Then let's get started?"

"start!"

Chen Dong squinted his eyes slightly and saw that Wang Ying's parents had serious expressions on their faces, and he was even more confused about what they were going to do.

Could it be that they have colluded with their enemies to harm themselves?

I saw Wang Ying's father carrying Chen Dong on his back and walking towards the bedroom.

It's Wang Ying's bedroom.

Wang Ying was already asleep, wrapped in a quilt, and she was quite drunk.

Wang Ying's father put Chen Dong on the bed and then reached out to untie Chen Dong's clothes.

Wang Ying's mother stood aside and said worriedly: "Is this okay?"

Wang Ying's father said: "Why not? We have been forced to this point. We have to cook the rice from raw to cooked, and the duck we got can't fly."

"I know, I didn't say that I disagreed with what you did. I meant that they are both so drunk, and they may sleep until dawn, so what's the point of making cooked rice?"

"It makes sense..."

Wang Ying's father looked at Chen Dong and Wang Ying who were "sleeping" and fell into deep thought.

"Yes!"

Wang Ying's father suddenly picked up a fruit knife from the bedside table, lightly cut his finger, and then dropped some on the sheets.

Immediately there was some bright red on the sheets, like plum blossoms blooming in the snow in winter.

"That's enough..." Wang Ying's father said solemnly: "No matter whether there is raw rice or not, as long as you use this thing, Chen Dong can't run away!"

"What a great idea!" Wang Ying's mother exclaimed.

"Uncle, what are you doing?"
Chapter completed!