Shi Chen hugged Dong Yong's waist and cried. "Brother, I'm being bullied! I want to go home... "
"Hahaha ..." Dong Yong pushed Shi Chen's head away and walked behind Liang Jiahao, put his hand on Liang Jiahao's shoulder, and said with a smile, "You should have common sense. Can you see an unbeatable figure sitting here? Back then, when Brother Liang was competing against Third Brother, he didn't even get drunk after drinking eight bottles of wine, and even beat our Third Brother! Haha ... Aren't you guys just digging your own grave?"
"Damn it, why didn't you tell me earlier!" Shi Chen couldn't even catch a breath of air at all when his stomach began to churn. He immediately stood up and ran towards the bathroom.
Dong Yong shook his head disdainfully when he saw Shi Chen's behavior. "You're the one who wanted to bully someone who has a high tolerance for alcohol and you blamed me for not telling you?"
