"Tsk tsk tsk, looking at An Ge's condition, I would never get married, it's too scary."
The others also showed expressions of agreement and echoed.
"Lao Hu was the manliest man among us. Ever since he got married, he's lost all his masculinity and become a slave to his wife and daughter. It's terrifying just to think about it."
When Zhou Cheng saw the scene just now, he was actually obsessed with putting himself and Lin Xuqiu in the same situation.
If Lin Xuqiu called him angrily and asked him to go home to accompany her and their daughter, he would definitely rush home in a hurry, or he would not even accompany these men to drink and eat barbecue during the New Year. He would definitely choose to stay at home and stay in her arms.
Suddenly, the image of Lin Xuqiu with her delicate little face tilted up, pouting, and looking angry appeared in his mind. There was a smile in his eyes, and a happy chuckle suddenly came out of his throat.
This chuckle made all the "marriage-phobic" men present look as if they had seen a ghost, and they all cast strange glances at Zhou Cheng.
Du Baichuan asked doubtfully.
"Brother Cheng, why do you look so lustful? I remember you were drinking with a gloomy face not long ago. Are you scared by what happened to Brother An?"
Zhou Cheng looked at Du Baichuan and said.
"What do you know?"
"Huan has a wife and children, a warm bed, you can't envy him."
At this time, the brothers present all showed gossipy looks and started to make a fuss.
"Acheng, aren't you about to have good news?"
"Tell me, brothers, which wealthy lady is your target?"
Du Baichuan suddenly asked without any reason.
"Brother Cheng, could it be Sister Miaomiao?"
Hearing the name Yu Miaomiao, Zhou Cheng frowned and said.
"Don't talk nonsense, Yu Miaomiao is just our brother, I don't treat her as a woman."
"Tsk tsk tsk, Ah Cheng, are you really not interested in Yu Miaomiao?"
"Yes, Brother Cheng, Sister Miaomiao is pretty good. She has liked you for so many years, and she is more feminine now than before."
Zhou Cheng's face darkened and he said impatiently.
"Alright, stop mentioning Yu Miaomiao. I don't have any romantic feelings for her. Don't spread it around and affect her reputation."
But some people still asked without giving up.
"Acheng, your expression just now is not simple. Tell us, who were you thinking about just now?"
Zhou Cheng had no intention of continuing the topic and spoke directly.
"Keep drinking and playing rock-paper-scissors. If you don't want to play, I'll go home early. It's rare for me to go back to F City..."
So everyone tactfully stopped asking questions, returned to their original state, and continued the party.
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