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Eight hundred and seventieth chapters dissatisfaction

The man with the big painted face in front of him turned out to be Qi Guan'er. Jia Cong was shocked. After taking a closer look at his still charming figure, he couldn't help but feel sad for him.

Qi Guan'er saw the shock in Jia Cong's eyes and knew that the big painted face was in vain. Her eyes were full of panic, she muttered a few words, and left in a panic.

Seeing his slightly staggering steps, Jia Cong couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

He was dazed here, but Xue Pan on the other side stretched out his hand and pulled him away, muttering: "Okay... good brother... let's find a quiet place... to talk... to... the prince's mansion...

…The things done in the house today are...not good...too noisy...too vulgar..."

Xue Pan actually thinks that Prince Zhongshun’s palace is too noisy and tacky today?!

Jia Cong couldn't help but smile bitterly. Isn't this my dear friend's favorite place on weekdays such a lively and noisy worldly place? Why did he feel so disgusted today?

"Brother... I... I told you... you said... none of these... actors today are... good-looking... too ugly..."

I see.

Xue Pan The first thing Uncle Xue wants when looking at a person is good looks. As long as he has a handsome appearance and a graceful figure, Uncle Xue is open to both men and women.

Jia Cong was being pulled around by Xue Pan, who was staggering even when walking, and in a blink of an eye he entered a pavilion. Under his feet was the clear gurgling water, and he didn't know where the running water came from.

There was no ice even on this extremely cold day. The singing voice was still melodious and melodious in my ears.

This place is very nice, it is quiet and not lonely.

At that moment, Xue Pan pulled Jia Cong and sat next to him, staring with a pair of drunken eyes, his face flushed, and the smell of alcohol came out from his mouth.

Jia Cong secretly frowned, moved back calmly, glanced at Xue Pan, forced a smile and asked: "Brother Xue, what's wrong with you asking me to come here? I'm in a hurry to go to the theater..."

"

When he said this, Jia Cong was on guard. He knew that this boy's problems were not taboo for men and women. If he dared to touch him, he would have no choice but to give him a beating first. I don't think Baochai would blame him for this.

of.

He was thinking wildly, and Xue Pan stared blankly at Jia Cong for a while, then suddenly he sighed. Judging from the sorrow in his sigh, it really didn't look like he was pretending.

When did Xue Bawang become so sentimental?

Jia Cong was indescribably surprised, and he asked unconsciously: "Brother Xue, you are so good, what's wrong with you, what are you sighing for?"

Unexpectedly, Xue Pan looked at him a few times after hearing the question, and then sighed: "Good brother...good brother...brother is so good...envy...envy you..."

What Xue Pan said was true and sincere, and he was definitely not pretending. Jia Cong was even more surprised when he heard this, and quickly held back his laughter and asked: "Brother, Brother Xue, okay, what's wrong with you? You envy me?"

What?"

Unexpectedly, Fool Xue became even more emotional when he heard this question. His eyes instantly turned red, and then he burst into tears and began to sob. He cried and said: "Okay...

Good brother...brother...brother...I feel...I feel bitter..."

Even if he beat him to death, Jia Cong couldn't believe that Xue Pan could come out like this. He was so frightened that he seemed to have seen a ghost. He jumped up involuntarily, stared at Xue Pan and asked: "Brother Xue, please, are you okay?"

I'm trying to scare you, you are living a very rich life, why are you suffering? Are you short of money? I don't have any more, I can still get a few hundred taels..."

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket and took out the banknote. Xue Pan's appearance was really scary, and he was really a little panicked.

Unexpectedly, Xue Pan grabbed Jia Cong and cried: "Brother...brother...brother, let me tell you the truth...brother is living a hard life now...brother regrets it so much...I really shouldn't have been greedy in the first place..."

Beauty... Married a tigress back home... My brother is really worse than dead now..."

When Jia Cong heard that he was crying because of this, he couldn't help but think of Xue Pan's coquettish and cruel wife. When he thought of it, he was stunned that the overlord Xue Pan was treated so miserably by this woman.

I couldn't help but feel funny and surprised at the same time.

However, Xue Pan only made him feel sad and kept complaining about how his wife was aggressive and overbearing, how she made the family uneasy, and how she made him worse than death.

Jia Cong listened with great interest at first, but then he became a little impatient, and then when he saw Xue Pan crying with snot and tears, he was really miserable, and for a while he couldn't help but pity him.

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Xue Pan talked for a long time, cried for a long time, and finally vented his depression. He even urged Jia Cong not to marry a woman, saying that once a man has a wife, there will be no more.

Freedom has to be taken care of by women every day, which is unspeakable misery.

After he finished speaking, the man started talking about women again, saying that no matter how gentle a woman is, as soon as she gets married, she will turn into a shrew. She will be unreasonable and will make the house so chaotic that you can't go back home...

So much.

Jia Cong was surprised at this time. He really didn't expect that Xue Pan would become wise after getting married, and he could sum up many wonderful truths.

He wanted to tell Xue Pan that apart from his wife, there were really not many women in the world who could do such things. Seeing the anger on his face, Jia Cong could only shut up and didn't want to talk to a woman.

The drunken man made a fuss.

What Xue Pan said made spitting stars fly everywhere, and when he saw Jia Cong just lowered his head and said nothing, he pulled him and complained again: "Good brother, I feel very aggrieved now. Do you know that my sister is about to get married?"

Did you give it to that bastard Jia Baoyu?"

Jia Cong saw that Xue Pan was even more indignant and dismissive when he mentioned Jia Baoyu's arrival. He then said strangely: "Yes, I know. Isn't Sister Bao going to marry into the Jia family and become a young mistress?"

Have you gone? What's wrong with that? Although the Jia family is not very wealthy now, the life was quite comfortable. Then Jia Baoyu can be regarded as a person who knows how to love others. Brother Xue, aren't you satisfied?"

When Xue Pan heard what he said, he raised his eyes and shouted: "Satisfied? How can I be satisfied? Not to mention me, even my sister is very dissatisfied! If my mother hadn't refused, my sister wouldn't have

Marry a loser like him..."

I can't say why. Maybe he was born with jealousy and dislike of Baoyu. When Jia Cong heard Xue Dasha scolding Baoyu like this, he felt very comfortable. He even added jealousy at the moment: "Good brother Xue, I think that Baoyu is pretty good."
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