110: C110 Same Stinky Taste

C110 Same Stinky Taste

When they arrived at the reserved room, Lu Fei pushed the door open and walked in. Zhang Muye took the opportunity to look around and found that there was only an old lady with long hair and wrinkles inside. Her hair was actually quite thick. It was a serious phenomenon of atavism!

Zhang Muye guessed that he had walked into the wrong room, so he asked, "Old lady, may I ask, where is room 1068?"

？？？？ "This is room 1068. Also, am I very old?" "Granny," she said unhappily.

Zhang Muye knew that many women cared about their age, so he quickly changed his words. "Hello, auntie."

"What?!"

？？？？ "Then Sis, hello." This old lady was so shameless. She was already so mature, yet she still had people call her "Sis"?

？？？？ "I'm a man."

Lu Fei, who was beside him, could not continue listening. Her face was burning. After changing her expression for a while, she finally said, "He is my father."

？？？？ "Ha... is that so. Like I said, uncle is so young, naturally different from ordinary people. Furthermore, the Heavenly Court is full, it must be uncle! That... uncle." Zhang Muye's expression changed quickly. When he flattered, it was so serious that even he almost believed it.

？？？？ "Haha, those who don't know are innocent. Come, come, come. You are my daughter's boyfriend, right? Sit down..." Although Lu Fei's father was dressed strangely, he was a forthright person. He actually did not blame Zhang Muye for flattering him and giving himself away. He asked Zhang Muye to sit down.

"Young man, do you smoke?"

Zhang Muye was in a bit of a dilemma. He said he should smoke. It seemed that university students did not smoke well. He said he did not smoke? Wasn't that a lie?

But thinking about it, he was just acting with Lu Fei anyway, so he smiled and said, "I'm going to smoke."

As he said that, he took out a cigarette and handed it to "future husband," then helped Lu's father light it up. The two men started to smoke from their mouths.

Lu's father smacked his lips and smiled. "Young man, you are a man. It suits my taste. Come, smoke mine. Let's see how it tastes."

He did not expect Lu's father to still have this kind of taste.

Zhang Muye quickly took the cigarette with both hands. Before he even smoked, he started to flatter him. "Father-in-law, your cigarette will definitely be more exciting."

Lu Fei could not bear to watch any longer and muttered, "An ass-kisser."

Zhang Muye and Lu's father pretended they did not hear him. Lu's father nodded. "Okay! Very good!"

??? He did not expect these two men to have the same stinky taste. They even found a companion to smoke? Zhang Muye was even more excessive. He actually directly called Lu's father" Father-in-law "?

?? Lu Fei had no choice but to secretly praise Zhang Muye's acting skills.

？？？？ After ordering the dishes on the table, Zhang Muye and Lu's father chatted, gradually entering the best state. Zhang Muye gave Lu's father a toast, and Lu's father continuously said that it was delicious. He put down the wine cup and Lu's father asked, "Good son-in-law, I heard that you are quite talented? Especially when you can compose poems."

What? What? What? Just because of a bootlicker, he became a good son-in-law?

Lu Fei felt ashamed for these two thick-skinned people.

Zhang Muye nodded, and Lu's father said with a smile: "Very good! Not bad! With a bright future, when young people are together, they must share the same ideals! "

"Thank you for your compliment, father-in-law."

"Well, it's not me praising you, it's my daughter praising you!"

After three rounds of wine, the dishes had more than five flavors. The two of them chatted from all over the world, astronomy and geography. The more they talked, the more they got along and hated each other for being late. It was like they were burning incense and praying to each other. They wrapped their arms around each other's shoulders in front of Lu Fei. You called me "good father-in-law," and I, a "good son-in-law," warmly.

？？？？ That's called getting along.

？？？？ At some point in time, the two of them started talking about calligraphy again. Lu's father asked, "Son-in-law, how is your calligraphy?"

？？？？ "I know a thing or two." Zhang Muye pretended to be concerned and picked up some food for Lu Fei. Lu Fei curled her lips, but when she saw that her father liked Zhang Muye quite a bit, she also felt a little sweet in her heart.1

？？？？ "Okay." Lu's father clapped his hands and immediately called for someone to bring pen and paper to write on the spot. He wrote a few big words: Rising Dragon and Phoenix!

？？？？ He put down the brush and was full of confidence: "Good son-in-law, look at your father-in-law's handwriting. Isn't it very vigorous and powerful?"

Lu Fei and Zhang Muye looked at the handwriting and had strange expressions on their faces.

Especially Zhang Muye, who was cursing in his heart how could this be called a word? Zhang Muye's handwriting was also very well written, especially now, it was better to use his feet to write than Lu's father's. However, Lu's father had a smug look on his face, as if his handwriting was even more awesome than Wang Xizhi's Lanting Gathering.

Zhang Muye was sweating in his heart. Damn it! If this bootlicking continued, Zhang Muye wouldn't be able to get over it. But when he saw Lu's father's smug look and didn't try to suck up to him, he got angry. This was the first time Zhang Muye felt that kissing up to Lu's father was really an f * cking technical skill.

Even Lu Fei felt embarrassed. In fact, Lu Fei knew better than anyone how bad her father's calligraphy was. Lu's father once knew that his calligraphy was terrible. However, he could not resist the flattery of many people and even loudly applauded. He even hung it on the wall of the living room. Over time, even Lu's father himself thought that his calligraphy was extremely good.

？？？？ Therefore, when he caught someone, he had to compete in calligraphy.

It was entirely someone else's fault that his father had become like this. An ass-kisser like rustic steamed corn bread.

？？？？ Sure enough, Zhang Muye took a deep breath as if he was adjusting his emotions. After all, flattering Lu's father not only required skill, but also courage and a shockingly thick skin. Finally, the flattery surged out.

？？？？ "Alright! Indeed good! Father-in-law's words were as good as dragon and tiger, comparable to the great ancestor! Yes, wang Xizhi, even Wang Xizhi's words can't compare to Father-in-law's!"

Instantly, Lu's father showed an expression of enjoyment. This flattery was very comfortable... No, that's not right. How was this boot-licking? My words are good to begin with.

？？？？ However, Lu's father's skin was not thick to the point of being as thick as a city wall. Although he knew his words were good, he still had to be modest.

？？？？ "If you are a good son-in-law, don't give me a high hat. I am still clear about my standards. I am not as good as Wang Xizhi, but I am only a little bit inferior to Taizu! "

Zhang Muye was still thinking about how self-aware Wang Xizhi was when he heard the first half of the sentence. Just as he was about to say something nice, he heard what Lu's father said. Zhang Muye almost spurted out a mouthful of blood on the table. He felt that Lu's father's shamelessness had reached a certain level.

？？？？ It was Zhang Muye's turn to write. Zhang Muye raised his pen for a long time, wondering if he should write better. If he were to compare his father-in-law to him, his father-in-law would think that his father-in-law had no ink on his face.

Therefore, Zhang Muye decided to play it as he pleased!

However, even if he were to perform as he pleased, his standard would still be excellent. Even Lu Fei was extremely surprised. She saw that the words on the xuan paper were really flamboyant and flamboyant! Lu Fei could not help but look at Zhang Muye. She did not expect that he would also be able to write such good calligraphy.

Lu's father also nodded. "Not bad, not bad. Although it is much worse than my calligraphy, the standard is also very good!"

Zhang Muye quickly nodded. "Father-in-law, your calligraphy is on par with Wang Xizhi's. How can I be compared with you?"

？？？？ "That's right. A virtuous son-in-law drinks wine. If he is free, I can give you some pointers with this brush."

？？？？ " Alright! Thank you, father-in-law."

The two of them exchanged cups and drank happily.

？？？？ In short, Lu's father had a very happy meal today. Even Lu's father was a little drunk. When he left, he patted Zhang Muye's shoulder and said to Lu Fei:

"This son-in-law of mine is going to be decided. You have to grasp it well. When will you bring it to your mother to take a look?"

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