You know, Lu Xiaobu likes beer.
So, luckily, Lin Qingfeng's head is just bleeding profusely at the moment!
Otherwise, if it were a foreign alcohol bottle, Lin Qingfeng would definitely be unconscious!
"Bang!"
A loud noise echoed in Lin Qingfeng's head.
Immediately, his head started buzzing.
He felt a bit dizzy and saw stars flashing before his eyes.
Then, a thick liquid trickled into his mouth, filling it with a strong metallic taste.
He instinctively reached up to touch his head and put his hand in front of his face.
Blood!
He was bleeding!
It was only then that the pain hit him.
Along with the pain, he plopped down on the ground, looking incredulously at Lu Xiaobu in front of him: "You dare hit me!"
"Get lost."
Lu Xiaobu tossed the half beer bottle aside, continued to lie on Liang Lan's lap, and said calmly.
"Fine! Fine! Fine! You just wait for me! Just you wait!"
Lin Qingfeng left a harsh remark, staggered as he cradled his head and turned away!
