Traveling through time, collecting handsome men, even the master can't escape!

After drinking the wine, Wu Yuying put down the white jade cup, wiped her mouth with her sleeve, then looked at Wu Xiaoyun, patted her chest, and gave the latter a provocative look.

"What do you think? Old man, my title of the top bar lady is not just an exaggeration, right? It's really valuable!"

Then, she picked up the Yuqing Peiyuan Paste on the table, waved it in front of Wu Xiaoyun, and then stuffed it into her storage bag.

"You said it, the wine belongs to me after I finish drinking it."

Suddenly, Wu Xiaoyun slapped Wu Yuying on the head. The force he used was just right, causing only external pain.

"Who are you calling an old man? Am I really that old? You are totally disrespectful to your elders!"

"Ah!" Wu Yuying screamed in surprise. Although it didn't hurt, she just screamed out reflexively.

The reason why Wu Xiaoyun doesn't like the title of old man is probably because he calls her old.

Wu Yuying felt that the name "old man" was more intimate, and she called him that in her heart. However, since Wu Xiaoyun didn't like it, she stopped calling him that, to avoid getting beaten again.

So, she put on a smile on her face and smiled flatteringly at Wu Xiaoyun.

"Senior, look at what you said, you are not old, you are not old at all."

"Look at you, your skin is smoother than mine. If anyone dares to say that I'm old, I'll be the first to disagree and will find him and beat him up."

Seeing that Wu Yuying was about to continue speaking, Wu Xiaoyun quickly spoke up to stop her.

"Alright, alright, girl, if you keep talking, it's almost dawn, do you still want to drink?"

Then he pointed at Wu Yuying's empty white jade cup and said.

"Fill up the wine quickly."

"Okay!" Wu Yuying responded, picked up the wine jar and filled her empty cup, then held it up with both hands and said to Old Man Gu with a smile.

"Come on, senior, give one!"

"Do you want to clink glasses with me?" Wu Xiaoyun said with a flash in his eyes.

"What? You're still not willing?" Wu Yuying's face changed and looked a little ugly.

“Girl, my status is not that of an old man, how could I clink glasses with you so easily?” Wu Xiaoyun looked at Wu Yuying meaningfully and continued.

"Even if your master Xue Wu Ran were here again, he would still be a little short of it."

Suddenly, Gu Fei froze in mid-air with the white jade cup in his hands. He stared at Old Man Gu, who looked at him with amusement.

After a while, Wu Yuying frowned, took the wine back, put it to her mouth, poured it into her own mouth and drank it, then said sourly.

"Okay, okay, it's me who is not worthy!"

"Okay, then I'll go!" After saying that, Wu Yuying stood up and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a powerful force came from above, pressing her shoulders and pushing her back into the chair.

At the same time, Wu Xiaoyun's voice sounded nearby.

"Girl, where are you going if you don't want to drink with me?"

Wu Yuying was furious when she heard this. She suddenly raised her head, stared at Wu Xiaoyun, and said angrily.

"Drink, drink, drink. What are you drinking? I am a nobody, so how can I be qualified to drink with you?"

"Look at you, how noble and dignified you are! I am not even worthy to sit with you, for fear of defiling you!"

"Girl, are you angry?" Wu Xiaoyun looked at Wu Yuying with a smile.

"I... why should I be angry! Who are you and I? Are you worth me, Wu Yuying, getting angry?" Wu Yuying clenched her fists tightly, and the decibel of her voice increased a lot.

The expression on her face was not too obvious, it was full of two words, "Angry!"

If she could beat Wu Xiaoyun, she would have already rushed over to beat him. Looking at Wu Xiaoyun's smiling eyes, she wanted to punch him twice until he was swollen.

"Okay, I was just joking with you. Come here, come here!" Wu Xiaoyun waved to Wu Yuying and said with a smile.

"Why? Are you kidding me? Do you think this is funny? How can you joke like that? This is too much!" Wu Yuying said angrily, with dissatisfaction on her little face.

Wu Xiaoyun looked at Wu Yuying's expression and it seemed that she was really angry. He looked a little embarrassed. After thinking for a while, he said.

"Okay, after we finish drinking, how about I give you some good wine?"

Wu Yuying's eyes flickered. "Send me some wine? That's perfect. Ask the master to come over and taste it some other day."

So, she glanced at Wu Xiaoyun and said unhappily.

"Okay! Let's have a few dozen jars first, but the wine must be the same as the one on the table!"

“Several... dozens of jars?” Wu Xiaoyun’s mouth twitched and his body shook violently.

Wu Yuying noticed Wu Xiaoyun's strangeness and frowned and asked, "Why? You can't even take out a few dozen jars? I haven't even mentioned hundreds of jars yet?"

"Stinky girl, why don't you go and grab it!" Wu Xiaoyun stared at Wu Yuying and spoke word by word. Then, he raised a finger and said without question. "There is only one jar!"

"What? Only one jar!" Wu Yuying shouted, looking at Wu Xiaoyun suspiciously, and then said, "Senior, considering your status, giving this amount is too low, isn't it?"

"Boy, do you know how much effort I put into brewing this wine? The process is very complicated, and each ingredient is rare and invaluable." Wu Xiaoyun rolled his eyes at Wu Yuying and said in a deep voice. "You're asking for dozens of jars right now, and I don't have as much in my storage bag as you said."

"Oh...so that's it!" Wu Yuying rolled her eyes, muttered softly, and continued.

"In that case, then give me ten jars. That should be no problem, right?"

"No! Only one jar!"

"Hey, senior, don't be so stingy. If ten jars don't work, then eight jars will do!"

"One jar!"

"Hey, Senior, how can you do this? Eight jars aren't too many. I don't believe you can't get them."

"Only one jar!"

"Senior... don't be so stingy! Six jars, six jars will be enough!"

"One jar!"

"Senior, please don't, please don't, look at you, you are handsome, elegant, charming, and everyone loves you, and flowers bloom when you see them. Four altars, four altars."

“No matter how much you talk, it’s just…!” Wu Xiaoyun was interrupted by Wu Yuying before he could finish his words.

Wu Yuying stood up and walked behind him, and began to pinch his shoulders, while saying, "Senior, I see you have been traveling all day, you must be exhausted! Come, I will massage your whole body to relieve your fatigue."

“Girl, you have to think carefully. Don’t think that I will agree to be with you just because you are attentive to me.” Wu Xiaoyun said in a calm tone with his eyes slightly closed and a comfortable expression on his face.

"Hehe, senior, what you said shows what kind of person you think of me. Even if there is no wine, can't I help you massage your shoulders?" Wu Yuying said with a flattering smile.

Having been with Wu Xiaoyun for such a long time, I have some understanding of his personality. Wu Xiaoyun is the typical person who is soft-hearted and not hard-hearted, and has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. To deal with him, you just need to serve him well. As long as he is happy, everything is easy to talk about.

After massaging her shoulders, she began massaging her legs. Wu Xiaoyun kept her eyes closed throughout the whole process and ignored Wu Yuying.

After about a cup of tea, Wu Xiaoyun finally slowly opened his eyes and said lightly.

"Alright, stop! If you keep squeezing me, my old bones will break apart."

"Okay!" Wu Yuying quickly put away her hands and stood up. She rubbed her hands and said to Wu Xiaoyun with a smile.

"Are you satisfied with my technique, senior?"

"Well, not bad!" Wu Xiaoyun nodded in satisfaction, and then glanced at Wu Yuying. When he saw Wu Yuying's expectant eyes, he knew what it meant. She was just coveting his wine.

He thought for a moment, took out three jars of wine from his storage bag and placed them on the table. He rolled his eyes at Wu Yuying and spoke.

"These three jars of wine are yours."

"Wow! Thank you, senior!" Wu Yuying's eyes lit up instantly. She was afraid that Wu Xiaoyun would regret it, so she quickly put the three jars of wine into the storage bag. She found a small corner and carefully stored them. The jars for the wine were not big, and could hold about five kilograms.