People in Xingtie are good at hugging thighs

"Come on, drink!"

He put one foot on the chair, picked up the wine glass and clinked it with Mercer.

Moser then saw Jingliu tilt her head back, and the full glass of wine fell accurately into her throat like a silver thread.

Drink up...

After finishing, Jingliu even showed the bottom of the cup to Moser in a rather heroic manner, indicating that he did not raise fish.

This skillful business process made Mercer, who was standing by, twitch his eyelids.

Ah this...

No wonder Jingliu took the initiative to suggest drinking as soon as he mentioned livening up the atmosphere!

Recalling the common illustrations when he played games back then, Moser immediately shook his head speechlessly.

It was all my fault for being obsessed with those white legs at the time. I really forgot that this guy is actually a senior alcoholic.

Then, before he could open his mouth to suggest Jingliu to do something else.

At this moment, Jing Liu had already filled the wine glass in front of Moser again.

Raising the full-weight wine glass in his hand, Jing Liu glanced at Mo Se, whose glass was still untouched, and frowned slightly.

"Why haven't you finished drinking yet? Do you look down on me?"

"not me..."

"Then drink it quickly! How can we have the mood to act without drinking?"

Without giving Moses the chance to finish his words, Jingliu raised his hand and poured the full glass of wine in front of Moses into his mouth impatiently.

Tons tons tons~

hiccup~

"Okay, great, another drink!"

"Wait..."

Tons tons tons~

Tons tons tons~

Just like that, I poured and drank, drank and poured again, and after passively drinking countless cups of pure industrial blended wine provided by A Xing...

Mercer's consciousness was finally on the verge of being shattered.

After exhaling a strong breath of alcohol, before his consciousness slowly dissipated, Moser finally understood what it meant to suffer the consequences of one's own actions.

"Gu~ What a sin!"

......

At the same time, on the other side.

Looking at Jingliu in the distance who was feeding Moser wine mouthful by mouthful in a very "intimate" manner, Jingyuan's back teeth were almost broken.

He walked to the wine cellar below Danheng (Feng)'s bedroom with ease and picked up two pots of real aged wine that was filled with aroma.

Following the actions of the two men, General Jingyuan, who usually never drank, also started drinking.

Dun Dun Dun...

Bitter wine enters the throat and causes pain in the heart.

He hated it! Why couldn't he be as shameless as Mercer?

Obviously, I could just go up to him and say hello and stand next to him again.

But if he was really allowed to step forward, for some reason, Jing Yuan still felt that he was unable to take that step.

Forget it, just let me fend for myself alone!

Diving into Dan Heng's private wine cellar, Jing Yuan completely began to let himself go.

Tons tons tons~

......

The next day, I opened my eyes dazedly and looked at the unfamiliar ceiling above my head.

Holding his head with a splitting headache, Mercer's brain circuits are trying to reconnect...

I think I was drinking with someone last night?

He moved his right hand gently twice, and a soft feeling coming from under his palm made Moser open his eyes unconsciously.

This is...Masaka!

Moser tilted his head slightly in disbelief, his eyes widened, and sure enough, a strand of white hair came into his sight.

Mercer: “!!!”

Oh no, it's over.

I actually slept with Jingliu.

Just as Moser was about to withdraw his right hand calmly and was thinking about how to escape from the Luofu Immortal Boat.

A cold voice with a hint of charm came from the side very abruptly.

Turning his head, Moser was surprised to find that Jingliu was leaning against the door with her long hair loose, sipping from the cup in her hand, her pretty face slightly flushed.

"woke up?"

Seeing this, his eyes widened even wider, and Moser suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"Eh? Jingliu! Why are you here?"

"What else? Where should I be? In your bed?"

Hearing this, Jing Liu raised his delicate chin and nodded at Mo Sexu a few times, his face full of teasing.

"Then this..."

Looking at the expression on Jingliu's face, Moser was shocked, and then as if he suddenly thought of something, he suddenly lifted the quilt and took a look.

Shit! Why is this Jing Yuanyuan? What a waste of buddy's feelings.

After heaving a sigh of relief and curling his lips, Moser asked the drunkard who was leaning against the door with some confusion.

"So, what is this situation?"

"Oh, you're asking that!"

Hearing Moser's question, Jingliu raised his head again and drank the wine in the glass, and answered nonchalantly.

"The process was actually very simple. About an incense stick of time after you passed out from drinking, I finished all the wine you brought."

"Then I went to Danfeng's wine cellar to look for wine, and then I saw this guy drunk into a puddle of mud."

With some disgust, he pointed at Jing Yuan who was still sleeping soundly beside him, and Jing Liu suddenly noticed Mo Se who was covering his forehead.

After hesitating for a moment, Jing Liu handed a jar of wine to Moser and gave him a friendly reminder.

"Wake up! This is a unique method from my hometown, Cangcheng."

Mercer: "......"

"It's not necessary!"

Moser resolutely pushed away the jar of wine that was about to touch his face and said that he would never drink this broken stuff again.

I feel confused every time I drink. Who can stand this?

"All right!"

He rolled his eyes at Moser and put away the wine jar in a flash. Then Jingliu told Moser about his wonderful adventure last night.

"I originally didn't intend to pay attention to him, but then I felt that his snoring was really disturbing my drinking, so I threw him up."

"As for why the two of you sleep together in this position, you should ask your companions."

He pointed at the dark shadow on the other side of the window and then left gracefully.

She had only tasted half of Dan Feng's collection, and had to finish it all before Moser realized what real good wine was.

Mercer: "......"

Hearing this, he looked at the two sneaky shadows outside the window, narrowed his eyes slightly, and the phase shift quietly started.

There was an invisible wave, and Ah Xing and San Yue Qi, who were fighting for the window hole, suddenly felt a chill on their backs.

It was not until two murderous hands landed on the back of their necks that they finally realized something was wrong.

"Mo...Moser~"

Turning his head tremblingly, Ah Xing, who had experienced several fatal incidents, took the lead in activating his tactical stance - crouching and defending with his head in his hands.

But San Yue Qi on the side was not so lucky, as he was followed by a series of loud bangs.

In just a moment, Qiwawa with a purple gourd on his head appeared out of nowhere.

"Tell me! Why are you messing with me?"

After a moment, he threw the two of them, one in each hand, into the hall next door. Then Moser sat on the Dragon Throne with a big horse and a golden sword, and looked at the two little ones who were shivering below with an unfriendly look.

Hearing this, he secretly raised his head and looked at March Seventh, and after receiving a firm response from March Seventh.

Ah Xing immediately felt relieved, and then he stiffened his neck and talked nonsense.

"I want to say that we are just doing a brave thing and are afraid that you will catch a cold. Do you believe me?"

"Haha, you're really worried that I'll catch a cold."

"Is this a coincidence? I seem to have heard that your cervical spine doesn't seem to be in good condition recently, Xiao Xing!"

With one kick, he sent Ah Xingwo flying onto the beam of the house, letting it swing back and forth on it. Then, Mo Se came to San Yue Qi with a smile on his face.

"Come on, March, you say!"

"I know you must have been fooled by that guy. As long as you tell me the whole story, the feud between us will be over."

"Really?"

Hearing this, she blinked her beautiful big eyes, and San Yue Qi's heart began to waver.

Especially after seeing Ah Xing hanging on the beam by Mo Se and dangling from side to side, she made up her mind immediately.

"I was just responsible for taking a few photos, you must keep your word!"

Covering his head with the Calabash Brothers, San Yue Qi began to slowly tell the story to Mo Se.

"Remember, last night was a dark and windy night. We were invited by Lord Yukong to a place called Suiyuan..."