This is my first time playing the female lead, what's wrong with the tea and snacks?

After his parents left, Ronan continued to stand blankly by the river.

Yang Chan stood by silently.

It wasn't until the afternoon that Ronan came to his senses.

Upon seeing this, Yang Chan's face lit up with joy.

"Ronan, are you... feeling better?"

Ronan didn't answer, but simply shook his head slightly. "I want to drink."

"Huh? Drinking?" Yang Chan's pretty face showed surprise, but she couldn't help but feel secretly delighted.

Ronan wanted to drink to numb himself, and this was the perfect opportunity.

The saying goes that drinking leads to trouble. If I manage to get Ronan drunk, I can use that opportunity to do something about it.

If you insist that Ronan violated you, then you can get your hands on the opportunity that Ronan possessed, right?

This idea is still feasible.

She can then slowly win over Ronan.

Gentle and tender head in the present moment.

"Okay, you want to drink? I'll take you there right away."

With that, he pulled Ronan, whose body was stiff, back to the mansion.

She settled Ronan in the hall and immediately went to fetch several jars of wine.

Without saying a word, Ronan immediately picked up the wine jar and drank it down.

These past two days he has been following the fairy sister's wishes.

He tried every possible way to erase that figure from the depths of his mind, but no matter what he did, he couldn't.

The figure became increasingly clear.

The more you try to forget, the clearer it becomes.

The more you try to get rid of it, the deeper you get trapped.

Only alcohol can numb that pain now.

"Yang Chan, I consider you one of my few friends."

"Can you tell me what I should do now? Should I keep going or... give up?"

After drinking six jugs of wine, Ronan looked slightly drunk.

He leaned against the table and asked.

Yang Chan also drank nearly two jars of wine, and a hint of red appeared on her elegant face.

Her eyes sparkled with autumn's beauty, and her fragrance wafted like orchids.

"Do you still like her?"

Ronan chuckled and continued pouring wine.

Isn't that nonsense? Why would I be in so much pain if I didn't even like her?

Yang Chan chuckled softly. "Since you still like her, I don't think you should give up now."

"If you're so tormented by liking her and can't get rid of it, then just go after her."

"But I know she doesn't like me, not just now, but in the future, and forever."

Ronan said with a pained expression.

"I know her temperament. She always means what she says. If she says she doesn't like something, she won't like it. She's very pure."

"..." Yang Chan didn't know how to comfort him.

"I will definitely help you. I will help you win her over. That's my promise."

Ronan put down the wine jar in his hand and looked at Yang Chan.

A smile finally appeared on his stiff face.

"Thank you, Yang Chan. I never expected that you would be with me this time."

"Don't worry, I'll break off the engagement in a few days. Then you'll be free, and you won't have to worry about me anymore."

In Ronan's view, the reason why Yang Chan went to such lengths to help him pursue the fairy sister was simply to ensure a smooth and peaceful annulment of the engagement, leaving no regrets.

"It's alright, let's take care of your matter first. I'm not in a hurry, otherwise I'll feel bad."

"Let's not talk about this anymore, let's keep drinking. I'll indulge myself with you this one time."

Yang Chan picked up her wine glass and clinked it against Ronan's wine jar.

"Dry!"

Ronan picked up the wine jar and started chugging it down.

The ninth altar, the tenth altar, the thirteenth altar...

Ronan's body was like a bottomless pit, filled with alcohol.

However, he was not without problems. His face grew increasingly red, his eyelids became heavy, and his consciousness began to blur.

Yang Chan observed his every move; clearly, Ronan was on the verge of crashing.

She herself was also somewhat confused.

This is wine specifically for cultivators. It works the same way that ordinary wine does for ordinary people; drinking too much will naturally lead to intoxication.

"Yang Chan, he's almost gone. Let's get this over with now."

"I'll give you an invisible and colorless love potion; once you give it to him, your plan will succeed."

"Then the opportunity to become an immortal will be ours!"

In Yang Chan's mind, Tianfeng's voice rang out, filled with excitement.

Yang Chan frowned. "Give me a kind of Yin-Yang medicine that only temporarily arouses desire. Then I can pretend that my Yin energy has been broken and fool them. After all, my constitution is a bit special."

"You think you can fool the real thing? I can hide it from the Luo family, but don't forget, I can't hide it from that woman."

"Compared to the opportunities of immortals, what is your innocence? Only by giving yourself to him can you perfectly conceal your past!" Tianfeng rebuked.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, after all, Ronan won't be rejected a second time by that woman in white at this stage.

If we miss this opportunity, we'll need to spend a lot of time trying to improve our relationship with Ronan.

In Tianfeng's view, this behavior was nothing short of foolish.

"Shut up! I have my reasons. Knowing that woman's personality, she definitely won't come here specifically to investigate my situation."

"Fine, if you can't do it, don't blame me for being ruthless later!"

Tianfeng snorted coldly and said nothing more.

Yang Chan snapped out of her daze and continued to pour alcohol into Ronan's drink until he was completely unsteady on his feet. Only then did she feel a pang of pity and say:

"Ronan, let's stop drinking, that's enough."

"No...I, I haven't..."

The wine jar rolled off the long table, crashed to the ground with a thud, and shattered.

Yang Chan immediately came over to help him up.

"Ronan, stop drinking, you're already drunk, I..."

"Let me take you back to your room."

Yang Chan helped Luo Nan walk towards the attic.

He is now almost incapacitated and can only be driven by Yang Chan.

Soon, Yang Chan helped him into a bedroom.

She threw Ronan onto the bed, her pretty face showing a mixture of emotions.

With a flick of her wrist, a beam of light shot towards Ronan.

A few seconds later, Ronan began to feel hot.

His skin was flushed, his breathing became rapid, and he tossed and turned in bed.

"I......"

Seeing this, Yang Chan immediately went to the bedside and asked with concern:

"Ronan, what's wrong?"

"I...I suddenly feel so hot all over." Ronan seemed to have choked on his breath.

Yang Chan reached out her delicate hand to his forehead, the back of her hand touching his skin, the warmth and coolness clashing.

"It's so hot, Ronan! Why are you all so hot?"

Yang Chan was stunned by the overwhelming masculine energy, and her body trembled.

Just as he tried to pull his hand away, it was instantly grabbed by Ronan's iron-like grip.

"Ronan? What are you doing?!"

Yang Chan was startled. She tried to break free, but because she was somewhat drunk, she couldn't exert her full strength.

Ronan pulled hard, and Yang Chan fell directly onto the bed, straddling him.

Yang Chan had already sensed something was wrong, and she couldn't help but roar at Tian Feng, asking:

"Tianfeng, how much Yin and Yang energy did you transfer to him?"

Tianfeng said lazily, "Don't worry, it's just three strands, it will pass quickly."

"What?! Three strands?! You!..."

Three strands of Yin and Yang energy—even a Saint Realm expert couldn't withstand that!

Before Yang Chan could react, Luo Nan immediately pinned her down.

His eyes turned bloodshot, and he transformed into a wild beast, growling at Yang Chan in a low voice.

"Ronan, stop! I am Yang Chan!"

But she faced Ronan's violent tearing.

With a loud rip, Yang Chan's clothes were completely torn apart.

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