The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Xuan Zhu appeared at some point, and after Luo Qianmo gave him some instructions, he hurriedly left.

Fang Qingyou rested for a while, and seeing that it was getting late, she wanted to say goodbye to Luo Qianmo, but then she saw that Xuan Zhu had already brought food with his men.

The menu was extensive, and several dishes were Fang Qingyou's favorites. She exchanged a few polite words, but then stopped being so formal.

The dining area was under that silver crape myrtle tree.

On the clean white jade table, a dazzling array of dishes and fruits were laid out, their fragrance mingling with the scent of flowers and drifting into the air with the gentle breeze.

That fragrance actually made people feel particularly warm.

Under the flowering trees, petals danced in the air, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland in the clouds.

Fang Qingyou really liked this tranquil and dreamy dining environment.

"Miss Fang, this is plum wine. Would you like to try some?" Luo Qianmo's slender, jade-like fingers landed on a white porcelain wine jar, his eyes brimming with amusement.

Her smile was faint, yet it was captivating.

From Fang Qingyou's perspective, there was an illusion that a sea of ​​flowers, as white as clouds and as white as snow, was blooming behind Luo Qianmo, and her stunningly beautiful face was reflected in this sea of ​​flowers, captivating the entire world.

Luo Qianmo possesses a breathtaking beauty; when facing him, one often forgets everything else and becomes captivated by his beauty.

In Fang Qingyou's words, even Luo Qianmo's enemies might forget they came for revenge when faced with his beauty.

At least during this time, Fang Qingyou forgot about her entanglement with Luo Qianmo and her resistance to him.

Fang Qingyou was momentarily lost in thought, but luckily she had seen Luo Qianmo quite a few times and been amazed by his beauty many times, so she seemed to have regained some composure.

So he quickly shook his head: "Eighth Prince, no need, I am not good at drinking."

It's a refusal, but also a desire to quickly regain one's rationality.

Fang Qingyou doesn't like drinking alcohol, and she dislikes the spicy taste that goes down her throat. Even though she knows that many fruit wines have good health benefits, she doesn't force herself to accept them because, with her skills, she can make medicinal dishes that are even more effective than fruit wines for nourishing the body.

Seeing that Fang Qingyou refused, Luo Qianmo did not press her, but instead opened the lid of the wine jar on his own.

In that instant, the fragrance of green plums wafted over, sweet and refreshing with a hint of fruitiness.

Fang Qingyou had never smelled such a refreshing fruit wine before, and she was curious that there was no alcohol smell in it at all.

The smell is like freshly squeezed juice, but the aroma is much stronger.

It's like the rich aroma of fresh fruit that has matured and accumulated over time.

Luo Qianmo lifted the wine jar and poured the wine into the cup, his movements were very slow.

The delicate plum wine, like a gentle spring, slowly flows from the mouth of the flawless white porcelain jar, its color clear and its aroma refreshing.

Although Fang Qingyou didn't want to admit it, the plum wine really tempted her, causing her throat to move involuntarily.

The clear blue color, reflected in the white jade-like wine glass, is exceptionally beautiful.

Luo Qianmo filled a glass with wine. Seeing Fang Qingyou's conflicted yet expectant gaze, he smiled and handed the glass to her. "Miss Fang, you can try a glass. This plum wine is made from this year's new plums using a secret brewing method. It's only been brewing for a month, so the aroma is light, yet the fragrance is rich and delicate. Although it's just ordinary plum wine, it's a rare and precious brew that many people crave."

Fang Qingyou almost wavered, but at the crucial moment she shook her head: "I won't try it, I won't drink, I won't drink."

As she spoke, Fang Qingyou quickly picked up a pair of chopsticks and began to eat the dishes in front of her. The delicious food stimulated her taste buds, which made her less interested in the plum wine.

She doesn't like drinking, and she especially can't drink alone with a man.

What's more, this man is none other than Luo Qianmo, whose expression is ever-changing and whose thoughts are unfathomable.

If I get drunk, it will be a huge embarrassment.

Fang Qingyou feared alcohol like a tiger. In her past life, she had witnessed too many accidents caused by alcohol, and of course she did not want such an accident to happen to her.

You must not drink it, absolutely not.

Seeing Fang Qingyou shaking her head repeatedly, Luo Qianmo did not force her, nor did he take back the wine glass. Instead, he placed the wine glass in front of her.

Then, Luo Qianmo poured more wine into another white porcelain wine glass.

The clear blue liquid was slowly poured into the white porcelain wine glass, as if someone were playing a beautiful string melody.

After filling the glass, Luo Qianmo raised it and handed it to himself.

Thin lips, holding the jade-like wine glass, were moistened by the clear green wine, making them appear full and sexy, as if coated with an alluring lip gloss, making one want to take a bite.

As Luo Qianmo's Adam's apple slowly bobbed, Fang Qingyou's Adam's apple also began to bob.

She felt her throat was a little dry, and she didn't know if it was because she was craving the plum wine or because she was craving those tempting lips.

Realizing what she had just thought, Fang Qingyou wanted to roll her eyes at herself. How could she be so lewd?!

No, no, no, of course not!

Fang Qingyou shook her head, constantly telling herself that she wanted to drink plum wine, she wanted to drink plum wine, she wanted to drink plum wine...

So Fang Qingyou quickly grabbed the wine glass beside her and practically poured it into her mouth.

In that instant, the fragrance of green plums spread through my mouth, sweet, sour, and astringent.

The sour and pungent tastes weren't very strong, and the taste buds quickly lost those flavors. Then, the sweet aroma filled the mouth again, making one feel light and airy.

Light and beautiful.

This feeling is so wonderful, all blended together like... the taste of love?

Fang Qingyou didn't know what love felt like, but this feeling was very similar to the feeling described in books.

This feeling made Fang Qingyou forget her previous embarrassment, and she stopped drinking the plum wine and began to savor it carefully.

Such good fruit wine would be a waste to wolf it down!

After finishing the cup, Fang Qingyou felt a little unsatisfied.

Before she could even bring her empty wine glass to Luo Qianmo's face, he had already poured her another glass of wine.

Fang Qing smiled, her eyes sparkling like the light of stars: "Thank you!"

After saying that, he picked up his wine glass and began to savor it carefully.

Luo Qianmo was momentarily captivated by those radiant eyes. After a long while, a soft, faint smile curved his lips. He then poured himself another glass of wine and began to savor it carefully.

What he was actually savoring wasn't the plum wine in the glass, but rather those clear, sparkling eyes, that bright and clear smile...