I've Become a Yokai Flower

"No, you are not allowed to drink either."

Kikyo didn't want Bi'anhua to be infected with bad habits, so she took the clay pot from the other party's hand and put it on her side, which meant that whoever dares to drink today will die.

"……Fine."

Bianhua decided to listen to Kikyo.

After the episode ended, everyone finally began to move their chopsticks formally. Compared with the underage group over there, the atmosphere here was more elegant.

Kikyo looked at Bianhua with a smile on her face, and looked at the latter's bulging cheeks, which was really cute.

On the other side, Xuelu ate carefully, the soup was slightly hot and stimulated the tip of her tongue, and the warm taste filled her mouth continuously.

As if recalling the past, Xuelu murmured: "Mom..."

The voice was very soft, but Bianhua, who was having a meal, still raised her head slightly, and looked at the latter's expression of gnashing her teeth. She seemed to have heard the other party say "Oh Kasang", probably not referring to her mother but something else .

I feel like this is not the time to call my mother.

"What's the matter? Is it not to your liking?"

Seeing this, Bianhua asked with a little concern.

"No, no, how come?"

Hearing this, Xuelu shook her head violently, then used her chopsticks to pick up another dumpling and put it in her mouth. The corners of her eyes suddenly became moist, and she kept repeating this process. Her body seemed out of control, as if a certain nerve was touched by the other party. She finally Can't help but say: "But, why?"

"……Um?"

Bianhua didn't know what the other party asked.

Could it be that she put the wrong seasoning when twisting the stuffing?

But it shouldn't be, it's fine to eat.

"why why why?"

Every time Xuelu repeated it, she had to stuff a dumpling into her mouth, her speed was no slower than that of the white wolf, but she didn't have the physique of the white wolf, so naturally, she choked.

Tears that had been brewing for a long time in the corner of her eyes fell, and she put her hands on her chest to drink water, she directly grabbed the clay pot on the table of Kikyo, opened the mouth of the pot, and poured "tons of tons" into her mouth.

After the breath went smoothly, Xuelu slapped the jar on the table and shouted: "Why?!"

"I also want to know why..."

What are you talking about over there?

Bianhua was overwhelmed by the momentum of Xuelu.

"...bitter wine hurts my throat."

Xuelu took another sip of wine into his mouth.

"Fruit wine is sweet."

Bianhua beeped softly.

you……

Xuelu gave Bianhua a hard look, who shrugged his shoulders and said, "Well, I didn't say anything just now."

"Bitter wine hurts the throat."

Xuelu stuck with this sentence, and at the end, looked at Xueli and said, "Why is her breasts bigger than mine?"

You still rhyme?

The corner of Bianhua's mouth grinned, and she teased: "I thought about you holding back for a long time, thinking that you recalled the past, so this is it?"

But Xuelu's eyes were red, and he suddenly cried out, "Wooah!"

All of a sudden, I hugged Bianhua.

"Sister, should I go back and change my clothes?"

Seeing this, Xueli felt a trace of self-blame.

"No, she's just like that."

Bi'anhua waved her hands indifferently, then looked at Xuelu who had thrown herself into her arms, and said, "Cry, cry, don't wipe your nose on my clothes."

Hearing this, Xuelu raised her head, she was so angry with Bi'anhua's words that she even cried intermittently, and finally wiped her nose with the other's clothes in retaliation.

"...cough cough."

You give me a little serious.

Kikyo winked at Bianhua.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, don't cry, Xiaoxuelu is good~ come to mother's arms." Bi'anhua patted Xuelu's back lightly, not forgetting to take advantage of the other party.

But Xuelu seemed to like it very much, and the original crying weakened immediately. She raised her head, stared at Bianhua with her red eyes, put the clay pot in her hand into her mouth again, and shouted: "Golden bottle of sake, ten thousand, Raise your glass to dissipate your sorrows and sorrows!"

"Nice poem!"

Feng on the other table booed blindly.

Don't think that I have almost forgotten the Tang poems I have memorized before, so I don't know that these two lines of poems are not in the same poem at all.