She turned her head and murmured to Luo Shang, "I like this child."
Luo Shang nodded without saying anything, but his eyes were just as tender.
Lunch lasted from noon until afternoon, then from afternoon until dusk.
They drank jar after jar of wine.
In the end, six of the seven elders passed out. Only Qian Daoliu was still holding on, though he wouldn't last much longer. His eyes had already begun to glaze over.
Light Feather Douluo was sprawled on the table, snoring, while Mighty Lion Douluo leaned back in his chair with his mouth hanging open.
The brothers Thousand Jun Douluo and Demon Subduing Douluo sat back to back, both already fast asleep.
Azure Luan Douluo was the last to fall. Before he did, he raised his wine cup and said, "I'm not drunk," then plunged headfirst onto the table.
Golden Crocodile Douluo had the best tolerance for alcohol, but his face was bright red too. He stubbornly stayed upright, swaying in his seat.
Luo Shang had also drunk quite a bit. He had an arm around Shen Yinshuang's shoulders and was whispering something in her ear. She pushed him away, her face flushed.
Luo Yun and Qian Renxue were the last two still awake.
A faint blush colored Qian Renxue's cheeks. She rested her forehead against Luo Yun's shoulder, eyes closed, her lashes fluttering slightly.
Luo Yun didn't move, letting her lean against him, his right hand still holding hers.
Qian Daoliu braced himself against the table and stood, then staggered over to Luo Yun and gave him two heavy pats on the shoulder.
"Xiao Yun... Xiao Xue... I'm counting on you..."
"Don't worry, Grandpa," Luo Yun said.
Qian Daoliu nodded and turned to leave. After a few steps, he came back.
"If you dare bully her,