"No, my idol! This won't do, wait, wait~!"
"Don't! Sister Wangshu! Don't! Mmmmmm~! I—I really, really can't drink any more!!!"
In the secluded little courtyard where Qing Mo and the others lived, Angel Leng, who had always feared neither Heaven nor Earth, was slowly rolling her eyes white!
What had begun as a perfectly good barbecue party had somehow suddenly turned into a drinking-capacity contest!
Everyone had agreed not to use their cultivation to suppress the effects of alcohol, competing solely based on their natural drinking limits!
Stubbornly charging ahead, Angel Leng had suffered abysmal luck. After shaking dice cups for two and a half hours, she had not even won five rounds!
Even the Wind, Flowers, Snow, and Moon Qing Mo had brought out had been more than half drunk by her alone!
"No can do? You'll do it anyway!"
"Hurry up, open your mouth!"
"You wanted to be stubborn and tough-headed—let's see if you can still stay tough!"
Her face flushed with rosy color and her whole body reeking of alcohol, Mo Wangshu held a Glaze cup brimming with wine as she pinched Angel Leng's smooth chin!
And Qing Mo, equally drunk and enjoying himself, was pinching Angel Leng's soft flesh to keep her firmly under control and make resisting difficult!
As the richly fragrant brew slowly slid down her throat, the usually mischievous Angel Leng flailed both hands in the air, her face filled with the expression of "the wind sighs bleakly, the Yi River runs cold"!
"Hurry up! Leng still owes me two cups. Don't you dare start raising fish again!"
Sitting opposite with one leg crossed over the other and a handful of sunflower seeds in her hand, He Xi watched with great interest as Angel Leng, this little golden canary, was forcibly fed wine