The Seven Archons' Carefree Ways, Qin Qi: Want Some Cookies?

"Don't look so surprised. We really are just here to have a gathering this time."

"We don't have any other plans. Qin Qi, would you like a drink?"

Venti ran over to Qin Qi, put an arm around his shoulders, and raised the bottle in his hand.

"Sorry, I don't drink. You drunkard, get away from me."

Qin Qi pushed Venti away helplessly, then suddenly remembered something.

"Old man Zhongli, keep an eye on this guy. Don't let him get drunk and go on a rampage."

"If he blows my house away with one gust of wind, you and I are going to have words."

Qin Qi looked at Venti suspiciously, although the idea was utterly absurd.

But for some reason, he was really worried that this unreliable guy might actually do it.

"I'm not going to get drunk. Besides, I hold my liquor very well."

Venti put on a wounded expression. You actually don't believe me? I'm so hurt.

"Fine."

Zhongli nodded. If Venti really did go on a drunken rampage, he would protect the house properly.

He would make sure Venti didn't blow it away.

"Qin Qi, don't worry. We'll keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't cause trouble."

Mavuika cheerfully walked over to Qin Qi, bent down, and patted him on the head.

"Besides, little Qin Qi, you're very cute."

Mavuika was tall and slender, no less imposing than any man. Qin Qi, meanwhile, was only six years old and tiny.

"I'm also worried about you. Don't get drunk and drive your motorcycle."

"I'm worried you'll get into an accident and run someone over."

Qin Qi looked at Mavuika speechlessly. I was only talking about Venti. I didn't say anything about you, did I?

*You're just as troublesome. You ride your motorcycle around early