Afterward, Li Changting swayed her way over, graceful as a lotus leaf in the wind. The smile on her face grew ever more dazzling, while her pair of bewitching eyes continuously roamed up and down Li Yan's body.
The ravine between the two fair cloud peaks on her chest gleamed white and trembled faintly, leaving Li Yan utterly unable to look at it directly.
This time, like the others from Small Bamboo Peak, Li Changting called Li Yan Little Junior Brother, as though she herself were also a senior disciple of Small Bamboo Peak.
Miao Wangqing, on the other side, could not help but let out a soft snort upon hearing that, yet she still kept watch over Li Wuyi and did not let him leave.
"Oh... oh... Senior Sister Li, it's not... not that I... like it... like it... hehe..."
Li Yan gave a dry laugh. Li Wuyi's usual thought also rose in his heart—he wanted to strangle Second Senior Brother Wei to death!
"Little Junior Brother, if you like it, why aren't you drinking? For you and Junior Sister Min's return, I brought out stock that has been stored for over a hundred years this time. Are you really refusing to appreciate your elder sister's kindness?"
As Li Changting spoke, she had already walked in front of Li Yan. The reproachful look on her face was utterly lovable.
"Senior Sister Li, I'm afraid of gu insects. Of course Senior Sister knows that. If I drink it, I'm afraid I'll vomit again just like I did back then. That would be too... too wasteful. Wasteful, hehe..."
Li Yan hurriedly raised the wine cup in his hand, his face apologetic as he spoke.
Seeing Li Changting's slightly bent body and the even more eye-catching expanse of snowy white before her