Lu Aya is tired of it, Liu Fufeng has lost her sense of proportion for a while, she is not afraid of anything, she is afraid that her Aya will be uncomfortable.

Now what? Liu Fufeng thought quickly.

What is there to be greasy?

In an instant, many names flashed in Liu Fufeng's mind, but the things she could think of to relieve greasy were some herbs, other fruits and the like, which actually did not have much effect, and tea was a greasy solution, but sure enough, it was still herbs that she knew better.

But where do you go to find herbs now...... Clinic, yes, clinic.

Liu Fufeng turned around, pulled Lu Aya and was about to leave.

Although it was just a trivial matter, as long as it was about Lu Aya, Liu Fufeng was unnaturally nervous, as if something big had happened to her.

Actually, it's not, Lu Aya is just tired of eating for a while, and she is a little nauseous, after the automatic adjustment of the body, it is almost good now, and it is estimated that it will be completely digested after a burp.

Other impurities and things that are useless to the body will naturally be discharged, Liu Fufeng doesn't have to worry about it at all, doesn't he react if he doesn't see the snow dust?

Lu Aya feels a little more comfortable now, but she is still a little nauseous, she was dragged up from the stool by Liu Fufeng, and the whole person was still a little confused.

"Daughter, little daughter, this is ...... What's wrong? Spotting Liu Fufeng's movements, the maid stepped forward to ask.

This is a distinguished guest, and they can't afford to have an accident.

Then Liu Fufeng seemed to have found a savior, it was always good to have one more person to ask, and then she briefly mentioned Lu Aya's situation.

"Tired of eating?" The maid was puzzled, and then glanced at Liu Fufeng with a strange expression.

She thought it was a big deal, Liu Fufeng looked anxious, and she didn't know that she thought Lu Aya was poisoned, but it turned out to be just such a trivial matter...... Should I say that she is worthy of being a pampered eldest lady?

But since it's a daughter, so small things are big things.

"Daughter, if you're just a little tired of eating meat, how about trying a little wine......" the maid suggested.

"Wine?" Liu Fufeng was stunned for a moment.

Speaking of which, wine seems to be a relief from greasy, but it is clearly written in the medical book that cold wine hurts the liver, hot wine hurts the lungs, in short, it is not a good thing, their family prohibits alcohol, anyway, Liu Fufeng has never seen his father drink, including his patients, as long as the patients who pass through his father's hands, there will basically be a requirement not to drink alcohol.

So wine is not a good thing in Liu Fufeng's heart, but because his master is an alcoholic, Liu Fufeng's bad feeling for wine is slightly reduced, and if it really hurts his body, why does Senior Sister Qin like to drink it?

I can only say that I love it personally.

But understanding is understanding, Liu Fufeng doesn't want her Aya to become a little drunkard.

"Yes, when it comes to wine, it's very effective in relieving greasyness." The maid reminded.

Then Lu Aya retched just right at this time, and squeezed out a few tears by the way, in fact, she felt that she was already a lot better, and it should be the last one just now, but her ears quietly pricked up at this time, and she heard the wine......

I really want to drink it, curious about the taste.

Seeing Lu Aya's somewhat "painful" look, Liu Fufeng hesitated a little: "But I'...... My sister is still young......"

Small?

The maid glanced at Lu Aya, although the latter was quite short, but he should be fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was a little heroic, no matter how you look at it, he is not the kind of child who is particularly small......

Of course, slander is slander, and she still makes it clear what she should say.

"Qianjin, I didn't say that it must be grain and wine, we have fruit wine here, it won't be intoxicating, and many children like to drink it." The maid said.

She was telling the truth, in fact, the wine is greasy because of its pungent taste, but in the case of fruit wine, the taste is fresh and the effect is similar.

"Really?" Liu Fufeng was tempted, as she said, if children can drink, then her Aya should be okay, and the problem of getting tired of eating has been solved, and Lu Aya has always wanted to drink, this is also an opportunity.

"Really, if you don't believe it, you can taste it for yourself." The maid said patiently, and then waved her hand to make two glasses of fruit wine.

About the amount of a bowl, a little clear, with a slight yellowishness, and a fruity aroma.

"Goo." Lu Aya swallowed her saliva and stared at the contents of the cup in front of her.

Is this wine? How did she think it was juice, and then looked at Liu Fufeng with a longing gaze.

"Wait." Liu Fufeng stopped Lu Aya, then picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip, savoring it in his mouth.

It's a little soft, and then it's a little sweet, like taking a bite of a peach, and it's very comfortable.

I didn't have the stamina written in the book, and I didn't feel spicy, it was really like the juice squeezed from the fruit, and the taste was unexpectedly good.

If that's the case, then it's not okay to let Aya drink a little...... Looking at Lu Aya's big watery eyes, Liu Fufeng's heart softened, and then he waved his hand.

"Okay, drink a little, just a little."

"Really? Thank you, sister. Lu Aya was pleasantly surprised when she heard this, but she didn't expect her sister to really agree, her "sister" was called willingly, and she called it in that kind of sweet voice.

For a moment, Liu Fufeng was stunned.

Lu Aya called her sister this time different from the previous perfunctory, very emotional, Liu Fufeng was very happy, she gently touched Lu Aya's high ponytail, looked at her side face and stopped talking.

Here, Lu Aya got permission, took a small sip from the cup, and then showed a little happy expression.

Delicious.

The juice and fruit taste are very strong, sweet and sour, and the greasy taste of eating too much meat before is washed away by the sourness.

Like, love.

Lu Aya sat on the seat and drank fruit wine in small sips, but because of her attire, the current Lu Aya did not feel cute, but a somewhat elegant but chic sense of disobedience.

"Thank you for your inconvenience."

Seeing that Lu Aya was not uncomfortable at this time, Liu Fufeng's heart finally let go, and she sincerely thanked the maid.

"It's out of the way." The maid was also a little overwhelmed by Liu Fufeng, this young lady is so polite.

It feels very comfortable...... It's very gentle.

After the maid retreated, her eyes never left Liu Fufeng, and she suddenly felt that such a daughter was worth looking forward to......

She must be very happy to be her sister.

At this time, Lu Aya drank all the fruit wine in her cup, and then hit the idea on the cup that Liu Fufeng had just taken a small sip of.

Who doesn't like something good, besides, it's not wine at all...... Hiccup, it's just a drink......

At this time, Lu Aya in Liu Fufeng's eyes looked as usual, very sober, and not drunk, so she was not worried, but what Liu Fufeng didn't pay attention to was that Lu Aya was fine, but the cat on her shoulder had misty eyes.

The little girl in the Void World was flushed and was about to fall unconscious.

Xuechen's "spirit" was tied to Lu Aya's soul when she saw her on the first day, and since she was like this, it meant that Lu Aya was drunk - drunk from fruit wine with little alcohol, but she didn't blush.

……

"Little girl."

The white-robed man shook his head, Lu Aya and Liu Fufeng don't know how to drink at all, what are the strength of fruit wine?

Then he poured himself a large sip of spirits, feeling the hot stuff running down his throat, and his face still didn't change.

"The wine is delicious because it is so bad...... Is that right? Orient? The man spoke lightly.

With the man's voice, a woman walked out of the void, she appeared out of thin air but did not attract the attention of others, Dongfang Mercy sat in front of the white-robed man, wearing a skirt but with one foot upturned, her graceful figure was blood-pumping, but all these men selectively ignored it.

"I don't know, I don't drink." Dongfang Pitian shook her head, she had just teased Luo Hanyi, she was in a better mood, and then she sensed the qi of her acquaintance, and came over.

"But this fruit wine seems to taste good, you can try it." Dongfang Mercy turned his words, his slender hand stretched out into the air, and when he pulled it out, there was an extra wine glass in his hand, which was the fruit wine that Lu Aya had drunk just now.

Wei Yu then put it on the table, and she couldn't see her expression.

"How?" The white-robed man asked.

"I don't like it." Dongfang Pity shook his head: "There is such a thing as wine...... Hehe, I don't know what to drink. ”

The inner words were not spoken, and she hated alcoholics, both men and women.

"Understandable." The white-robed man put down the wine gourd: "However, it is a very boring thing for a sober person to look at a drunk person, but how can a sober person know the pleasure of being drunk?" ”

Dongfang Pity smiled: "Then are you drunk or awake?" ”

"I don't know." The white-robed man looked at Dongfang Pitian's eyes a little cloudy: "The more you don't want to get drunk, the faster you get drunk, and when you really want to get drunk, you can't get drunk." ”

But if a person really wants to get drunk, he must get drunk very quickly, because he can pretend to be drunk if he is not drunk, and if a person wants to pretend to be drunk, then in the end, even he himself often can't tell whether he is pretending to be drunk. Or are you really drunk? ”

"Like you now?" Dongfang Pity sneered.

"Who knows." The white-robed man drank a gourd of wine, laughed heartily, and then looked at Dongfang Pitian: "Dongfang, long time no see." ”

"It's been a long time, but I didn't expect that after so many years, you would become like this." Dongfang Pity shook his head.

Does wine really have that much charm? One by two.

Li Wusheng, who used to be the elder brother of Shushan, the royal "guard" of their sisters, was later infected with demonic energy in that incident, and after leaving Shushan, he also became this vicissitudes of life.

"Can I quit drinking?" Dongfang Mercy asked.

"I can't." Li Wusheng touched the little stubble on his chin, as if he was a little drunk.

Dongfang Mercy narrowed his eyes: "Lingshan is forbidden to drink." ”

"Quit it."

The answer was extremely decisive, and at this time, Li Wusheng's eyes were still a little cloudy.

"Hehe...... Dongfang Pitian laughed a few times, and then said: "Want to go up the mountain?" ”

"Yes." Li Wusheng paused: "I want to go up the mountain to see my senior sister." ”

The eyes are bright.

"After so many years, you haven't given up?" Dongfang is merciful, Li Wusheng makes this request almost every year, but he has never succeeded.

He wanted to go up the mountain to pay tribute to his senior sister, but some people didn't want to see him, although the matter was solved because of his efforts, and even Li Wusheng was forced to leave Shushan because of saving people, but the people of Lingshan would not forgive him, and he was also responsible for the tragedy.

"Dead heart? How to die? Li Wusheng laughed at himself, after that day, he never saw him again, until his senior sister's soul returned to Lingshan.

On the day of the vigil, he was stopped at the foot of the spiritual mountain, and he could not go up the mountain on the day of sacrifice and sweeping.

"Dongfang, we're also old friends." Li Wangsheng said.

"That's right." Dongfang Mercy nodded, she was an ignorant little girl who followed Li Wusheng, Senior Sister and Chu Weishui all day long, and she had been taken care of a lot.

This is also the reason why she was reluctant to show up on the task of sending Li Wusheng in previous years, but this time because of Lu Aya, she met an old friend once.

"Let's get straight to the point." Li Wusheng took a sip of wine and looked straight at Dongfang Pitian.

"I don't know." Dongfang Lianren didn't want to refuse him, but he also had his own dilemma: "After I return to the mountain...... Help you fight for it. ”

"Thank you." Li Wusheng thanked him.

Dongfang Lianren didn't refuse directly, he was already very happy, and then showed a trace of ease on his face: "If there is a lot of resistance...... Then don't bother, I'll be down the hill as before. ”

Dongfang Piren was stunned for a moment when she heard this, and glanced at this somewhat familiar stranger, who was dressed in clean white, but his face was full of vicissitudes, and his beard was not shaved, which was completely inconsistent with the handsome young man with starry eyes in her impression.

The eyes were deep, the long hair was tied up at will, and there was a bit of the heroic aura of a prodigal son, not the obvious demonic aura, she didn't recognize it for a while.

Now I found that no matter how people change, the senior brother of Shushan who will worry about her and think about her for her has still not changed.

Perhaps it was precisely because he could not return to Shushan that Li Wangsheng could ignore the difference between sects...... You can also be yourself more chic.

After taking a deep look at the man in front of him, Dongfang Pity lowered his eyes.

She said she wasn't going to help him once this year......

"That's right, East." Li Wusheng has wanted to ask something for a long time, because he went down the mountain to perfunctory him before, and some things are not easy to talk about, but now he finally met an old friend from the past, so he asked.

"Say." Dongfang Piren licked the corners of his mouth, looked at Lu Aya, who was still drinking downstairs, and said casually.

"How has Senior Sister Chu been all these years?" Li Wangsheng raised his head, his gaze looked in the direction of the ninth peak through the enchantment, at that time, Chu Weishui was selected as the peak master and was responsible for the development of the ninth peak, but then the disaster started, and he never saw him again.

"Chu Pooshui?" Dongfang Pitian seemed to have known that he had asked this question.

"It's a good life, drunk and dreaming of death every day, it's good."

These words were uttered through gritted teeth.

"Yes." Li Wusheng sighed and stopped asking.

He can probably guess a little bit, the relationship between sisters is like this, and you can imagine what it looks like.

"Where's A-Yao?" Li Wusheng asked again, this naïve girl is the one he cares about the most, after all, the soul belongs to her own sister.

"A-Yao?" Hearing this, Dongfang Mercy put away his hatred for Chu Weishui, shook his head, and showed a little helplessness.

"It's time to call it Zixu."