Chapter 147: Eighteen Songs in a Row

Chu Yi slammed at the other party's Nunu mouth, and his expression looked quite calm: "Come on, come on, it's your turn!" ”

Han Yunbin: "......"

How dare he stand out!

Even if she doesn't know how to write and ink, she also knows that she is carrying a peony just now, after all, she is not deaf!

But—

Shen Yaxuan grinded his teeth and stood out, in fact, he didn't drink very much, but he didn't want to lose face at such a time, especially in front of Chu Qingyue.

"Chu Qingyue, you're optimistic! You have to drink as much as I drink, and you can't raise fish. ”

"No problem!" Chu Yi is as calm as ever, raising fish means that the wine is not finished, doesn't it just want to pour her wine! What is there to be afraid of her!

In fact, there was a time in her previous life when she used wine to drown her sorrows, but unfortunately, she collapsed a little after every drink.

Not only is she not drunk, but those past will be more and more clearly displayed in front of her, that is, from that time on, she probably knows her physique, that is, a thousand cups will not fall.

Now, naturally, I'm not afraid!

"A single flower is not spring, and a hundred flowers compete for beauty and fragrance in the garden."

"The peony flower smiled and moved, and the Wuxing purple bamboo shoots came." Chu Yi seems to like peonies very much, and every time he speaks, it is related to peonies.

Not only that, but drinks are also dropping rapidly!

Zhu Shaoyang was so congested that he pulled Shen Yaxuan away and went on his own, and he also drank a lot of wine! However, I don't know if it's too unsuccessful on weekdays, but I thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a word.

Chu Yi smiled, it seems that this group of children of the family is really not very good! One is not as good as the other, but if this is the case, she is not afraid.

Thinking about it, he looked at Xu Suibai.

"You're coming?"

"Come to the bamboo pavilion to enjoy the pole bead palace. The leaves have been exhausted and the flowers are only half red. Xu Suibai obviously really has two brushes, and right now, he doesn't panic at all when he carries it.

It's just that he drank a little bit of wine in the urn, but he wanted to scold his mother!

Damn, what kind of wine is this and why is it so strong?! Although it was very mellow and fragrant, he couldn't stand the poor amount of alcohol, but even so, he still insisted and refused to admit defeat easily.

Chu Yi saw his reaction in his eyes, and couldn't help but feel funny, they insisted on it very well, but unfortunately, each has its own weaknesses, and it is really not very reliable!

So much so that she was originally ready to fight, but now it has almost become her home field, which looks really scary.

"Luoyang people are used to seeing strange things, and peach and plum blossoms are not flowers. It must be the peony flowers in full bloom, and the city will be full of joy. ”

“……”

"The green is quiet and quiet, and the red clothes are light and deep. The heart of the flower is broken, and the spring color does not know the heart. ”

“……”

Eighteen songs in a row, the first one does not leave the flower.

The key is that when Chu Yi was reciting poems, the wine did not fall, but the more he went down, the more arrogant he became, and inadvertently, he attracted all his attention to her.

Of course, she herself was unaware!

Chu Yi only felt that she hadn't been so indulgent for a long time, and if she really had to count it, for a while, it seemed that countless poems were dangling in front of her eyes, flashing quickly, so that it was absolutely not simple to take out a random poem.

This posture, where is the martial artist of the General's Mansion, it is clearly a noble son raised by a literati family!

I can't see that Chu Zhengze still has such ability!

For a while, everyone's eyes were full of weirdness!