Chapter Twenty-Three: Feeding the Wine

The second glass of wine was very spicy, completely different from the first glass of wine, but Su Ying choked all of a sudden, her little face was red, she coughed for a long time, her eyes were full of tears, her black and white beautiful eyes were full of moisture, and she looked a little pitiful, like some kind of bullied little animal.

The more the branch master of the Temple of Light looked, the more he felt that something was wrong, how could this little guy look like a female doll? Hey...... Could it be that the noble and indifferent regent of the Great Wilderness finally plans to start a family?

Thinking like this, the branch master of the Bright God Temple looked at Su Yeming and Su Ying with a slightly weird gaze.

Su Ying finally finished the second cup, Su Yeming and the branch master of the Temple of Light observed, but there was still no wine overflowing from Su Ying's fingertips, so he gave her a third cup.

As we all know, it is easiest to get drunk when you drink a mixture of different types of alcohol, especially for people who are not strong enough to drink.

After four glasses of wine, Su Ying's whole body was a little floating, her cheeks were red, her pink lips were slightly pursed, and she murmured coquettishly: "I don't want to drink it...... Don't drink ......"

After drinking four glasses of wine, not a single drink spilled from her fingertips, which showed that she had definitely opened the four knots, and if she opened two more knots, she would be able to practice.

Su Yeming definitely wouldn't let Su Ying's talent test give up halfway.

He tried to scare Su Ying with cold words, but Su Ying was drunk, her brain was a little confused, she could be said to be bold, willful and scoundrel, how could she be frightened by him.

"Don't drink...... Don't drink ...... I won't drink ......."

The little hand tried to break free of Su Yeming's palm, twisting his body and not knowing where to run.

"Ahem......"

The branch hall master of the Temple of Light couldn't help coughing a few times when he looked at Su Ying like this, and when he saw the regent Su Yeming's gloomy handsome face that could almost drip water, there was a little smile in the small eyes of the mung bean: "This little boy looks really drunk, and there are twelve kinds of wine, there is no time to delay, why don't you feed her!" ”

Su Yeming's face tightened, and he felt more and more that Su Ying was too useless, and he could test any talent.

He glanced at the master of the branch hall of the Temple of Light, held Su Ying's waist with both hands, directly hugged Su Ying into his arms, tightly imprisoned her writhing body, picked up the wine with one hand, and was about to pour it into Su Ying's lips, but unfortunately Su Ying, who was already drunk, struggled hard, and the wine she drank was not spilled much, and her neck and placket were soaked.

The branch master of the Temple of Light looked at Su Ying's emaciated body, and finally deduced from her flat chest that she was wrong, she was not a female doll, she should be a male doll that had not yet opened and had not grown up, so she looked particularly delicate.

Who knows, the next moment, the regent Su Yeming directly drank the wine into his mouth, and then fixed Su Ying's petite head in his arms with his hand, and in front of the master of the Light Temple, he printed his lips on Su Ying's lips, pried open Su Ying's lips, and crossed the wine in his mouth.

This scene made the branch master of the Temple of Light stunned, he was just thinking...... Lord Regent Su Yeming actually kissed a little boy!!

Sky! Could it be that the regent has not started a family for so many years because he has the good of Longyang, the habit of breaking sleeves, and likes boys and women?

This thought made the scalp of the branch master of the Temple of Light tingle, and the whole person couldn't help but take a few steps back, away from Su Yeming, for fear that Su Yeming would also fall in love with him, he didn't want to think about it, his wrinkled, gray-haired appearance, even if Su Yeming was really good at Longyang, it would never be possible to fall in love with him.

In this way, Su Yeming fed the remaining wine to Su Ying one by one, Su Ying was full of wine by him, drunk like mud, and her consciousness became a paste, but her strength and courage were much greater!