She carried the flask and poured the wine out, and drank it herself, and on the surface of the wine, there were waves of snow-white hops.

After a few sips of a pot of wine, she turned her eyes sideways and stared at the phoenix dove, and lifted his hand holding the porcelain bowl.

"Hey, why don't you drink it, didn't you promise my aunt and grandmother everything? Yes!

Dead roast chicken, you can't afford to play! ”

He froze in place, his whole face turned from a healthy complexion to a pink, and he stammered: "In addition to drinking, can you ...... Anything else? ”

"Oh, it's still negotiable!

That's it, you're just here to see my aunt and my jokes, what kind of pretence! Heh......"

She waved her hand, and looked at the phoenix dove and became irritable.

"You can make wine yourself, brew a pot of "Sauvignon Blanc", oh no, "Death", now, drink your "Death" technique out!

Tell you!

- Auntie, I don't mean anything else! You 'die', I 'want to die'!

Don't drink it yet, do you? In this way, from now on, you take your Yangguan Road, and I will look for my Lu Mo ......"

Before the words were finished, the phoenix dove directly lifted the wine jug, closed the phoenix eyes tightly and choked and drank it all.

He doesn't care about the strength and clarity of the wine, he takes a sullen breath and makes a move!

But because he didn't know how to drink, he choked a few sips in the middle.

A pot fell, and the color of the wine instantly rose to his face.

The whole handsome face is stained with red, and the skin that can be broken by blowing is very similar to a ripe peach.

Qing Wei looked at him appreciating his face, and was very satisfied in his heart, and beckoned: "Hahaha, it's good to drink it, it's good to drink, refreshing!" Fill it up again! ”

"Oh no...... No, no, no......"

The phoenix dove had choked on the bowl of wine, and there was a burning pain in his throat, and the liquor in his stomach quickly reacted.

The cheeks were flushed, but this time the flush was no longer shy, but slightly drunk.

He is good at making wine, but he is not good at drinking, and wine is easy to make mistakes. What's more, what this stinky fox is calling is one of the spirits in the fairy world.

Where can he carry it!

Hearing Feng Jiu's refusal, her expression that had finally eased up instantly became angry again, and she directly filled the bowl and smashed it heavily in front of Feng Jiu.

One word, "Drink!" ”

Two words, "Drink again!" ”

Three words, "Keep drinking!" ”

Four words, "Don't stop!" ”

Just like that, after Qing Wei poured bowl after bowl of wine on the phoenix dove, the phoenix dove had already lost his mind.

The gilded eyes were confused with mist, and the person in front of him was blurred, especially the face, which felt so pleasing to the eye after being blurred.

Soon, the dove's wine strength came up.

It was no longer Qing Wei who poured him hard, but he himself carried pot after pot of soju immortal brew, poured it for himself, and insisted on pouring it for Qing Wei.

Qing Wei smiled and did not refuse at all.

The two drank with each other, like brothers, and snuggled up together, looking at the moon outside.

To be precise......

It was Qing Wei who strangled the neck of the phoenix dove, admired the moon by himself, and forced the phoenix dove to admire the moon.

The smile turned into sadness, "Na, roast chicken, do you know...... I've loved that guy in my life.

I've done a lot, I've worked so hard.

In order to be able to be with him, I gave up what I had to give up.

Oh, you don't know, and you don't know what it's like. ”

Phoenix: "......"

Qing Wei smiled and patted his drunken shoulder on the shoulder, "It's okay, it's better if you don't know."

I don't have anything else but to be uncomfortable! ”