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Wan Zhanfeng followed behind Luo Yi in a daze.
He was full of thoughts, the senior sister invited me to sit in her yard.
Sister invited me to drink.
Sister's orders, of course, must be obeyed.
In this way, his feet fluttered all the way, and he followed Luo Yi to the courtyard that Qixia Villa arranged for the disciples alone.
Sitting on the stone bench, watching the slender figure enter the room and come out again.
Xianxian held a jar of wine in her hand and placed it on the table.
Pick up the wine glass and pour the wine.
Senior Sister's hands are so fair and delicate, the porcelain cup looks rough in her hands.
This kind of cup is not worthy for senior sister to touch.
He quickly stood up: "Senior Sister, I'm coming." He took the wine jar and poured wine into the glass.
Sitting back on the stone bench, he clinked glasses with Luo Yi, and the strong wine entered his throat, making his whole body tremble, and his mind finally cleared up!
Sister invited him to drink!
Sister invited him to sit in the yard!
Senior Sister treats him
Could it be that the senior sister treats him like he treats her?
His heart was beating so hard that he was so dizzy and tinnitus that he couldn't hear anything. He could only see her red lips parted slightly, but couldn't hear what she said.
After a long time, the heat in his mind slowly faded, and the tinnitus gradually disappeared. Seeing her look at her with a half-smile, he was at a loss for a moment.
"Senior Sister, I" He wanted to explain, he didn't mean not to listen to her, he respected her very much, and he definitely didn't mean to neglect her. But if he really wanted to tell the reason, he couldn't open his mouth.
That thought is sweet in my heart, but when it rushes to my throat, it sticks into a ball, and I can't spit it out no matter what.
His face was hot, and his face gradually turned red from holding back, and he danced helplessly, extremely stiff.
Luo Yi didn't make things difficult for him.
She smiled and raised her glass to him: "Drink."
Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Wan Zhanfeng breathed a sigh of relief, quickly picked up the wine glass with both hands, and drank it down in one gulp.
The wine was very strong, and he didn't drink often, so this sip was suffocating, and his throat was on fire. He wanted to cough, but was afraid of losing his composure, so he held it back and tried his best to show his usual calm and stable appearance.
"Thank you for your advice today, Senior Sister." He stood up, filled her cup, and then filled it for himself. With a serious face, he saluted her, and then raised his head and drank it down.
His throat felt hot, and gradually his lungs seemed to be on fire. He gradually found the feeling of drinking, and suddenly understood why so many people are addicted to alcohol.
While drinking, I can say what I usually dare not say. People who don't dare to take a second look at ordinary times dare to look at it at this time.
He looked at her one after another by toasting. They didn't talk much, sometimes it was "thank you for taking care of me all these years", and sometimes it was "I will toast you again".
After a while, half a jar of wine went down.
He finally slowed down and sat on the stone bench, not as stiff as before.
The eyes are a little misty, and the person is a little relaxed.
He is a little drunk. He didn't know it himself, but from the perspective of others, he was obviously drunk.
Luo Yi was sitting opposite him, propping his chin with one hand, playing with the wine glass with the other, smiling to see him drunk.
When he was sober, he was calm and stable, exuding the demeanor of a reliable student. When he was drunk at this time, the rules and regulations that he restrained himself became crooked, soft and clinging to him, making him reveal his original appearance.
"Are you still drinking?" Luo Yi shook his glass and asked him with a smile.
Wan Zhanfeng drank too much wine, and his reaction was a little sluggish. He was half a beat behind before standing up: "I'll pour wine for Senior Sister."
Luo Yi then looked up, watching him pour her wine.
He was incapable of drinking, his face was red, and his eyes seemed to be covered with fog and wet.
He is cuter than she imagined.
"No more." Luo Yi stood up, "Let's eat some fruit." She entered the room and came out with a plate of fruit.
Wan Zhanfeng looked at a plate of fruit, picked the apples and pears aside, pulled out a bunch of grapes, and held them with both hands: "Senior sister eats grapes."
"You know I like to eat grapes?" Luo Yi raised his eyebrows.
Wan Zhanfeng pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids, his long eyelashes trembling: "I see senior sister often eats grapes."
When he said this, he thought of something, and withdrew his hand again: "I'll peel grapes for senior sister."
Usually when the senior sister eats grapes, someone peels them for her to eat.
&nb??It's so thin, head Hua thought so, and stopped asking.
Soon, the contest began.
What remains behind is the discussion between the big disciples of the various sects. The higher the reputation, the later the appearance. Therefore, it won't be Wan Zhanfeng's turn for a while.
He and Luo Yi stood behind Head Hua on one left and one on the right, watching the others compete.
Originally, Wan Zhanfeng was still a little nervous, fearing that he was not good enough and would hinder the sect. However, according to Luo Yi's instruction yesterday, after he broke through the stage, he looked at these brothers of the same generation, and felt nothing to be afraid of. He watched them make moves calmly, imitating in his heart, if it was him yesterday, how would he respond? How would he deal with it today?
He immersed himself in it with one heart, and left behind all the embarrassment and troubles before.
Head Hua watched him a few times at first, but when he saw that he was gradually returning to normal, he was relieved and stopped looking at him.
Everything is normal.
Until the disciples of one sect fell to the ground one by one, as if spreading, soon the disciples of other sects also began to fall.
Gradually, the heads couldn't hold on anymore and began to fall down.
Head Hua was not spared either, his complexion changed, and he said: "Not good!"
At this time, Luo Yi and Wan Zhanfeng did not fall down. Just as Wan Zhanfeng was about to speak out, Luo Yi pulled off his sleeves and gave him a wink. Wan Zhanfeng understood, and his expression changed, and he fell down. Luo Yi swayed afterward, also pretending to be overwhelmed.
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