(Regret, chasing husband, love rivals, redemption, slow burn, bloodshed) He is called Chi Musheng, an ordinary man who grew up to be slightly handsome and naturally fragrant.
Since coming to ...
Come on, let's do it!
Tu Shan Ya Ya raised her Endless Wine Jar and said.
As friends, shouldn't we be drinking and eating heartily to be happy?
Chi Musheng picked up the bowl, which was bigger than his face, swallowed hard, and said.
"Second Miss, I can't hold my liquor. You drink it all, I'll just drink whatever."
If you drink so much, and then down it in one gulp, will you still be able to eat or go to work?
"All right"
Tu Shan Ya Ya smiled and raised her Endless Wine Pot to drink. Rong Rong used to say the same thing, but she discovered a way: as long as she kept urging the other person to drink, even if it was just a small sip each time, they would finish it. Hehe.
A short while later, Tu Shan Ya Ya raised the wine pot again.
"Dry"
"Damn it," Chi Musheng had no choice but to take another sip.
.................
After several rounds, although Chi Musheng only took a small sip each time, the wine in his bowl was rapidly decreasing, and he gradually became intoxicated.
"No, Miss, let's stop for a moment and eat, let's eat!" Chi Musheng lifted the pot lid directly, not caring whether the chicken inside was cooked properly, and drank it with Tu Shan Yaya.
As the lid of the large pot was lifted, an incredibly enticing aroma wafted out, eliciting two sounds from the surrounding area.
"Gurgle"
"Gurgle"
"It smells so good!" Tu Shan Ya Ya stared intently at the steaming pot, her mouth watering uncontrollably. She would lick it with her tongue from time to time to prevent it from dripping onto the ground.
"Chi Musheng, is it ready to eat?"
Tu Shan Ya Ya couldn't resist reaching into the pot, but was stopped by a large hand. She then looked at the owner of that hand, Chi Mu Sheng, with a puzzled expression.
"Who eats with their hands directly into the pot?" Chi Musheng couldn't help but frown. If Tu Shan Ya Ya were to use her hands, the scene would probably be unbearable to watch.
A chubby fox sat by the pot, constantly sticking its paws into the pot, which was covered in oil and saliva, splashing around inside. How could it possibly eat? Was it going to eat Tu Shan Ya Ya's saliva?
"But that's how all the demons of Tushan eat!"
Tu Shan Ya Ya looked puzzled. For three hundred years, she had been eating with her hands. If she didn't use her hands, what would she use? Her feet, of course.
Chi Musheng covered his forehead, feeling quite helpless. He had almost forgotten that most monsters eat with their hands, while only the monsters in the Southern Kingdom, like humans, prefer to use utensils such as spoons and chopsticks.
Wait a minute.
He picked up a bowl, scooped it full, and then said to Tu Shan Ya Ya.
"Eat up, the pot is all yours."
Tu Shan Ya Ya's eyes were filled with disbelief, and her gaze toward Chi Mu Sheng gradually became friendly. This human is so kind. There is so much delicious food, yet he only ate a small bowl and gave the rest to her.
Besides her sister and Rongrong, this is the third person who has been so kind to her. She is so touched and has decided to make this her friend.
"Thank you. We're good friends. If you encounter any trouble in Tushan in the future, just mention my name, the Little Tyrant of Tushan."
After saying that, he couldn't hold back any longer. His hungry stomach pounded into the pot, and he started shoveling food into his mouth. He ate a piece of flatbread and a piece of chicken, and took a sip of wine every now and then. It was truly a delightful experience.
"Hmph"
"Hmph"
Chi Musheng stared blankly at Tu Shan Ya Ya, who was scavenging for food like a pig. He couldn't bear to look at her and couldn't help but think, "If something really happens, it would be better to just use your sister's name."
Of course, he wouldn't seek their help unless absolutely necessary, because if you do, it means you'll owe them a favor.
And so, one person ate slowly and carefully, while the fox wolfed down its food. The rice was eaten in quiet, though not entirely quiet, as the sounds of pigs rooting for food could always be heard.
Chi Musheng didn't intend to waste the wine in his bowl. It was quite good for cutting through the greasiness. The spiciness was similar to Sprite, but the alcohol content was probably a bit higher than beer. It had a sweet aftertaste. The only problem was that he couldn't hold his liquor and couldn't drink much.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, Chi Musheng spoke to Tu Shan Yaya, who was still eating.
"Second Miss, please eat first. I have some things to attend to, so I won't keep you company any longer."
"Okay, sure."
Tu Shan Ya Ya held a chicken leg in her left hand and a wine pot in her right. As for what Chi Mu Sheng said, she didn't hear it clearly and it didn't matter. In this world, only good food and good wine should not be missed.
Hard work pays off. He's just a busy sycophant. After finishing his meal, he doesn't even have time to rest before setting off to act again.
"Knock knock"
Chi Musheng knocked twice on the clinic's door and asked softly.
"Sister Yuling, are you awake from your beauty sleep?"
A flurry of activity and rustling sounds came from inside the clinic. A moment later, Cui Yuling, her clothes disheveled, hurriedly opened the door.
"My little brother came so early today, he didn't even give his sister time to get ready!"
“Yes,” Chi Musheng said awkwardly, scratching his head.
But I couldn't help but glance at her a few times. Sister, what were you doing just now? You didn't have to make yourself look like this just to open a door.
Could it be inside...?
Noticing Chi Musheng's gaze, Cui Yuling quickly cleared her throat and explained.
"My sister doesn't like to wear too many clothes when she sleeps, so getting her dressed took a little longer."
"Oh, I see," Chi Musheng nodded in sudden realization, indicating her understanding.
But my mind couldn't help but imagine the sight of Cuiyu running around naked, which was truly eye-catching. As I thought about it, I felt a warm sensation on the tip of my nose.
Touching it with my hand, the bright red blood was particularly striking.
Cui Yuling covered her mouth and smiled sweetly, wiping away Chi Musheng's nosebleed with a handkerchief, and said very gently.
"Oh dear, it seems my little brother has been quite irritable lately. Should I prescribe some medicine to cool him down?"
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