Chapter 155 Drinking Party

The sun is setting in the west, and the night is setting in the background.

The starry sky is silent and vast, and the overly sparse clouds make the sky look a little lonely.

On the soft white bed, a delicate figure turned over with a whimper.

"Um……"

Qu Le turned over and lay on his back on the bed, letting out a long hum.

...I slept so well.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to stretch, but her palm suddenly touched the soft and dense bedding. She seemed to realize something and woke up from her daze.

"Holy shit." Where is this?

She suddenly opened her eyes and sat up in bed.

Qu Le looked at the dark sky outside in a daze, then looked down at himself.

The original clothes were changed and replaced with a white dress that showed off her figure.

The slim-fitting cut perfectly outlines Qu Le's waist. Her appearance is already heroic and cool, and with her pair of cold and charming eyes, she has a sense of exquisite alienation. Wearing this white dress, she has a different kind of sexiness.

Qu Le was a little reserved, as she had never worn such clothes before.

After confirming that it was safe, she withdrew her gaze, touched her still not very clear head, and cursed angrily: "Fuck, Bai Yao, that son of a bitch."

If Bai Yao had told her a second earlier that the person coming was Chi Xiao, she would not have pulled him off the cliff and drifted down the mountain along the river, almost drowning.

That perverted sex maniac is dead, she was born with natural beauty and youth, and he had never even been in bed, it would be such a pity for him to die.

Qu Le angrily cursed Bai Yao's eight generations of ancestors in his heart, then raised his eyes and looked around the room.

The simple bedroom is not very large, and the furniture and decoration are mainly white, giving a sense of abstinence.

There were a few books on the bedside, neat but not new, obviously read frequently.

Qu Le picked up the top book and took a look. It was entirely in Japanese and she couldn't understand it.

There was a thin silk ribbon in the middle of the book, neatly sandwiched between the pages. Qu Le guessed that this was probably a bookmark.

She suddenly thought of Lu Qian.

Lu Qian also has this habit. She is reluctant to fold the pages of the book or use bookmarks, and she uses a thin thread that will not leave any traces to mark them, so the books she has finished reading are as if they have never been turned over.

Qu Le slowly put the book back and couldn't help wondering, where on earth is this?

She got out of bed in her slippers and paused for a moment as her legs felt a little numb. She was just jumping into the river, so why did she feel like her feet were floating?

Qu Le walked out of the room holding on to the wall, and the moment he saw the corridor, he felt that this scene seemed familiar.

The dim corridor under the night sky and the doors that were tightly closed from beginning to end brought her thoughts back to the night when she fought with Bai Yao.

Isn't this the Fuso Embassy? Did Bai Yao bring her here?

She walked along the corridor, thinking as she went.

She only remembered that after she and Bai Yao came out of the river, she felt dizzy after walking for a while, probably because she had caught a cold, and then she vomited, and then...

Qu Le shook his head vigorously, but he didn't remember anything at all.

As she walked out of the gate, she didn't recognize anyone she saw. Most of them were members of the Baiqing Society.

It was not until she approached the backyard that she vaguely saw a few familiar figures in the distance.

In the shade of the linden trees cast by the moonlight, Chixiao, Yunqi and Zhuxiachun were gathered around a large stone table, on which was placed a pile of empty wine bottles and gambling equipment.

Yunqi stood on one foot on the stone bench, shaking the dice with high spirits. Zhuxiachun watched him intently and muttered to himself. Chixiao crossed his arms over his chest, also staring at the dice cup intently.

It seems that several people are having a lot of fun.

Yunqi slammed the dice roll onto the table and smiled at the two of them with interest, "What did the dealer say?"

"hack!"

Takeshita Haru looked as if he was in control of the world and paused sharply on the wine glass in his hand.

Without even raising his head, Chixiao pulled out a bottle of whiskey from the wine box beside him and placed it on the table.

"Counterattack."

The smile on Yunqi's face grew even wider, and he flicked his wrist excitedly.

"open!"

"Two, one, three, six, leopard, big," Yunqi threw down the dice box and shrugged at Takeshita Haru, "The banker loses."

"Ah...!!!" Takeshita Haru looked annoyed, unable to accept this fact, "Why does Red Owl always win!!!"

Chixiao glanced at Zhuxiachun and said coldly: "Your skills are not good enough, practice more."

Takeshita Haru is so angry now. Damn it, she shouldn't have done that. She would have died after drinking two glasses of whiskey.

Takeshita Haru was thinking about how to escape from drinking, but unexpectedly he saw Qu Le walking not far away.

A light bulb went off in her head, Senior Sister, you are really my savior!

She quickly jumped up and waved at Qu Le, "Hey! Are you awake?"

When Chixiao and Yunqi heard what Zhuxiachun said, they also turned around to look.

Qu Le walked over slowly, raised his hand slightly, and waved to the three people gathered in front of the stone table.

"What about Yingfeng?"

Yunqi and Zhuxiachun looked at each other and laughed ostentatiously, "He can't drink much. He made us vomit."

Qu Le smiled knowingly and nodded slightly.

Yingfeng is a relatively honest man, and it is really difficult for him to hang out with this group of people.

Yunqi tactfully made room for Qu Le and moved to sit next to Chi Xiao.

Qu Le sat on the stone bench, twisted his neck, sighed, and said to himself in a teasing tone: "I actually slept here for a whole day."

"One day?" Takeshita Haru asked in surprise, then raised three fingers and waved them in front of Qu Le, "Three days! My senior sister!"

“???”

Qu Le's eyes suddenly widened in surprise, and he blinked at them in confusion, "Three days?!"

"Yes, that day Chixiao and I went to the lower reaches of the river to rescue you and the headmaster," Yunqi put his arm around Chixiao's shoulders and swayed the wine glass in front of him. "When we saw you, you had already fainted in the headmaster's arms. We brought you back and checked you out, and you've been sleeping ever since."

Chixiao nodded expressionlessly, meaning that he agreed with Yunqi's words.

Qu Le felt a little embarrassed when he heard this. He raised his hand to scratch his temples and smacked his lips. "Is he... okay?"

After all, it was she who pulled Bai Yao to jump.

Takeshita Haru walked forward, put his arm around Qu Le's shoulder, and smiled cheerfully, "Oh, it's okay, it's okay. We'll handle it ourselves."

“…”

Qu Le pursed his lips helplessly, not knowing what to say in response.

Chixiao took out two ice cubes from the ice bucket, threw them into the cup, and handed it to Qu Le.

Qu Le was a little confused.

"Chixiao's point is, you can pour what you want to drink yourself," Yunqi took the wine glass first, "Let me do it, what do you want to drink?"

"Remy Martin?" Takeshita Haru picked up the bottle and shook it. "Or Baileys?"

Qu Le picked up the absinthe beside him and handed it to Yun Qi, "Whiskey, add some of this."

"Manhattan!" Yunqi took the bottle, stretched out his hand and nodded towards Qu Le, saying with satisfaction, "You know how to drink, Miss Fox."

Qu Le smiled slightly and said, "I drink occasionally."

Like Lu Qian, she also liked to have a sip, but her alcohol tolerance was not very good, especially Lu Qian, who could only drink a little.