Chapter 159: Sister-in-law Xiao Si is a Drinker
The Fourth Master is more aloof. He is more sturdy than the Third and Ninth Masters, but not as exaggerated as the Tenth Master. He is the type who looks thin when dressed but has muscles when undressed.
When he wasn't talking, the low pressure surrounding him made people afraid to even look at him. Sometimes, I even overlooked his appearance. In this quiet moment, I suddenly realized that his facial features were actually superior to those of the others.
"What are you looking at?" The Fourth Master had long noticed that Wen Jiu was looking at him with her head propped up, but she hadn't said anything. Who knew that this little girl would keep looking at him?
"Look at me." The words came out of his mouth, and Wenjiu felt quite regretful after he said it. He wanted to stick his head into the ground.
The chopsticks of several people eating hot pot around them suddenly stopped.
The Third Master sniffed, blinked twice, and thought to himself that he must bring Fang'er with him to dine next time!
The Ninth Master and the Tenth Master stared at each other blankly: Why do we suddenly feel that this hot pot is not fragrant anymore?
The Fourth Master paused, turned around and looked at her, and after a long pause, he said, "...If it's beautiful, just look at it for a few more seconds."
The Fourth Master thought, he was not a stingy person. He showed it to others on weekdays. If his woman wanted to see it, then let her see it.
It saves her from always envying others for no reason.
The Third Master stared at the Fourth Master and the wine for a while, then suddenly came to a conclusion: "Fourth Master, you've changed!"
Jiu Ye: "Third brother is right today."
The Tenth Master's cheeks were bulging, but he still nodded: "Third Brother and Ninth Brother are right today."
The Fourth Master felt uncomfortable, avoiding the sight of the wine warmer, and turned to look at the Third Master and the others: "Eat the food, it will be gone soon."
They were now about 70% full, so they followed the Fourth Master's advice and were not in a hurry.
Only the Third Master said, "It's boring to just eat without drinking."
The Tenth Master immediately raised his hand in agreement: "Yes, yes, yes, some strong liquor will make you feel better."
Jiu Ye slapped the table and turned around to order: "Go and bring me the jar of daughter's red wine that I have treasured for thirty years."
The Tenth Master was so happy that he almost jumped up: "Ninth Brother, are you really willing to give it up?" This was a fine product that Ninth Brother had collected earlier in a century-old wine shop. He had been thinking about it all the way, but Ninth Brother didn't even let him smell it. Today was so happy, with all the delicious food and wine!
The Third Master couldn't help but laugh. "We're so lucky to be able to drink Ninth Brother's treasured wine today." Who doesn't know that Ninth Master loves his collection of wine? It's hard for the Emperor to even get a drink. This trip was truly fruitful.
Jiu Ye patted his chest and said, "Fourth brother has already taken out the watermelon that the emperor gave me as a reward. Why should I be reluctant to give it away? Let's have a good time today, brothers."
Although he felt a little distressed, but after drinking and eating at Fourth Brother's expense all the way, Jiu Ye deeply felt that he was not as stupid as Third Brother and Old Ten. He should at least show some sincerity. Otherwise, how could he feel at ease to make a living in the future?
In fact, Jiu Ye’s wine was good, and even Si Ye couldn’t help but drink a few more glasses.
Smelling the mellow aroma of the warm wine and seeing the people around him looking intoxicated, he couldn't help but pick up the glass.
The strong liquor burned her throat and choked her, causing her to cough and burst into tears.
"Haha, Little Fourth Sister-in-law drank too much and choked, haha." Master Shi laughed like a fool.
The others couldn't help laughing, except for the Fourth Master, who was patting his back while warming the wine, his brows furrowed.
"This is not a drink for girls, and you actually drank it all."
Wenjiu was speechless and drank several cups of her honey water in a row before she let out a sigh of relief.
"Phew, this wine is really hard on my throat."
Everyone had never heard anyone speak like this before. They were stunned for a moment before they reacted and found it funny.
The Tenth Master pointed at the Ninth Master and said, "Brother Nine, did you hear that? This wine is too hard on your throat."
The Third Master also pointed at the Ninth Master: "This wine is too tiring for your throat."
Jiu Ye: "...Are you afraid of wasting your limited brain by imitating others' speech?"
Third Master and Tenth Master: “…”
After three rounds of drinks, everyone was still eating happily. The Fourth Master couldn't help but look at the warm wine beside him.
The flickering candlelight cast a layer of warm light on her whole body. Her long eyelashes covered a small shadow, making her beautiful and enchanting. She was so sleepy that she nodded continuously like a chicken pecking at rice, and she looked inexplicably pitiful, like a kitten abandoned on the roadside.
The Fourth Master reached out and grabbed Wenjiu's head. Seeing that she was sleeping uncomfortably, he simply picked her up and said to the brothers who were drunk, "Excuse me."
The others had no time to pay attention to the Fourth Master. The Third Master had rolled up his sleeves at some point, spitting profusely as he spoke, "When I went to the battlefield, you little ones were still playing in the mud. Don't you know that the battlefield was filled with smoke? I led the Blue Banner Army straight into the enemy camp and killed them all without a single piece of armor left..."
Jiu Ye frowned: "Third brother, you spit in my cup."
Master Shi frowned and knocked on the copper pot with his chopsticks: "Is there someone here who can bring me some more dishes?"
Fourth Master: "..." How did these people get together to chat? And they were chatting so enthusiastically? Talking to them was too much. Fourth Master, holding the warm wine, turned around and went into the house.
Wenjiu didn't sleep very well and woke up when she was picked up by the Fourth Master. But the wine was a bit too much and she couldn't hold on any longer. When she saw the Fourth Master, she leaned on him with peace of mind and fell asleep in a daze.
Xiao Jin sat on Wenjiu's shoulder, looking at the hearts popping up one after another on Fourth Master's head, and couldn't help but take out his little notebook.
It has also read some books about love in the past two days. Could this be the legendary joy of seeing each other?
The Fourth Master held the warm wine and placed it on the bed. Looking at her soft appearance, he was stunned for a moment, then bent down to take off her shoes and tear off her socks.
The white feet with a hint of pink were revealed, and the Fourth Master couldn't help but be a little dazed.
I subconsciously stretched out my hand to compare it. Oh, it's just this tiny? Not even as big as my own hand.
Her feet were white and plump, and when my hands and her feet were placed together, they were two different colors.
He had only taken a sip of wine, but the person in front of him collapsed completely. He didn't even react when his shoes and socks were pulled off. The Fourth Master was quite amused.
I felt inexplicably angry when I pinched her little feet. I really couldn't stay in the same room with her anymore.
He wanted to ask the maid next to her to come and serve, but when he saw Dashao's face, the Fourth Master immediately waved his hand and said, "You go out first. I'm here."
Dashao looked at Wenjiu with some worry, but finally went out obediently.
The Fourth Master took a deep breath, walked to the table and poured two cups of tea. It was clear and sweet, and tasted very good.
He felt that the heat had dissipated a little, and then he returned to the bedside.
In the blink of an eye, Wenjiu's clothes were stripped off.
He was just helping her take off her clothes, but in the cold winter, the Fourth Master broke out in a sweat.
He let out a breath, then quickly grabbed the quilt and wrapped the warm wine tightly around him.
The person on the bed murmured something, but was sleeping soundly.
The Fourth Master shook his head, driving away the charming feeling.
Feeling a little calmer, the Fourth Master planned to go out. After all, there were still a few drunk brothers who he couldn't ignore.
He stood up and felt something pulling him from behind. Turning around, he saw the corner of his clothes being tightly grasped by a pair of white little hands.
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