Chapter 63: By sheer coincidence, she fell on Shen Yunzhou.
Unable to resist her curiosity, she took a small sip. The wine was sweet and refreshing, like nectar, and a powerful, gentle spiritual energy instantly flowed through her body, making her squint her eyes in comfort.
Her eyes lit up: "Delicious!" She couldn't resist taking another sip.
"That's right! I don't take out this treasure of mine lightly!" Master Qingxuan stroked his beard proudly and poured some more for Fang Li.
After a few drinks, Fang Li felt warm and fuzzy inside, and became bolder and more talkative.
Her little face was flushed, her eyes were starting to glaze over, and she giggled as she pointed at the meat skewers on the grill and commented:
"Senior Brother Qianqiu's meat... is so big! Just looking at it makes me... full!"
"Brother Xie's meat... smells so good! It even smells... elegant!"
"Senior Brother Shen's flesh... is so cold! It must feel so refreshing to touch!"
She let out a small hiccup and slumped over her words, "They're all...all delicious! Hehe..."
The system was frantically alarming in her mind: [“Host! Wake up! You drank celestial wine, not juice! You're drunk! Quickly circulate your energy to neutralize the alcohol! ...Oh no, oh no, my eyes are glazed over! Silly grin mode activated! (covers face)”]
Master Qingxuan, caught up in the drinking, pulled Moyun and Tiepan together for a toast.
The ink-black clouds were only scratched the surface, their gentle warmth remaining unchanged.
Tiepan picked up the bowl with a simple, honest expression and drank it all in one gulp, letting out a loud burp before continuing to eat his meat.
Ling Shuang only picked up the bowl and took a small, symbolic sip before putting it down. Xie Chen elegantly sipped his wine, fanning himself with a jade-bone fan, but his gaze kept drifting towards Fang Li. Ji Qianqiu, on the other hand, was the most unrestrained; he picked up the wine jar and gulped it down, then grabbed a piece of roasted meat and tore into it.
Shen Yunzhou remained silent, only quietly picking up a few plump spiritual fruits and gently pushing them to Fang Li's side.
After several rounds of drinks, Master Qingxuan was already quite drunk, and his voice was much louder. Ling Shuang, who couldn't bear to watch any longer, and Tie Pan, who had eaten and drunk his fill, carefully helped him up and sent him back to the main peak to rest.
The campfire gradually died down, and the flickering flames illuminated the remaining four people: Fang Li, Shen Yunzhou, Xie Chen, Ji Qianqiu, and the ever-gentle Mo Yun.
Fang Li staggered as she tried to stand up and go back to her room to rest, but her legs gave way, she lost her balance, and fell straight to the side!
As luck would have it, Shen Yunzhou was sitting right next to me!
Thump!
She threw herself into Shen Yunzhou's arms!
Shen Yunzhou's body instantly stiffened like millennia-old cold iron! A warm, soft body, carrying the cool scent of wine and the faint fragrance unique to young girls, collided with him.
Her soft body pressed against him, her warm breath, tinged with the scent of alcohol, sprayed onto his sensitive neck.
Fang Li seemed to find the "ice block" of embrace exceptionally cool and comfortable. Instead of struggling, she stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Shen Yunzhou's neck, nuzzling her head contentedly against his neck and mumbling indistinctly, "Mmm...cool...so comfortable...hug me..."
Shen Yunzhou's ears turned bright red at a visible speed, his heart pounded like a thunderclap on a battlefield, and he could hardly breathe.
His arms instinctively wanted to push away this sudden "attack," but he was afraid she would fall to the ground, so he could only loosely wrap his arms around her waist. He was like an ice sculpture that had been petrified, and dared not move.
For the first time, a clear look of helplessness and an indescribable panic appeared on his usually cold face. The warm, soft touch on his neck made his mind go blank.
"Junior Sister is drunk. Senior Brother Shen isn't good at taking care of people, so let me take her back to her room." Xie Chen's voice rang out at the right time, still gentle, but with a hint of tension.
He snapped his jade fan shut, stepped forward, and reached out to help Fang Li up from Shen Yunzhou's arms.
"Let her go! You idiot! Who are you taking advantage of?!" Ji Qianqiu instantly lost his temper, took a step in front of Shen Yunzhou, his eyes wide with anger, and his roar made the sparks of the campfire jump.
He reached out with his large, fan-like hand to pull Fang Li's arm away from Shen Yunzhou's neck.
Seeing the tense situation before him, Mo Yun helplessly rubbed his temples and gently advised, "Senior brothers, junior sister is indeed drunk. It's best to let her rest quietly and not disturb her..."
Shen Yunzhou ignored Xie Chen's outstretched hand and Ji Qianqiu's furious roar that was right in front of him.
The person in his arms, clinging to him, and the warm, intoxicated breath on his neck, stirred the deepest, coldest pool in his heart like a spark thrown into an icy lake.
He took a deep breath, tightened his arms around Fang Li's waist, and lifted her up in his arms!
Fang Li seemed to find this mobile "ice pack" even more comfortable. She tightened her arms around his neck, unconsciously rubbed her face against his slightly cool neck, and let out a sigh like a cat: "Hmm...cool..." Then her head tilted to the side, and she fell into a deep sleep, her breathing becoming long and even.
Xie Chen's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, his fingertips only an inch away from Fang Li's sleeve.
He watched as Shen Yunzhou, carrying Fang Li, turned and walked away towards Bizhu Garden without looking back. The gentle smile on his face vanished completely, and his eyes became like sharp blades tempered with ice, cold and piercing. The knuckles of his fingers, gripping the jade fan, turned white from the force.
"Shen Yunzhou! Stop right there!" Ji Qianqiu was so angry that the veins on his forehead bulged. He roared and was about to chase after him, but Mo Yun, who was standing to the side, caught him by the waist with quick reflexes!
"Senior Brother Ji! Calm down! Junior Sister is already asleep! Don't wake her!" Mo Yun's voice was unusually stern.
Shen Yunzhou carried Fang Li into the room and gently placed her on the soft bed.
He tried to pull away, but found that Fang Li's arms were still wrapped tightly around his neck, like a koala that had found the most comfortable place to stay, refusing to let go even in its sleep.
He tried to gently pry her fingers open, and she immediately frowned in dissatisfaction, muttered something, and hugged him even tighter, burying her face deeper into his neck, her warm breath brushing against his skin.
Shen Yunzhou's body stiffened again, remaining in a half-hugging position, caught in a dilemma.
He could clearly feel the soft curves of the girl's body in his arms, and the faint scent of wine and her unique sweet fragrance lingered around his nose.
Moonlight streamed through the window lattice, like frost and water, softly bathing the two of them and outlining a tranquil yet strange silhouette.
He simply remained stiffly in that tightly embraced position, letting her hold him, listening to her even and long breaths, and feeling the warmth from her neck.
Outside the window, Xie Chen's cold snort, suppressing his anger, could be faintly heard, along with Ji Qianqiu's unwilling growls and curses after being held back by Mo Yun.
The moonlight was like water, the window curtains swayed gently, illuminating the stiff figure and peaceful sleeping face by the bed, as well as the lingering blush.
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