Zuan was startled and quickly handed her a handkerchief: "Are you alright?"
Tu Shanyu wiped the wine stains from the corner of her mouth and gave him a somewhat resentful look: "Young Master, I've never been so out of control since I can remember."
Zuan smiled awkwardly: "I was presumptuous. I'll punish myself with three drinks."
After saying that, he poured himself three glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
Tu Shanyu's worry turned to joy: "Young master, slow down, don't get really drunk, I still want to hear your story."
Then, she listened intently, her eyes sparkling, as he recounted the details of the battle. She exclaimed in amazement at the exciting parts and occasionally asked questions that had been bothering her.
Of course, she always refilled Zuan's cup at the most opportune moment to liven things up, and the atmosphere in the room became more and more harmonious.
Adding fragrance to your life, a stunningly beautiful woman looks at you with adoring eyes, her soft voice full of praise. Even if Zu An is on guard, he can't help but feel a little smug.
At first, they talked about that great battle, but later they started talking about all sorts of things.
The two sat closer and closer, and before they knew it, Tu Shanyu was already half-leaning against Zu An, her eyes glazed with drunkenness.
From his angle, one could see that stunning white hue through his collar.
Tu Shanyu tilted her head slightly, a mysterious smile appearing on her lips, her beautiful eyes becoming exceptionally deep: "Brother Zu, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Zuan felt a fire burning in his lower abdomen, which suddenly erupted. He felt his blood boiling, and now he had only one thought: to completely overpower the woman in his arms...
Suddenly, a clear wave emanated from the depths of his soul, and a pair of beautiful eyes opened in his mind—the eyes of Daji.
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