Others appreciate fine wine, he drinks like a bull, or rather, like a dragon.
Knowing her own limits, Qin Xi followed closely behind the Song sisters, only taking small sips.
Wanqiji has a good capacity for alcohol, but every drink he drinks is a fine wine he has never tasted before, so he doesn't know which one to choose.
Song Siyao wasn't interested in wine. She strolled around with her sword in her arms, and when she saw what her older sister was drinking, she tried it too.
"This wine is sweet but not cloying; it should suit your taste."
Shen Zhuochuan handed her a pink wine cup, which Song Tingwan accepted with a smile, and took a small sip with her eyes lowered.
The woman's eyes lit up. "You really know my preferences."
At this point, only the cup in her hand impressed her with its amazing taste.
“If you have the heart, you will understand.” Shen Zhuochuan raised his glass to her.
Song Siyao squeezed between the two of them, took a cup, and tasted it as well.
“So my sister likes to drink this. I’ll go buy two jars.”
As she spoke, she grabbed her older sister's wrist and led her into the shop with the long table.
Shen Zhuochuan, who was behind him, was holding a translucent pink jade cup and shook his head with a smile.
.
Just as Song Tingwan said before.
As night fell, Shen Zhuochuan supported his nephew, while Song Siyao supported Qin Xi.
The two drunkards were so unsteady on their feet that they could barely walk.
Song Tingwan and Aji lagged behind, and she had to tug at them every now and then.
Wanqiji had a good alcohol tolerance; he was simply forced to drink by Baili Xijiang's reckless drinking.
Although he can walk on his own, he probably can't see the steps very clearly.
After all, this is the summit of Yunque, and even the sweet wine that Song Tingwan drank had a strong aftereffect.
Song Tingwan's eyes and brows were slightly red, and she walked slowly.
"Waaaah, that wine is so delicious, I want more, waaaah—" Qin Xi was dizzy and still wanted to find more wine.
Song Siyao pulled her hand back. "There's no more wine."
That cold, hard voice—it's definitely the younger sister.
Qin Xi chuckled, "Little sister, was it Little Sister Yao who helped me? Hmm, you smell so good..."
With a dark expression, Song Siyao escorted the person back to their room.
Baili Xijiang kept rambling on and on, but Shen Zhuochuan shoved him back onto the bed.
"We shouldn't let him touch this wine again."
Shen Zhuochuan walked out with a look of disdain and sighed at her.
Song Tingwan stood there rubbing her temples, and chuckled when she heard this: "Isn't it you who's here?"
It's okay to let children be willful for a while.
The two were laughing in the courtyard when suddenly there was a commotion behind them. Wan Qiji cried out and, after being pushed aside by Baili Xijiang, lost his balance and slowly fell to the ground.
Baili Xijiang turned around, let out a sigh, and drunkenly sat down on the steps next to him.
"drink!"
Who knows when he bought the wine?
At this shout, Qin Xi, who had just been pulled into bed by Song Siyao, ran out with the blanket still draped over her head. The girl who chased after her glared angrily at Baili Xijiang.
I wanted to kick him.
It finally settled down quietly.
The two drunkards grabbed Wan Qiji and started drinking again.
Song Tingwan and Shen Zhuochuan looked on helplessly, "What should we do? Go and try to persuade them."
Shen Zhuochuan smiled and looked at her, "Look at these two, it's no use either of them going."
Three relatively sober people stayed by his side until they had drunk their fill and were completely drunk, then they struggled to carry him back to his room.
Even Song Siyao was embraced by Qin Xi and made to drink a lot of alcohol.
The girl's face was slightly flushed, and she clung tightly to her older sister, looking bewildered.
Song Tingwan helped her back to bed and coaxed her to close her eyes, "Ayao, be good, you're drunk."
"No, Baili and Qin Xi were just drunk."
"I don't."
Song Siyao stubbornly refuted her.
She chuckled and touched her flushed face, whispering indulgently, "Alright, our Ayao has a high alcohol tolerance, she's not drunk at all."
"Sister."
"I'm here."
"Sister—"
"Hmm, why are you calling me 'elder sister'?"
This was actually the first time Song Siyao had ever gotten drunk, and she was rather adorable and endearing.
She kept nagging, her face stern like an old woman.
After coaxing her for a while, she gradually quieted down.
As she gently closed the door and came out, she saw a man standing like jade three steps below the steps.
"Would you like to go see the Star River Fairy Lake?" He was dressed in white and reached out his hand to her.
Song Tingwan smiled gently, took his hand, and lifted her skirt to descend the steps.
"OK."
"Then I'm sorry to offend you."
Under her smiling gaze, Shen Zhuochuan reached out and put his arm around her waist.
They rose into the air, their robes and skirts fluttering in the wind.
She instinctively grabbed his collar, and only after realizing what he was doing did Song Tingwan breathe a sigh of relief and look at him helplessly.
Is it far?
The wind blew in her face, causing her to tilt her head and her hair to become disheveled.
He reached out to protect himself, and in an instant, he shrank the distance by thousands of miles, arriving at a vast starry sky.
The lake is serene and shrouded in mist.
Shen Zhuochuan glanced around and then waved his hand, placing a swing on the lakeside.
Song Tingwan tidied her hair, glanced at him with a smile, and then sat down.
"How did you discover this area?"
Looking up, the scenery is vast and the heart is at peace.
Occasionally, a shooting star streaks across the sky, and the stars vie for brilliance.
It truly lives up to its reputation as a beautiful place.
Shen Zhuochuan walked to her side and gently pushed the swing. "The Daoist couples at the top of the Cloud Palace love to come here."
"What about today?"
"I kicked them out beforehand."
The woman suppressed a laugh, "You're quite domineering."
After saying that, she patted the empty swing beside her and turned to smile at him.
Shen Zhuochuan smiled and sat down beside her.
“They’re all drunk, how can I not join in?” Song Tingwan said, taking out five jars of wine that her sister had bought from her spatial storage.
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