As soon as he finished speaking the order, Su Qingdai said nothing again, raised her head swayingly, drank the whole drink, wiped her mouth, and poured the wine again.

This stunning fairy who seemed to like black looked up for the third time. On her slender neck, the smooth Adam's apple rolled slightly.

Listening to someone's words, I drank all the wine again.

After she groaned, her heavy-looking breasts, which were covered by the black skirt, rose and fell, and she took a deep breath.

"call……"

The charming wine blush on Su Qingdai's face became even redder, and her beautiful eyes that were originally clear and lacquer-like were stained into drunken eyes with a slightly hazy color. She bit her red petals lightly with a few silver teeth, staring at Zhao Rong intently, and moved her jade hands.

turn.

I tipped the wine glass in front of him, and there was not a drop of wine left.

For monks, it is difficult to get drunk with alcohol, even if it is fairy wine, but they can artificially restrain their spiritual energy and drink with normal body.

Obviously, the current Su Qingdai belongs to the latter group. She restrained her cultivation and drank three times as much. Her affection could not be called dishonest.

Everyone looked sideways.

Zhao Rong showed admiration and explained softly: "Actually, you don't need to apologize to me. It doesn't matter whether you drink the first glass of wine or not. You just need to apologize to Xiao Qian'er and Uncle Xiao Bai. The next two glasses of wine are for them.

."

Su Qingdai sat on Zhao Rong's lap, bit her lip and nodded.

She reached out slightly drunkenly, filled the empty wine glass with the fourth glass of wine tonight, and brought it to his lips, ready to feed him.

At this time, the fairy in black dress in Zhao Rong's arms seemed to have softened her arrogant and cold face, and her cold voice also carried a hint of drunkenness as she whispered:

"Then, sir... please have some wine."

Zhao Rong smiled without moving and still didn't answer.

He felt that the meaning of this glass of wine was, to a certain extent, the same as that of the dish he had just tucked into his sleeve. After drinking it, he would be dependent on 'him'.

Su Qingdai stared at him unblinkingly with her drunken eyes, without any urging.

In fact, she has been observing Zhao Rong from just now until now. She seems to be very curious about him and wants to know him thoroughly and explore the man in front of her.

If a woman shows such inquisitive and curious eyes to a man, and is so proactive, what does it mean? Most of the men on the scene are romantic people, and they know very well. Therefore, some men who have admired Su Qingdai for a long time have in their hearts

I was lamenting endlessly. I didn’t expect that even Su Xianzi, who was as high as a goddess in the clouds, would fall. Who is this weird young Confucian scholar...

While the other guests were intimidated by a little girl's flying sword and did not dare to question, Mr. Shenxu showed his tenacious and unyielding spirit of resistance and his will to fight against the "black and evil" forces, and he rose from the ground again.

He got up and shouted hysterically:

"Impossible, impossible, I don't accept it! You all damned drank Ecstasy. I don't accept it, Senior Sister Su, what's so good about this guy? For you to be so fawning to please him!!"

This loud voice is not kidney-deficient at all.

Su Qingdai, who served Zhao Rong obediently, had a slightly cold face.

Zhao Rong blinked.

However, this time, Master Shenxu only acted like a real man for less than three seconds.

I saw that the maid in red, who had finally found another opportunity to make meritorious deeds, took a step forward, raised her palm skillfully, and dropped it.

"Pah——!" This time it was the face on the other side.

"Ouch!" Mr. Shenxu cried out in pain, covering his fat face that finally became symmetrical and fell down again.

The maid in red frowned. She had gained experience this time and stood next to this tenacious and unyielding fighter, guarding her vigilantly and not leaving to prevent him from probing his head.

Alas, is this the case? If you can't just talk and ask questions properly, why are you shouting so loudly... Zhao Rong sighed speechlessly in his heart.

The whole place became quiet again, and the atmosphere became a little awkward.

"actually."

Zhao Rong chuckled lightly and broke the silence again. He turned to look at Mr. Shenxu, whose face had become swollen into a pig's head, but his eyes were still unconvinced, and nodded gently:

"Although this person was a bit noisy, some of the things he said were quite reasonable."

Zhao Rong turned around, lowered his eyes, and glanced at the faint rouge lip prints on the edge of the wine glass Su Qingdai was holding. He smiled and said:

"That's right. Why?"

Under countless similarly puzzled glances, Su Qingdai, who was wearing a black dress and black hair on Zhao Rong's lap, suddenly smiled. This was the first time that Ziwei Pavilion fairy from Dali Mountain, who was famous for her iceberg beauty, smiled in front of people.

Everyone was just stunned, but they were shocked by the words she softly uttered afterward.

The woman in the black dress gently twitched her lips and spoke in a very serious voice:

"Because... you are my true destiny."

"…………"

Everyone:(°ー°〃)

Ever since, someone's face once again became the focus of everyone in the room.

Zhao Rong, who is the destined son of the cold fairy, blushed for the second time tonight.
Chapter completed!