The article was finished, but Lan Suiping insisted on copying it again.

Lan Xin said that this was already good, but Lan Suiping said that because he wrote quickly, his handwriting was a bit sloppy.

Lan Xin had no choice but to let her copy it neatly, walked to the side, closed the window, and planned to rest.

As a result, when I walked to the bed, I found a pot of wine there. I reached out and touched it, but it was still warm.

She looked carefully and found that there was another mechanism under the wine pot, which seemed to be a heating device, so that the wine pot was always warm.

After looking at Lan Suiping in a blink of an eye, she was still writing seriously, so she opened the wine pot.

After smelling it, a pungent smell of blood came. When I looked into the wine pot, I found that the color was blood red.

If you smell it carefully, there is a unique mellow fragrance of wine, which is so intoxicating. There is also a small note next to it, with a few black ants-sized characters.

Lan Xin poured a small glass into the wine glass and took a sip. Wow, it was so moisturized!

It seems to be tasteless, and it is not as delicious as the flower wine you brewed by yourself!

Lan Xin curled her lips, took the wine pot, sat on the desk, and waved to Lan Suiping: "Suiping, are you drinking it? This wine is still warm."

Lan Xin said and drank another drink. It didn't taste much anyway, so she just pretended to be cool and moisturized by the throat!

Lan Suiping looked into the wine pot, shook his head and said, "No, Sister Jiu, I'd better drink tea."

Lan Xin didn't force it, and not all children were drinking like her since childhood.

Lan Suiping probably doesn’t know how to drink?

Lan Xin was drinking while watching Lan Suiping write. Since she couldn't read the text yet, she just observed Lan Suiping's writing.

With a focused look, sitting upright, and writing steadily, it is obvious that he has obtained good education since childhood.

I don’t know if it was because of her thirst. Although Lan Xin was drinking wine without much smell, she kept drinking one cup after another.

I feel that this wine is a bit like Sprite Coke in my previous life. The more I drink it, the dryer it becomes, the more I want to drink it.

After finally finishing writing, Lan Suiping blew the ink and carefully checked whether there were any typos or something.

After she packed up the paper, folded it up and put it in the envelope, filled in the address, Lan Xin had already drunk all the wine.

"Suiping, where is the address you just wrote?" Lan Xin shook the wine pot, feeling her tongue a little hard and her speech was not smooth.

"It's the Imperial Capital Academy of Literature, Sister Jiu, your article is so wonderful." Lan Suiping packed up his pen, ink, paper and ink, and praised.

"Sure? I think the article I wrote is still a bit too superficial." Although Lan Xin felt a little weak all over, her mind was still very clear.

"Sister Jiu, I think your article is very profound. Not only some children are reading it, but some adults also like it!" Although Lan Suiping looked a little tired, his eyes were still full of energy.

"Oh, Suiping, you can sleep here tonight, it's too late!" Lan Xin stood up, but was a little dizzy.

"Sister Jiu, I'm not here anymore. Xiaobai looks very scary, I'm a little scared." Lan Suiping carefully glanced at Xiaobai who was already sleeping soundly, and said with lingering fear.

Lan Xin also glanced at Xiaobai and saw that it was sleeping soundly and was drooling. She only felt that the guy was stupid and stupid, and couldn't figure out what was scary about it!

But since Lan Suiping said that, she had no choice but to say, "Then I'll send you back!"

Lan Xin stood for a while and felt a qi and blood flowing backwards. Not only did he feel dizzy, but his face was a little hot.

"Sister Jiu, you don't have to send it off. You were injured yesterday and participated in the challenge again today. Let's have a good rest now. My guard is outside, so don't worry about me!"

Seeing Lan Xin's eyes blurred, Lan Suiping quickly took the wine pot from her hand and placed it on the table.

"Sister Jiu, have you finished drinking a pot of dragon blood wine?" Lan Suiping shook the pot and his face changed drastically.

Lan Xin also shook her head and forced herself to wake up: "Yes, I've finished drinking it! Uh, what? Dragon Blood Wine? Is this Dragon Blood Wine?"

Lan Xin picked up the empty wine pot and lifted it up, a little unbelievable.

"Yes, this is Dragon Blood Wine. Today I saw my father asking General Manager Wei to heat up this pot of Dragon Blood Wine and put it in your room. I remember my father said that you can only drink one small cup of this wine at a time. Sister Jiu, do you think it's okay?" Lan Suiping asked anxiously.

Lan Xin thought for a while, it seemed that there was a small note in the wine pot just now, which should be a reminder to remind her that she could only drink a small cup, right?

But my father must not know that she can't read anymore, right?

Lan Xin slapped her head in annoyance, screamed, and then said, "I think it's okay, then Suiping, you take the guards back, I'll go to bed first."

"Then you go to bed first, I'll leave." Lan Suiping saw that Lan Xin was a little drunk, but his reason was still there, so he got up and left with the letter.

Lan Xin also struggled to walk to the door. Seeing her stepping into the darkness with her guards, she shook her stomach full of water and wine and came to the bed in a daze.

She felt a little hot all over, so she took off her clothes randomly, fell on the bed, and no longer had the strength.

Although she was very sleepy, she still felt a little uncomfortable in her stomach and was very restless and restless.

After rolling in the bed for a long time, she still couldn't fall asleep. Lan Xin was lying there, feeling uncomfortable all over.

As I rolled, I was too lazy to open my eyes and didn't know where I was.

Suddenly she got up, pulled Xiaobai over, pulled it on the bed, and continued to sleep.

In a daze, she seemed to be holding a golden magic pen in her hand and was drawing on clean and white paper.

She painted a little snake and painted it with gold, and then she admired her works proudly.

Suddenly I smelled the scent of wine, and sure enough, there was a pot of wine emitting the scent of wine on the table.

She took the scent to drink it, looked around, but found that there were many people lying there painting on the ground.

She curiously approached the side and saw that everyone was drawing snakes! Some had just painted a snake head, some were still drawing patterns on the snake's body, and some were drawing snake's eyes and tongue...

A strange thought suddenly appeared in Lan Xin's mind: Only the person who drew the snake first was qualified to drink that pot of wine.

Lan Xin looked at the snake he drew and felt happy. Sure enough, I am a genius.

Lan Xin smiled proudly. She felt even more proud when she saw the blurry figures still clumsyly drawing snakes.

She smiled contemptuously: "Hmph, even if I ask you one time today, you are not as fast as me!"

So Lan Xin took the golden magic pen and began to think about it. Why don’t she draw a few feet for the snake?
Chapter completed!