"Because of this, you changed your mind?" She opened her hazy watery eyes and stared blankly at his elegant and handsome face, which was three points more beautiful than Nuanyu.
"Yes, just because of this... I think this woman is really smart. She knows exactly what I want. I can give a businessman supreme power, but I need this businessman to be completely in my hands. , just to keep the glory I gave you in Tianche’s kingdom. Zi’er, you are extremely smart, not only do you know how to do business and make money, you also understand the power of emperors.”
Mo Zhilan simply raised the glass and drank it all in one gulp. He shook the empty wine glass at her and raised his thin lips slightly, "Sometimes I even doubt, Zi'er, you are really the one from the Feng family back then." Silly lady?"
"Eh..." She looked stupidly at that handsome face and blinked her eyes, "If I say I'm not, would you believe it?"
Mo Zhilan looked at her with unfathomable eyes, and the thin smile hidden in his eyes deepened as he became more and more intoxicated.
"I believe it. As long as you say it, I believe it."
As if she heard some joke, Feng Xizi chuckled, and the silvery bell-like sound followed her as she stood up unsteadily, almost falling.
"Be careful!" Mo Zhilan grabbed her back onto his lap and held her slender waist firmly.
"Mo Zhilan...I...if I want you to die, will you die?" Feng Xizi's small hands rudely rubbed the handsome and fox-like face in front of him while squinting his watery eyes.
"Yes, I can hand over my life to you immediately."
"Then... if I make you drunk, can you get drunk?" His inner strength is so deep that trying to get him drunk is even harder than reaching the sky.
"Of course, as long as it's your request, I will definitely get drunk." Mo Zhilan nodded her pretty nose and smiled fondly.
"Is it... that you will do whatever I ask for?" She shook her drunken little head and poked his fair cheek in a daze.
"Zi'er, you're drunk." Mo Zhilan slowly pulled down her little hands, put them on her lips and kissed them.
"That's weird... I want to get you drunk -" She fumbled around, touched the wine glass, and bumped it against Mo Zhilan's mouth.
Mo Zhilan had a good temper and drank the wine she poured out. Under her firm eyes, he poured a few more glasses in a good-natured manner and drank it without blinking.
One cup, two cups.
One pot, two pots.
When Feng Xizi was sure that he was right, and when a drunken blush began to appear on his always elegant and white handsome face, he mercifully let him go.
Well, if Mo Zhilan doesn't want to get drunk, no one can get him drunk.
However, as long as it was what she asked for, Mo Zhilan... would definitely satisfy it.
Even if he was asked to let go of all his inner strength and indulge himself in drunkenness between cups, Mo Zhilan would do it.
He...spoiled her--
"Now, I'm drunk, is Zi'er satisfied?" He said very clearly, but his slender black eyes were dark and chaotic, indicating that he was indeed drunk.
"Well - full, satisfied..." She leaned on his shoulder blades, giggled, and whispered in his ear: "Zhilan, Zhilan, Zhilan... Do you know why I want to Are you drunk?"
"I don't know." He replied calmly, with no trace of waves in his eyes, and his eyes that were always flowing with Qinghua were still.
"Giggles - you are really drunk - I tell you, I tell you quietly..." Crawling and crawling, her little mouth came to his ear, and she kept breathing, "Actually... hehe... I , I’m leaving... I’m afraid you’ll stop me, so I’m going to get you drunk... Zhilan, Zhilan, please don’t blame me..."