After a few glasses of wine, Murong Qingshuang looked at Luo Yi and said, "Luo Yi, why don't you have fun today?"
Luo Yi looked at her, reluctantly smiled and said: "This... miss, Luo Yi really doesn't know how to drink."
Murong Qingshuang poured her a glass herself, "I know. But since someone is treating you today, don't be polite."
Nangong Pei couldn't laugh or cry, "This is also the reason..."
"Isn't it possible? When someone treats me, I don't want to lose anything." Murong Qingshuang tapped the table, "Luo Yi, it's done." [
Luo Yi held up the wine glass with trembling hands, "Miss, Luo Yi will get drunk."
"What are you afraid of!" She glanced at Nangong Pei, "Are you afraid that Mr. Nangong will take advantage of you while you are drunk?"
Nangong Pei said dissatisfied: "You can't talk like this, everyone thinks of me as someone else."
Luo Yi lowered her head, "Miss, I didn't think so."
Murong Qingshuang smiled lightly, "So what are you afraid of? Just drink it! Don't spoil my fun!"
"Then...okay." Luo Yi frowned and held the wine glass in distress.
Murong Qingshuang raised his glass and said: "If you are proud of life, you must have all the fun. Don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon. No matter what happens in the future, it is fate to drink together here today, isn't it, Nangong's 'Second' Young Master?"
Nangong Pei laughed loudly: "Yes! It's a good saying that if you are proud of life, you must have all the joy, and don't let the golden bottle stand empty against the moon."
After the three of them toasted, Luo Yi was already a little drunk and said in a daze: "Miss, when will you learn to read poetry..."
After a few more glasses of wine, Luo Yi collapsed and fell asleep on the table.
Murong Qingshuang looked at her and then turned on her speed.
Nangong Pei looked at Luo Yi and said with a clear smile on his face: "Get your maid drunk?"
"She is very wordy." Murong Qingshuang said lightly, her face already blushing a little, "Drinking with a strange man is not a glorious thing here, right?"
"But you don't look like someone who would mind these little details?" Nangong Pei said, "I can never be wrong about how I look at people."
Murong Qingshuang smiled lightly, "Of course I won't mind, but others will mind and will keep talking in your ears."
Nangong Pei smiled and said: "It seems like your maid is drunk."
