Chapter 62 Immortal Drunk Really Lives Up to Its Name
Chapter 62 Immortal Drunk is truly well-deserved
The two of them went up to the fourth floor, and Zhan Chi ordered a table of signature dishes.
Ye Qianning hasn't spoken since entering the restaurant. She feels that Sang Zhi looks like a person.
It's not this era, but a person in the memory of her previous life. When she was very young, she had a brain injury due to supernatural powers and some scenes she couldn't remember clearly.
The way Sang Zhi raised his head just now made him overlap with a certain scene. I don't know if it was her illusion or something she had forgotten in her previous life.
Zhan Chi noticed Ye Qianning's silence and thought it was because she missed her mother. Thinking of what she just said, he couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken.
"Don't worry. If anyone bullies you in the future, just tell me and I will help you deal with him."
Ye Qianning calmed down and said calmly: "If anyone bullies me, I will beat him until he regrets coming to this world."
Hearing this, Zhan Chi showed admiration: "Yes, your temperament is a bit like mine."
"Yeah, I can't look like anyone else like you. You're not my father." Ye Qianning snorted, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Zhan Chi was choked and felt uncomfortable. Speaking of which, the baby didn't shed blood to identify himself, so there was a lot of possibility that the fat baby was related to him.
Ye Qianning feels that Xianren Zui is indeed the best restaurant in Kyoto, and its food is not inferior to the top chefs in the country.
"Waiter, let's get the immortal drunk."
I just don’t know how the wine is.
"Okay, let the immortal in the emperor's private room get drunk." The boy outside the door shouted.
"You want to drink?" Zhan Chi was shocked.
"Have a taste."
"No, the Immortal is too drunk. Children cannot touch him." Even if Zhan Chi was in trouble, he would not watch children drink. Of course, boys would be different.
Ye Qianning continued to eat the food.
Zhan Chi didn't like children to begin with, but now that he was getting along with Ye Qianning, it wasn't that he didn't like it now, but he didn't understand!
Are all children so unreasonable?
"The immortal is drunk." The waiter knocked on the door and entered the house.
Ye Qianning's eyes lit up.
Zhan Chi held the immortal drunk in his arms: "You can't drink."
"Just smell it." Ye Qianning frowned.
"no."
"Don't come to me for dinner in the future." What's a treat if there's no wine?
"Then... just smell it?"
"Yes." Ye Qianning nodded.
Zhan Chi opened the immortal wine and poured it into the cup. He was afraid that Ye Qianning would drink it, so he held the cup and brought it to the tip of her nose.
Ye Qianning was drinking wine. The smell of immortal drunkenness reached the tip of her nose, and the aroma of wine overflowed. Once she smelled it, she knew that this wine must be sweet and spicy in the mouth and full of aftertaste.
"bump"
The people in the room were kicked out, and then Xiang Minghou barged in furiously.
When he saw it, his eyes popped out, and he saw Zhan Chi holding the wine glass and filling his daughter's wine——!
Zhan Chi was stunned while holding the wine glass. He turned to look at the angry man. He said he just wanted the fat girl to smell it. Would he believe it?
"Zhan Chi, I will peel off your skin!" Xiang Minghou roared angrily and moved up to him.
Zhan Chi jumped away and avoided the attack, feeling guilty.
"Xiang Minghou, calm down, calm down, it's not what you see."
"Calm down, you dare to drink wine from my daughter, I'll see if I don't beat you to death." Xiang Minghou became angry and wanted to attack harshly.
Zhan Chi couldn't defeat Xiang Minghou, so he had to hide in all directions: "I told you, it's not what you saw, little fat man, please say something -"
Ye Qianning took the opportunity to drink a small sip of wine. It was a satisfying experience. The immortal drunk was truly well-deserved.
"..."
Zhan Chi was speechless and rushed out of the window, chasing after Minghou. The two of them fought from the private room to the street.
