Chu Qianli looked at the man walking to the door and was stunned: "Wuya?"
Look at what he is holding in his hand, a jar of wine?
Chu Qianli's face suddenly darkened, and he said displeasedly: "How can you drink when your body is not fully recovered? You still drink like this!"
She quickly snatched the wine jar away, returned to the room, and put it aside casually.
Feng Wuya stood by the door and did not go in.
Although he smelled of alcohol, he still remembered that he could not enter the girl's boudoir at will.
However, it seems that he has already visited a certain girl's bedroom tonight? And he entered uninvited?
Feng Wuya shook his head, his consciousness seemed to be a little unclear.
Therefore, he refused to think too much.
"Ah Li, come out, today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, I will drink with you."
"Are you going to accompany me or do you want me to accompany you?" Chu Qianli frowned even more tightly: "Forget it, come in, just pretend that I'm not a woman."
"How could..."
"Mom, what? Aren't we brothers?" Chu Qianli turned her wrist, and there were two more bottles of drinks on the table.
"Come in, I'll drink with you."
"What is this?" Feng Wuya was immediately attracted by the two bottles of brightly colored drinks on the table.
He stepped in with one long step and forgot where he was stepping.
Well, just think of her as a brother.
He picked up the bottle.
"Strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a kind of wine, but the alcohol content is very low."
Cocktails are also a type of alcohol, but to Chu Qianli, they are more like drinks.
She picked it up with her long finger, easily opened the bottle cap, and handed a bottle to Feng Wuya: "Come and have a taste."
Feng Wuya took it and felt very happy drinking at this moment. He downed half the bottle in one breath.
But when I stopped, I was a little dissatisfied: "...it's too sweet."
"dislike?"
Feng Wuya said nothing, walked over, and picked up the jar of wine that he had put down: "Ah Li, let's go outside to drink."
"Do you know how to avoid suspicion?" Chu Qianli discovered that Feng Wuya was indeed a little different when he came back this time.
She smiled and followed out: "Are you afraid that your Fourth Emperor brother will be angry, or are you afraid that the girl you like will misunderstand you?"
"I don't have a girl I like." Feng Wuya immediately retorted.
Chu Qianli smiled and followed him into the pavilion.
"If you refute too quickly, there must be something fishy? Could it be that you really like Long Xinghe?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I like her...a girl with her kind of temperament?"
Feng Wuya's face turned red and he was obviously unhappy. He sat on the stone bench and continued drinking from the wine jar.
"When you drink like this, you look like you're drunk. I didn't know, but I thought Long Xinghe didn't want you anymore... Okay, okay, if I stop joking, why are you glaring at me?"
He's actually really angry. Is this guy so angry lately?
Have you never been angry before?
"I'll get you a cup." She turned her wrist and immediately produced a large cup and poured him a full cup.
I thought he would drink it slowly, but who knew, this guy actually drank the whole glass in one go.
Isn't this drinking to relieve sorrow?
"Could it be that... you really like her?"
"Won't!"
Chu Qianli stopped asking.
In fact, Feng Wuya's feelings for Long Xinghe may be a bit complicated.
It may not be as pure as she imagined. After all, there are too many sacrifices of Long Xinghe for Wuya.
Therefore, whether you are grateful, guilty and feel indebted, or you really like it, this kind of thing still needs time to resolve.
Even Feng Wuya himself may not understand.
But there is one thing she should be sure of: "So now you know how you feel about me, right?"
