Chapter 2395: Drunk Universe (1)
Without giving Qiao Chu and the others any chance to speak, Su Ya said directly: "Since we're all free, let me have a drink with my mother!"
"Ah?" Qiao Chu and the others were a little dumbfounded.
"Why? Don't want to?" Su Ya raised her eyebrows, Qiao Chu and the others immediately trembled like quails, and dared not say a word.
On the contrary, Jun Wuxie was a little surprised by Su Ya's performance. Since her return, Su Ya seemed to have never had much contact with her. She thought that Su Ya would not be able to forget what happened five years ago. The meeting would only make Su Ya think of Yan Bugui died.
"And you, come here together!" Su Ya sensed Jun Wuxie's gaze, and hooked her fingers at Jun Wuxie handsomely.
Jun Wuxie was a little dumbfounded, and in a trance, she went back to more than five years ago, back to Yunjian College, and back to the small Yuhun branch.
At that time, Su Ya was so casual and domineering.
"I obey." Jun Wuxie got up and responded obediently.
Su Ya's character is crisp and neat. When they said they wanted to drink, they naturally wanted to drink happily. They didn't leave Prince Lin's mansion, they borrowed Prince Lin's back hall directly, and ordered someone to move the altar that Jun Qing had treasured for many years. In the past, Junqing really felt distressed for a while.
Hundreds of jugs of fine wine filled the room, and Qiao Chu and the others who watched the battle were dumbfounded.
Su Ya is going to drink them to death!
"A group of old men, don't be silly like a woman, give me a drink!" Su Ya picked up a jar of fine wine, opened the cap and poured it into her mouth directly.
Qiao Chu and the others look at me and I look at you, with a look of bitterness, but they have no choice but to obey.
At this moment, Qiao Chu has suffered countless tricks from Feiyan and the others, if he hadn't been too busy to ask Jun Wuxie what kind of tricks he had hidden, they wouldn't have been caught by Su Ya!
Qiao Chu felt that she was in the wrong, so she could only pick up the wine jar mournfully, and risked her life to accompany her master.
Jun Wuxie is the calmest. As early as in Yunjian College, she was ordered by Su Ya to soak in the wine pool. Even though she doesn't have a good capacity for alcohol, she has already practiced a thousand cups without getting drunk. ability.
"You guys, drink together too!" Su Ya suffocated a jar of wine in one breath, the smell of alcohol was on her face, her cheeks were flushed, she threw the wine jar in her hand, and pointed at Ye Sha who came with Jun Wuxie Wait humanely.
Ye Sha and the others were suddenly covered in cold sweat,
But seeing Jun Wuxie nodded secretly, he could only resign himself to his fate and picked up a jar to drink.
Jun Qing, who was passing by the back hall, was still distressed that the fine wine she had hidden for so many years would suffer. When she saw that Su Ya was going to drink when she saw someone, she was so shocked that she didn't even have time to slip away.
One jar after another of fine wine was opened, and the few people who were still a bit cramped at first seemed to be drunk under the catalysis of alcohol. There was no need for Su Ya to open her mouth, so she hugged her and drank it. After a while, the wine jar was empty In the middle of the night, the night was approaching. On the ground in the back hall of Prince Lin's Mansion, there was already a "fake corpse" that had been drunk, and there were not many bottles of fine wine left.
Among the few people, the only two who are still a little sober are Jun Wuxie and Su Ya. The two masters and apprentices are already amazing, but now they are stained with alcohol and their faces are flushed. They are even more beautiful. Keep your eyes open.
Su Ya threw away the empty wine jar, hiccupped, looked at Jun Wuxie who was sitting across from her with a flushed face and pretended to be calm, and said, "Give me your Qiankun bag."
Jun Wuxie drank a lot, her fingertips trembled slightly, but she still untied the Qiankun bag and handed it to Su Ya.
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【No Responsibility Small Theater】
Sir: When will you let me out?
A Bei: Don't worry! Just these few days!
Lord Ferguson: If you don't let it go, don't count on the monthly pass.
A certain Bei: Yes, yes, I will call tomorrow, and you will be released in two days. (I'm not in such a hurry to make a joke, I'm serious, hahahaha!!)
Sir: What are you muttering about?
A North: No! I didn't mutter anything!