Chapter 8: You don’t know how to be polite drunk ()

Yixiang Pavilion, lobby.

"Where is Miss Water, why haven't you come out yet?!"

"That's it! Boss Li, what's going on? Didn't it mean that Miss Shui came out right away? It's been a cup of tea..."

"Miss Water is not in good health?"

Listening to several noisy sounds outside the wing room, Ling Qingyan put down the fragrant tea in his hand and frowned.

Whether in the previous life or this life, he is not a person who likes to be confused about the environment.

In his previous life, even though there were many bars in his industry, he had never been involved in it before, just because he didn't like the extremely noisy atmosphere in the bar hall.

Before meeting his boss "Tieshan", his years of lonely life had already made him accustomed to quietness and seclusion.

"What's the best tea? Or wine is better!"

Not far from Ling Qingyan's left hand, the drunk man grabbed the fat chicken legs in one hand and the wine jar in the other, and turned around carelessly.

Seeing this, Ling Qingyan smiled helplessly.

This drunk man is really familiar with him. He didn't know him before, but he thought he had brought him into Yixiang Pavilion, but he really thought he was his friend and was not polite to him for food and drink.

As soon as I entered this room, I ordered six jars of wine and two roasted chickens. However, Ling Qingyan did not feel disgusted at all, but felt very friendly.

Drinking a big gulp and eating meat in large pieces, how proud! How refreshing!

In the last life, when I got together with my brothers, which time wasn't like this?

This is a good man and a good man!

However, although Ling Qingyan wants to drink and eat meat in such a big mouthful of wine with the man, he cannot. Because, in this life, he is only fifteen years old and his body has not yet developed completely...

Although wine is good, it has a great impact on the internal organs, especially the body that is not yet mature.

In the last life, Ling Qingyan drank alcohol freely when he was not fully developed, which caused great damage to his internal organs, which led to repeated bottlenecks in his practice of internal energy.

With the lessons learned from the previous life, Ling Qingyan naturally restrained a lot in this life.

"I said to Boy Ling, do you really not drink it?"

The drunk man opened his mouth and bit it down with one bite. A large piece of chicken was torn off from the chicken leg he grabbed with his left hand, and then grabbed his right hand towards the last jar of wine.

"Are you sure you're the truth?"

Ling Qingyan looked at the few empty jars on the table in front of the drunkard, then looked at the last jar of wine that was being torn open by the drunkard, and asked teasingly.

"Uh," the drunk man was stunned and then blew with a dry smile.

Indeed, he didn't drink much of his own drink for a few jars of wine, so how could he really want Ling Qingyan to come over and get a share of the pie?

However, Ling Qingyan's thoughts were seen through every word. Even though he was thick-skinned, his old face could not help but be slightly red at this time, but was covered by his beard all over his face and could not be seen.

Ling Qingyan kept playing with the "Dragon and Phoenix Pearl" between his right hand, and his slightly tender cheeks were smiling.

If you first started to help the drunk man, it was because you saw the figure of the boss "Tieshan" in his previous life. Now, Ling Qingyan has developed great interest in the drunk man himself.

From entering Yixiang Pavilion to now, although the drunk man's behavior is extremely rude, he unconsciously shows a sense of freedom and freedom in every move.

Moreover, this drunk man was always drunk outside, his body was crooked, as if he could fall to the ground at any time. However, when he entered the room, only Ling Qingyan and he were left sitting at the table with several jars of fine wine and two roasted chickens, but he changed his image and did not have the same drunkenness as before.

At this time, Ling Qingyan knew that this drunk man was definitely not an ordinary drunk man.

Ling Qingyan originally wanted to investigate the drunk man through his consciousness, but he later rejected this idea.

The objects Ling Qingyan's consciousness has always been limited to his Ling family. Even the last time he investigated the Shui girl was unintentional.

Ling Qingyan has always believed that his ability to detect this consciousness is nothing to call it peeping.

In Ling Qingyan's heart, this ability was a little resistant, so he almost never used it without it.

This time, the mystery of the drunk man once again aroused his impulse to use his consciousness, but he gritted his teeth and endured it.

Of course, the main reason is that Ling Qingyan has not felt any inappropriate or danger from the drunkard and his manifestations so far.

Otherwise, how could a man who was unruly and fearless in his previous life be so restrained!

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Several knocks on the door suddenly sounded outside the wing room, breaking the temporary tranquility of the wing room.

"Come in!"

Hearing the sound, Ling Qingyan opened his slightly closed eyes, raised his head, and said.

The door of the room was pushed open with a creaking sound, and the servant's short figure also appeared in the door, "Young Master Ling, the boss asked me to inform you that Miss Shui will come out soon. You can go to the lobby first."

"I understand," as Ling Qingyan waved his hand, the servant bowed and closed the door again, heading towards the room where the next person was notified.

The wing room is for people with status and wealth.

After all, as the boss, Yixiang Pavilion cannot arrange them in the lobby with the likes of the market.

………

"You're not full yet?"

Seeing the drunkard who had just sat down and picked up the apple on the table and chewed hard, Ling Qingyan, who had also just sat down, couldn't help but feel silent.

In the wing room, he ate the six jars of wine and two roasted chickens without leaving any left...

Ling Qingyan also felt extremely admired the drunkard's appetite at this moment.

"Anyway, I don't have money, so it's useless if I don't eat it!"

The drunk man took a bite of an apple, then exhaled his mouth full of alcohol smell, and said in a confused manner.

With his right sleeve rolled up and waved the smell of alcohol in front of his nose, Ling Qingyan smiled bitterly again. This drunk man was really exhausted from the silver in his arms.

"Dong...dingding..."

call!

As the sound of the pipa girl standing on both sides of the high platform in front of the lobby sounded, the behind-the-scenes made in the middle of the high platform kept falling in the changing candlelight.

The entire lobby, which was originally noisy as if it were downtown, gradually became quiet. Anyone with experience knows that this means...
Chapter completed!