"Young Master, what kind of wine is this?" Su asked curiously: "Is it brewed by the layman himself?"

"This is fruit wine," Sima Lantai said: "It is made with lychees and medicinal materials. Although this wine tastes good, it has a great potential. You have already drunk two cups, so it is best not to drink it again."

"But I just tasted it," Su Haoyi felt unwilling: "Is it better to have another drink?"

"Then... can only have one cup, no more." Sima Lantai said.

"Thank you for your accomplishment." Su smiled kindly and flatteredly. At this time, there was a faint dizzy wine on her face.

When Su Haoyi was drunk, his eyes were shimmering like autumn water, and a red mark like willow leaves would be dragged up at the end of his eyes, making him look extremely charming.

Sima Lantai saw it last rainy night, but that time was not as drunk as it is now.

"Young master, why don't you drink?" Su frowned and asked Sima Lantai: "Your alcohol capacity is better than mine."

"Eat some snacks and don't drink anymore." Sima Lantai said as he peeled a lotus seed for Su Haoyi and sent it to her mouth.

"I'm really not drunk," Su Haoyi said while chewing lotus seeds, unconscious of Sima Lantai's saliva on his hands: "If you don't believe it, I'll perform a unique skill for you."

Sima Lantai quietly moved Su Haoyi's wine glass aside and refused to let her drink again.

Su Haoyi took a crabapple fruit, but did not eat it, but pulled the fruit stem down and threw it into his mouth.

"Spit it out," Sima Lantai was afraid that she would swallow it: "As aware."

Su Liangyi squinted his eyes and smiled, pursing his lips tightly, while leaning back to avoid Sima Lantai.

"Be careful," Sima Lantai was afraid that she would fall, so he reached out to pull: "It's not a joke to hit the back of his head."

Su Haoyi was determined to perform his unique skills, and he was dizzy, so he simply lay down and Sima Lantai fell sideways.

The two people's faces were very close, and their breaths were brushing against each other's faces. Sima Lantai's face turned red even though he had not drunk.

The world suddenly became extremely quiet, but it seemed that something was about to break through the ground.

Su Haoyi suddenly smiled like a flower and said vaguely: "Young Master, look--"

Her pink tongue was carrying the crabapple stem that was tied into concentric knots. It turned out that this was her unique skill.

Sima Lantai clenched his hands and loosened them, and asked in a suppressed manner: "Who taught you this?"

"It's Sister Cherry," Su said kindly, "Her unique skill is to use her tongue to tie the cherry stems, but unfortunately there are only crabapple fruits here."

"Don't do this to others in the future, do you know?" Sima Lantai warned her in a complicated tone: "Don't drink so much wine, either."

"I know so many unique skills," Su Haoyi didn't understand Sima Lantai's words very well. She was now full of gangsters, and could only capture individual words: "It's better to perform without drinking."

Sima Lantai gritted his teeth and endured for a long time, and whispered: "I'll ask someone to cook some sobering soup for you."

After saying that, he got up, his steps were staggering.

When he came back, Su Haoyi was already lying on the blanket and fell asleep.

Many autumn leaves fell around her, and she was still holding the apple woman in her hand.

Mo Tong sat on the shaft of the car, playing with a willow branch, picked off all the leaves on it, and was about to peel off the bark. Hearing the footsteps, he raised his eyes and saw his young master walking over with his young master Su, holding a fruit basket in his hand.
Chapter completed!