He felt it was necessary to remind him.

He coughed lightly and said earnestly: "Old Madam, this wine is the best spirit from Qingyuantang..." So you should drink it leisurely, take a few sips carefully and get drunk. Then he can't explain to his master when he goes back. But the master said that he must not leave a drop of wine.

"Gulugulu..."

In response to him, Rong Qingqing's voice was drinking.

Changlin: "…"

Rong Qingqing thought it was too tired to drink while standing, so she sat down in the corridor and continued to drink with her neck.

Changlin continued to stand still.

Even he didn't dare to drink this way. The old lady was drinking it as boiled water.

Or is Qingyuantang’s wine recently mixed with fakes and mixed it with water?

But he is familiar with the people in Qingyuantang, so they dare not fool him with fake wine.

But if it weren't for fake wine, how could the old lady be as easy as drinking boiled water?

Or, just the alcoholism didn't come out?

He resisted and rushed over, snatched the wine pot in the old lady's hand and checked it.

After a while, Rong Qingqing put down the wine pot and burped.

Changlin: "…"

"Captain Guard, is there any?" Rong Qingqing opened the lid of the pot and poured it down, without pouring a drop out. She looked at Changlin and said with unsatisfactory feelings.

Changlin's mouth twitched.

He thought that he had to go back and ask the master first to see if he wanted to bring a cart of wine for the old lady?

"The old lady waits for a moment, and then go."

He naturally knew that his master was not so kind, so he really invited the old lady to drink or something, just wanted to mess with her.

But this time, the master made a mistake in his estimate, and the old lady seemed to be quite drunk.

At this time, Rong Qingqing suddenly said, "Your master must be very light in alcohol."

Changlin looked at her in surprise.

I don't understand how she knew.

"Okay, go." Rong Qingqing waved her hand.

Changlin quickly slipped back to Qingfengyuan.

When he went back, Xie Jingrun had just finished taking a shower and came out of the clean room. He was wearing a white middle coat and dripping water on his long, thick black hair.

Seeing Changlin coming back, the corners of his mouth curled obscurely. He thought that the stinky girl Rong Qingqing must have been drunk now, and he might have started to be drunk.

"What's wrong?" He took a cloth towel, sat down on the couch, and asked casually.

Changlin hesitated for a while and truthfully said: "The old lady seems to have a good alcohol tolerance. Drinking like boiled water. After drinking, she also asked her subordinates if she still has any wine."

Xie Jingrun wiping his hair paused and his eyes narrowed, "Is it good to drink?"

"It seems yes." Changlin said, paused, and asked again, "Seeing the old lady's appearance, I seem to be a little impressed. Should I send her some more?"

Xie Jingrun threw the cloth scarf in his hand on him, "When did you become so familiar with her? You still invite her to drink, huh?"

Changlin caught the cloth towel and heard it: "..."

Isn’t you the one who invites the old lady to drink?

Changlin was very depressed.

Xie Jingrun leaned back, bent his slender fingers and knocked on the table.

After a moment, he stood up.

Rong Qingqing is a woman, how can she drink that well?

He was very suspicious.

I'm afraid I'm so drunk that I can't tell the difference between the southeast, south, west and north?

Changlin, this fool, must have been deceived.

Changlin was a little overwhelmed when he saw his master leaving Qingfengyuan.

It's so late, where is the master going?
Chapter completed!