The lady is acting as a demon again today

Chapter 332
As soon as Luo Qingqing finished speaking, Zhu Yushan's voice sounded immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, it's a problem for people who talk to Brother Qin every day, can such a drink be a problem?"

Seeing that she was fine, Qin Feng shifted his gaze to Zhu Yushan, and said in a calm, cheerful voice, "So, you can drink?"

Zhu Yushan looked at Qin Feng drunkenly, and an ominous premonition suddenly rose in his heart. Seeing Qin Feng like this, everyone else seemed to be watching the show.

Seeing that Zhu Yushan had stopped talking, someone began to incite: "Hey, Yushan, you can tell that my sister-in-law can hold a lot of alcohol. Are you not as good as sister-in-law?"

Hearing people say this, and in front of so many people, how could Zhu Yushan admit that he can't drink as much as a woman.

Immediately snorted lightly, and said generously: "Don't underestimate me, my drinking capacity is quite good."

After a pause, he turned to Qin Feng, his momentum a little weaker: "Brother Qin, of course my drinking capacity is...of course it's not bad..."

Hearing this, Qin Feng smiled, pushed a jar of wine in front of Zhu Yushan, and put another jar in front of himself, the corners of his mouth curled up into a half-smile, his voice was not at all oppressive, and his attitude was very friendly: " That being the case, let’s finish this jar first.”

As soon as these words came out, even those who deal with wine jars every day couldn't help but stare blankly. In other words, it's a wine jar, not one cup, not two cups, but many cups.

Seeing this situation, the group of people who were planning to persuade Luo Qingqingjiu stopped immediately.

Damn, even a blind person can tell that First Young Master Qin is protecting his shortcomings.

It's no wonder that the daughter-in-law of the eldest son is so lovely, let alone the eldest son, even if a man marries her, he might not want to let her suffer the slightest grievance.

This Zhu Yushan was drowsy from drinking and was slamming into the muzzle of the gun.

"One...one altar?" Zhu Yushan could not help but shudder, and stammered, "Brother Qin, can we... can we drink a little?"

Qin Feng smiled without saying a word.

"Sir, you..." Luo Qingqing was also shocked when she saw the young master took a jar of wine all at once. After drinking so much, why didn't she get drunk for a while?
Qin Feng's sleeve was pulled gently by someone, his breath was full of strong and mellow wine smell, looking sideways at the woman's slightly frowning brows, he said softly: "What's wrong?"

"You drink less, too."

Hearing the words, Qin Feng's heart warmed up, and he nodded slightly in front of so many people.

"Yes, yes, drink less, drink less. Drinking too much is bad for your health. Brother Qin has listened to what my sister-in-law said. Can we not listen?" Scared by the jar of wine in front of him, Zhu Yushan seemed to wake up all of a sudden. Quite a few, upon hearing Luo Qingqing's words, he hurriedly responded.

"No wonder you can't see the young master in Wanhualou now, so it's under the control of our sister-in-law." Someone half-jokingly half-seriously said: "A few days ago, the old bustard in Wanhualou asked me , Did Young Master Qin despise the girl from Wanhualou?"

When someone mentioned Wanhualou, Qin Feng frowned imperceptibly, and then shook Luo Qingqing's hand.

"Then drink less, I'll go in first." Luo Qingqing smiled apologetically at everyone, and then let go of the young master's hand.

This time, no one dared to persuade her to drink again.

"Hey, sister-in-law." Zhu Yushan stood up unwillingly, walked up to Luo Qingqing obliquely, smiled at her, took out the silk handkerchief on her body, and handed it to her, saying maliciously: "Sister-in-law , since this is a gift for Brother Qin, how can I, a gift-giver on behalf of others, accept it halfway?"

Luo Qingqing's eyes were fixed on the silk handkerchief. The surface of the handkerchief was silky, presumably because of the excellent choice of material. There were a few orchids embroidered on the handkerchief, which was light and light, not flattering but elegant.

(End of this chapter)