Something is wrong with Miss Witch

Brianna smiled.

"what?"

Qi Luoluo was very dissatisfied: "Are you dissatisfied with my drinking capacity?"

"Of course not," Brianna said, "Witches as cautious and restrained as you, Miss Qiluolu, are naturally the objects of our admiration."

Caution and admiration?

Doesn't that mean I can't drink at all?

Qi Luoluo was very dissatisfied!

"Miss Qi Luoluo, do you need anything else?"

Lou Yue looked at Qi Luoluo, who was feeling a little dizzy, and said, "Let's have a toast together, the three of us~"

"Of course!"

When Qi Luoluo heard the cheers, she immediately started shouting.

So Lou Yue poured wine for the three of them again.

"Hemolytic Flame Spicy Wine, worth eight thousand magic stones per bottle, is here~"

Lou Yue's shouting suddenly made Brianna feel a little heartbroken.

Miss Qi Luoluo!

You, who are usually stingy, actually ordered a drink worth 8,000 magic stones!

"bring it on!"

But Brianna said it very stubbornly.

Then the ice crystal glass was filled with red wine.

"cheers!"

The three of them shouted and drank the crimson wine together.

Chapter 85 I am indeed a good girl

After a while, the three of them finished several bottles of wine.

Brianna felt a little dizzy, and Qiluolu was a little sleepy.

Lou Yue secretly drank a bowl of sobering soup!

As a wine waiter, how could I possibly fall down here!

Only three bottles of wine have been sold now!

I still have to keep working hard!

"Wow~~"

Another witch came in.

Lou Yue stood up leisurely, lifted the hem of her skirt, turned around, and performed a ladylike salute.

"I hope you have a great night."

She said this in such a sticky way, with a pink blush on her face.

Charm flows naturally from the corners of her eyes.

The witch was stunned.

She swallowed and said, "Sister, can I ask your name?"

"I am a witch psychology instructor - Lou Yue."

Lou Yue said with a smile, and the witch hurried out again to change her clothes.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Some witches asked.

The witch yelled, "There's a pretty witch in the tavern! I'll change my clothes before I go back!"

So, all the witches knew that a pretty witch had come to the tavern, and they all changed into their most beautiful clothes and rushed into the tavern excitedly.

Poor Miss Lou Yue had no choice but to spin around in circles on the high chair over and over again.

My toes are red and painful!

She sat on the chair angrily, shaking her white silk feet.

The witches who came later couldn't help but sigh because they couldn't see Miss Lou Yue spinning in circles.

Soon, the tavern was filled with witches.

But only seven or eight people at the bar could chat with Lou Yue!

They all happily chatted with this pretty little witch, and then enjoyed the envious looks of the other witches!

Witch, that's what it's like!

All witches long to love and kill each other. They love each other, but also want to see their companions express envy, sighs, and jealousy towards them.

Quite twisted!

Lou Yue made full use of this feature!

What is differentiated service?

Lou Yue was very pleased with himself and only chatted with the witch at the bar in front.

And only when she orders a witch with more than 8,000 magic stones will she look at her with moist eyes and respond with a sweet smile.

The other witches are so envious that they want to eat lemons!

"Those bastards are taking up space and are drunk!"

"Damn it, sisters!"

The witches sitting at the round table murmured, "Why don't we just throw those drunk witches back to the dormitory?"

"good idea!"

A few witches started to make a fuss and called an angel from outside.

The angel said softly, "Hello, witches."

"Send those guys back to the dorms."

The witches pointed at the drunk witch at the bar.

"Yes, I will obey your orders, Witch-sama."

The angel lifted up the witches, flapped its wings, floated in the air, and carried them into the dormitory.

The seat was immediately vacated.

The witches discussed: "Let's play finger-guessing. Whoever wins goes first. The drunk witch will step down."

After the witches finished discussing, the winner walked leisurely to the bar counter.

"Miss Lou Yue, do you have any wine recommendations?"

"Of course, Miss." Lou Yue smiled cutely and handed the list to the witch.

Of course, the witch ordered a bottle of wine worth 8,000 yuan.

But she didn't drink it.

Instead, he placed it on the table and looked at Lou Yue with a smile: "May I ask your name, young lady?"

"Wow! What a scumbag!"

Lou Yue’s scumbag radar started beeping.

Look at the attitude of this witch!

He casually asked the other witch ladies' names.

Still the same.

What a scumbag, what a scumbag.

But Lou Yue is not afraid.

She also smiled and said, "I have already introduced the name just now."

He was angry again: "As expected, I still don't attract much attention."

"Sister, if you don't attract attention, what are we?"

The witch thought strangely.

"Lou Yue."

Lou Yue stood up again, holding the hem of her skirt and turning around lightly.

"How is it? Very cute, isn't it?"

The little witch smiled and looked down at the witch sitting at the bar.

The witch was stunned.

"So, do you remember my name?"

Lou Yue knelt on the high stool again, her little white feet moving.

"Lou Yue, Lou Yue."

As Lou Yue spoke, the scent of citrus filled the tavern.

She looked at the witch in front of her tenderly.

The witch shyly turned her head away and said, "If you introduce me three more times, maybe I'll remember it."

"Miss, you really like to joke around."

Lou Yue covered her lips and smiled shyly.

The witch suddenly felt depressed and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Continued Cup."

She shouted like this.

"One bottle of wine can be poured into six glasses of wine." Lou Yue looked at the witch with a smile: "So you can drink to your heart's content."

"Miss Lou Yue doesn't want to drink?"

The witch said so.

"Oh my, really."

Lou Yue smoothed her pink hair, revealing her delicate ears.

"The witches here are all very hospitable."

“They all invited me to drink very enthusiastically.”

Lou Yue shook her head in distress: "I'm already feeling a little dizzy."

The cute and charming little witch pointed to her fair collarbone under the white lace collar and said, "Look, it's all red here."

A scent like rotten citrus diffused out.

The witch's cheeks turned red.

All her previous experience was of no use at this time.

hateful!

Speak up!

Speak quickly!

This scumbag witch was defeated by the little witch.

She gulped down another glass of wine: "Another one!"