After Hou Fu Jiaojiao was reborn, she turned over

Chapter 11 Drunkenness
Zheng Zhuoyun suddenly felt that the girl's words were quite interesting, and her looks were picturesque, and his heart fluttered for a moment, and he stepped forward with a smile on his face and said: "Miss Xue is serious, although it is the first time I meet the girl, I think we hit it off very well." Really. Why don't you sit down with us and have a drink and chat? But I don't know how the girl can drink, dare to compete with us two old men?"

Xue Mi has always been competitive and unwilling to admit defeat. Hearing that the prince of An Guo used such words to provoke her, how could she refuse to fight?
"Okay, since the son has said so, if I, Xue Mi, don't make a move, won't I refute the son's rare pleasure?"

Xue Mi sat down, and Jian Lie and Jian Chong brought the food and wine brought by the waiter to the table one by one.

"Zheng Shizi, Second Young Master Tan, please."

Xue Mi reached out to take the jug on the table, filled the wine cups of the two of them carelessly, and poured another cup for herself.

"Miss Xue is really refreshing, come on, let's make a cup first."

The three raised their cups to touch each other, Zheng Yirong was left alone, sullenly stabbing the fish head in the bowl with his chopsticks.

Xue Mi lowered her temples slightly, and after taking a sip of her drink, her eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

Wow, so spicy!

"This is Huadiao wine from Shaoxing. It's stronger. Miss Xue can bear it?" Zheng Zhuoyun slowly shook the wine cup in his hand, narrowing his eyes and smiling.

"What can't help it? Wine, the stronger it is, the better it tastes!"

Xue Mi took another big gulp as if trying to be brave, only to choke her throat a bit hotly, and she also forced a smile like a spring flower in a calm manner: "It's hard for us to just drink, is there any fun show to cheer us up? "

"Why don't you ask some singers to sing and some dancers to dance?" Zheng Zhuoyun said, his eyes all fell on Xue Mi's face, accompanied by a stunning beauty, the wine in this cup is getting better and better. It tastes better when you drink it.

"Vulgar. Don't you have any new tricks?" Xue Mi snorted, put down the wine cup again, turned to Yan Ce and said, "I see you should be elegant, think about it and see if there is any kind suitable for drinking and having fun More elegant game activities?"

Yan Ce smiled slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "Which way does Miss Xue like to play?"

Xue Mi put her finger on her lower lip, frowned and said, "Throwing pots, my eyesight is not very accurate, I'm afraid I'll lose ugly. Shooting the hidden hook requires a lot of people to be fun, but the drinking order really tests the poetry. And it's hard to tell the outcome, it's literary, and it's not very entertaining."

"Dare you want to choose what you are best at?" Yan Ce couldn't help shaking his head and laughed.

"How about this, let's play something simpler."

With an idea, Xue Mi picked up the spoon in the bowl, poured a bowl of boiled water to wash it off, wiped off the water stains and placed it in the center of the table, saying: "Just use this spoon to play with, and turn the handle end to Whoever is there will be punished with a cup of wine, come or not?"

"This game is purely based on luck, and it's quite interesting, but if you lose, don't cry." Zheng Zhuoyun took a sip of wine, put the cup on the table, and said with a smile.

"I won't cry. If you lose, you should be punished. No one can play tricks, and you don't want to let me." Xue Mi puffed up her chest and said with her head held high.

"Which way the handle of the spoon is facing, we can't control it. We can't let it go if we want to, right?" Yan Ce said as he arranged the three people's wine cups and filled them up one after another.

"That's true, haha." Xue Mi was right when she thought about it, she scratched the back of her head in embarrassment, straightened the spoon on the table, rubbed her hands excitedly and said, "Since you all agreed, let's start playing now. Who will turn the spoon first?"

Zheng Zhuoyun and Yan Ce looked at each other, nodded and smiled.

Yan Ce stretched out his hand, and said, "Miss Xue please first."

"Okay, then I won't be polite." Xue Mi rolled up her sleeves, leaned over slightly, gently grasped the handle of the spoon with her thumb and forefinger, swiped it counterclockwise from right to left, and the spoon whirled stand up.

After about three and a half turns, the spoon began to turn more and more slowly, and finally stopped slowly.

Xue Mi kept staring at the handle of the spoon holding her breath, seeing that it was about to turn to her side, she felt anxious and wanted to blow it with her mouth.

"Miss Xue can't play around." Zheng Zhuoyun folded his arms, smiled and shook his head to stop it.

Xue Mi pursed her lips guiltily, watching the spoon handle pointing at herself impartially.

"Hey, I'm really lucky. The first one let me win the first prize, and the two young masters will accept it."

Xue Mi said it humorously, but she sighed in her heart that she was so unlucky, so she had to bite the bullet and drank the wine in the wine cup, and then showed the bottom of the wine cup to the two of them for a look.

After gulping down a full glass of wine, Xue Mi only felt that her stomach was burning uncomfortably, and her head was still a little dizzy, but she still barely supported her body that was about to collapse.

"It's really good wine! Fill it up, come again." Xue Mi placed the empty wine glass heavily on the table, and pressed her hands tightly on the edge to prevent herself from falling to the ground in the next moment.

"Miss Xue, are you okay? Otherwise, don't drink." Yan Ce saw that she was a bit overwhelmed, so he asked worriedly.

"Second Master Tan was joking, what can I do? How much did you drink? I, Xue Mi, claim to never get drunk after a thousand cups." Xue Mi waved her hand dismissively.

"Since Miss Xue still wants to play again, let's continue. This time, let me play."

As Zheng Zhuoyun said, he stretched out his chubby right hand, flicked the spoon lightly, and the spoon quickly turned in a circle.

After a while, the spoon stopped, and the handle of the spoon was aimed at the stunned Xue Mi again.

"It's really evil, why is it me again?" Xue Mi supported her forehead, tilted her neck a little depressed, and drank another glass of wine.

Zheng Zhuoyun clapped his hands and laughed, but Yan Ce's brows were furrowed.

Xue Mi didn't believe in evil at all, after finishing the wine, she slammed the table and said, "If you do it again, I don't believe it will be me next time."

After three rounds.

Xue Mi reluctantly picked up the wine cup in front of her, wanting to cry without tears.

After being fined five glasses of wine in succession, her hands were shaking, and she felt like vomiting.

Hey!
It's really unlucky, I really should take a look at the almanac before going out today!
Yan Ce looked at her, his heart was in a mess.

She was really drunk, two patches of blush appeared on her cheeks, as if she had applied rouge, bright red.

The eyes that were originally extremely clear now seemed to be filled with mist, dense and hazy.

After drinking the wine, Xue Mi limply lay on the table like a deflated balloon.

I only felt that my consciousness was gradually blurred, my eyelids were heavy and drooping, and my eyes suddenly went dark, and they were closed immediately.

"Miss Xue?"

Zheng Zhuoyun shook her lightly, but Xue Mi didn't respond at all, instead she snored comfortably.

"Hmph, it's really self-inflicted! The drinking capacity is so bad, why do you have to show off? This is a good fruit to eat!"

Zheng Yirong glanced at Xue Mi, snorted coldly, and her voice became a little thinner, making it obvious that it was a teasing or mocking tone.

(End of this chapter)