The wolf cub I raised also wore it.

466 Drunk

Feng Miaoyin took a sip of wine, and Qian Anlan also took a sip of wine.

After doing this five or six times in a row, Feng Miaoyin finally stopped, and then looked at Qian Anlan with some displeasure, "You don't drink well, stop drinking."

He also knew about Fengxiang Emperor's birthday banquet that day.

Qian Anlan's alcohol capacity is very poor.

"Who said I can't drink enough." Qian Anlan pushed back.

that tone...

Well, a little drunk.

Feng Miaoyin turned her head to look at Qian Anlan, only to see that her face was pink, with a bit of waywardness, but also wayward and cute.

"All right, all right, you're not bad at drinking." Feng Miaoyin smiled helplessly.

The dullness in my heart was inexplicably less.

"That's about the same." Qian Anlan snorted lightly.

Then he held the wine jar and took another big sip.

"This wine was obviously given to me by you, and now you will finish it." Feng Miaoyin looked at Qian Anlan quietly.

Qian Anlan shook the wine jar that seemed to be empty, coughed lightly, and then said boldly: "Don't worry, I will give you one hundred and eighty jars of peach blossom wine when I go back."

Feng Miaoyin's eyes lit up.

"No, what if you sober up and forget?"

"I won't forget."

"I do not believe you."

"What do you want?"

"How about this, how about you sign an agreement?" Feng Miaoyin said treacherously.

"Okay, just sign and sign, I, Qian Anlan, are still afraid." Qian Anlan patted his chest and said.

Feng Miaoyin laughed so wickedly that she didn't know where she got the pen and paper, so she wrote down a contract.

Then he handed it to Qian Anlan and said, "Hurry up and sign."

Qian Anlan glanced through the moonlight.

Well, it is indeed a hundred altars of peach blossom stuffing, neither too much nor too little.

So he cheerfully wrote down his name, made another handprint, and flung it back to Feng Miaoyin in a chic manner.

Feng Miaoyin looked at the name on the paper and showed a fox-like smile.

On it, it was written that he would have to provide him with alcohol for the rest of his life.

Seeing Feng Miaoyin's smile, Qian Anlan froze for a moment, then smirked.

"Monster, did you become a vixen? How could you be prettier than a woman?"

Then, probably because of his dizziness, he actually wanted to just crawl over to see if it was a vixen.

As a result, his feet slipped and his body fell.

Feng Miaoyin turned pale with shock, and regardless of the contract paper, she immediately fished Qian Anlan up and let her lie on the tree trunk beside her.

"Yes, I became a vixen, but it's a pity that I'm the stupidest vixen, and I can't even seduce you."

Feng Miaoyin smiled helplessly again.

Qian Anlan just thinks that this smile is absolutely beautiful.

"Monster, would you be my monstrous sister in the future?" Qian Anlan seemed to be a little sober again.

That little face was extremely serious.

Feng Miaoyin did not answer, but pursed her lips and looked at the ruddy woman beside her.

"Okay." Qian Anlan actually acted like a younger sister to her older sister.

"Okay." A deep and magnetic voice came to Qian Anlan's ears with the evening wind.

In fact, he had long regarded this woman as his younger sister.

It can only be my sister.

Qian Anlan raised her lips and smiled.

"That's great, I have a sister who is the most beautiful woman in the world." Qian Anlan smiled silly.

Feng Miaoyin raised her lips and smiled.

"Well, that's great, I have the stupidest sister in the world."

"You're stupid!" Qian Anlan angrily kicked Feng Miaoyin off.

Feng Miaoyin took advantage of the situation and grabbed Qian Anlan.

Follow her into the courtyard full of peach blossoms, arousing slices of peach blossoms to dance under the moonlit night.

I only wish you have the happiest and cleanest smile in the world.

(End of this chapter)