Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1587
Chapter 1587: Chapter 1570: Why is it so difficult to get by on looks these days?_1 Chapter 1587: Chapter 1570: Why is it so difficult to get by on looks these days?_1 The jar of wine was opened, emitting a rich fragrance.
“Smells so good.”
Rong Yunhe took a deep breath, his face showing a look of indulgence.
True Master Guang Chen and Ji Shuxuan both reached for the jar, each wanting to take the first drink.
Just as Ji Shuxuan's fingertips were about to touch the jar, he met True Master Guang Chen's teasing gaze. Feeling as if he had been scorched, he swiftly retracted his hand.
True Master Guang Chen chuckled, hoisted up the jar with his right hand, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one go.
Ji Shuxuan smacked his lips a few times and swallowed hard at the scent of the wine.
“Good wine.”
True Master Guang Chen, having downed a whole jar of wine, looked rejuvenated, with no signs of drunkenness.
He put down the jar, looking unsatisfied, and turned his gaze towards Lin Qingluo.
“Ancestor sure can hold his liquor.”
Seeing his hint, Lin Qingluo took out four jars of Spiritual Wine from the Storage Ring and put one in front of each of them.
“The Immortal is quite bold.”
As True Master Guang Chen was opening the jar, Ji Shuxuan quickly grabbed his own jar and tucked it into his Storage Ring so fast it was almost impossible to see.
Rong Yunhe blinked, and Ji Shuxuan's jar was already gone.
The same was true of True Master Guang Qin.
The moment his junior brother uncorked the jar, True Master Guang Qin gave a light flick of his broad sleeve and put the jar away.
Rong Yunhe looked at Ji Shuxuan, then at True Master Guang Qin. Just as he was hesitating over whether to put his own jar away, True Master Guang Chen had already finished his drink and was reaching for Rong Yunhe's jar.
A cold sweat trickled down the back of Rong Yunhe's head.
It seemed he had acted too slowly.
He had underestimated the extent of True Master Guang Chen's drinking prowess.
“Good wine.”
True Master Guang Chen downed three jars, breathed out, his cheeks slightly flushed.
Seeing the empty stone table, he squinted his eyes at Lin Qingluo, threw a flirtatious glance at her, and, not caring about maintaining his image as a Half-Immortal Ancestor, moved closer to her with his chin resting in his hand.
The strong scent of wine hit her face, causing Lin Qingluo's eyes to flicker. She moved to the side, putting a bit of distance between them.
True Master Guang Chen frowned slightly, seemingly dissatisfied with her avoidance. He deliberately pouted, moving even closer, his handsome face now just a hand's breadth away from Lin Qingluo's nose.
Lin Qingluo's fingers clenched, ready to leave a distinct mark on his right eye socket.
“He's drunk.”
True Master Guang Qin abruptly darkened his handsome face, grabbed his junior brother's collar, and pulled him back.
“I'm not drunk.”
True Master Guang Chen complained unhappily.
“You're drunk.”
Without further ado, True Master Guang Qin dragged him into the void, disappearing from sight.
“Safe journey, revered ancestors.”
Lin Qingluo chuckled. Her clenched fingers gradually relaxed.
“Uh.”
The two sect leaders looked dumbfounded, cold sweat trickling down the back of their heads.
“Ahem, we should take our leave as well.”
Rong Yunhe was the first to recover. He hastily placed the gifts they had brought onto the stone table and hurriedly followed after them.
“Excuse us.”
Ji Shuxuan also took out his gift, gave a formal bow, and quickly ran after them.
“Haha, they sure made a swift exit.”
Lin Qingluo chuckled, giving a light wave of her right hand. The gifts, along with the three empty jars, were collected into the Storage Ring. She gracefully ascended into the air on her sword and flew out of the mansion.
*
“Senior Brother, why did you yank me like that?”
Not far from the Lin Residence, in a deep mountain valley, True Master Guang Chen forcefully freed himself from his senior brother's restraint. He complained, “I hadn't had enough.”
“More drinking?”
True Master Guang Qin slapped him on the forehead in annoyance: “If you continue this, you'll get beaten up. Don't think every woman will fall for your good looks. Your charm is useless with her.”
“Hey.”
True Master Guang Chen sighed, covering his face, “Nowadays, it's so hard to rely on one's looks.”
Chapter end
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