I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

"Please wait a moment, sir, I'll go get the wine right away."

Rather than secretly mocking her husband, Bai Zhou prefers to prove her thoughts through actions.

Carrying a jar of wine in one hand, Bai Zhou followed Xi to a small pavilion.

"A little side dish."

Xi picked up her brush and drew a plate of cooked peanuts, a plate of pickled edamame, and a plate of braised meat.

She used to worry that Bai Zhou would feel unwell after eating the things she drew, but after hearing about the changes in his body today, she relaxed some of the restrictions and allowed him to eat some, but still not too much.

"Oh, the food you drew, sir. This is the first time I've ever eaten it."

For the first time, Xi was willing to draw food for him, which pleased Bai Zhou greatly.

"Hmm... it's hard to tell if the taste is real or fake, sir, you're really amazing."

The peanuts are seasoned with salt and pepper, making them a delicious and salty treat, perfect with drinks.

"Don't just focus on eating peanuts."

Xi invited him over for wine tasting; what's the point of him just eating peanuts?

"Yes. Then, sir, I'll toast you."

During the day, he would proactively pour and toast wine for Xi.

"Gurgle gurgle~"

Xi picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Women from Jiangnan are gentle as water, but when they get tough, their boldness is no less than that of men.

Furthermore, if a large bowl is used, one cannot have the air of a small cup.

"Sir, you have a vast capacity for alcohol."

He didn't put on airs during the day, drinking a bowl of wine down without spilling a drop.

The wine tastes really good; it's mellow and rich at first sip, and leaves a lingering aftertaste upon further tasting.

"Good wine."

He had drunk a lot of wine during the day, and had tasted famous wines from Yan State and fine wines from abroad.

But Xi's "homemade" wine ranks third among the wines he knows.

Such fine wine, it would be too wasteful to just gulp it down like that, and besides, their trip was for wine tasting, not for heavy drinking.

"Sir... Oh? How could I possibly ask you to show me such respect... Sir, please don't be angry, I'll accept it."

Bai Zhou wanted to persuade Xi to drink slowly with him, but as soon as he looked up, he was given a bowl of wine by Xi.

"Sir, please enjoy your drink and have some side dishes. Look at these edamame... I don't like them... And this meat... Ah, sir, you're drinking like this..."

During the day, he was still urging her to eat, but by evening, she had already finished her third bowl.

"Gulp... You're so long-winded. Are you here to drink or to be a maid?"

Xi Qiao's face was slightly flushed. After drinking three bowls of wine, she became bolder and her temper flared up. She disregarded her usual aloof demeanor and gave Bai Zheng a lecture for not drinking seriously.

"Sir is right..."

Bai Zhou felt that before she could enjoy her husband's intimacy, she would likely have to endure a period of torment.

Since that's the case, he has to get serious. (He should try to get the man drunk as soon as possible.)

In an instant, bowls and cups were clinked together, and wine flowed freely.

Soon, with the two drinking so heartily, the jar of wine was quickly emptied.

"Again! That's all? Then hurry up and get some more."

A blush crept onto Xi's face, like a red sun rising from white clouds. Her bright rainbow eyes were also veiled with a thin layer of mist.

She seemed drunk, yet also seemed awake.

"Sir, you can't drink anymore."

Bai Zhou didn't intend to let her drink any more.

Wine appreciation is not about drinking contests; a little wine is pleasant, but excessive drinking is harmful to health.

Xi's health was already unstable, so how could Bai Zhou allow her to get drunk like that?

"Just do as I say. Don't say anything more."

Xi, however, was unwilling to end the wine tasting so hastily.

She squinted at Bai Zhou and raised her hand to hit him. But as soon as she left the table, she staggered, her vision blurred, and she couldn't stand steadily. Before her fist could hit Bai Zhou, she had already thrown herself into his arms.

"gentlemen……"

Helpless, Bai Zhou pulled her into his arms, allowing her to lean comfortably against him.

The man gets so enthusiastic when he's drunk; there's just no way to deal with him.

"Grumble, you're asking for it."

Xi, however, had not forgotten her earlier thoughts. She raised her right hand high, but then gently placed it on Bai Zhou's chest.

"Ah Xi, where's my wine? Another bowl, please."

After scolding the foolish Ah Xi, Xi urged him to hurry up with the wine she was waiting for.

"Would you like some more, sir? ...I understand."

With a flick of his finger, Bai Zhou unsealed the second jar of wine, and then used his water-controlling ability to summon the wine from the jar into a bowl on the table.

"Sir, the wine."

"Well……"

Hearing the call, Xi opened her eyes, looked around, and then found the wine on the table.

"Hmm...why, why can't I reach it? Ah Xi, stop shaking it."

"Yes, sir. How about this then? You'd better keep your composure, sir."

Bai Zhou chuckled and took Xi's hand, raising the bowl of wine with her.

"Hmm, that's more like it..."

Xi didn't speak, and after drinking, she shrank back into Bai Zhou's arms.

"Is that all there is to it?"

Bai Zhou put the bowl back on the table, waved his hand, and tossed the spilled wine aside.

She spilled half of the bowl; it seems she had reached her limit and couldn't drink any more.

"Are you tired, sir?"

"...It's a bit cold."

Xi closed her eyes and tried to snuggle into his arms.

Looking at the drunken Xi in his arms, Bai Zhou lowered his eyes slightly, and a wicked thought rose in his heart.

Drunk and unable to even hold a bowl... This kind of gentleman...

"..."

Forget it.

It's really pointless to bully a drunk person.

Let's wait until the gentleman sobers up before... But once the gentleman is sober, I'm afraid there won't be that chance.

Jiang Xi held her tightly, Bai Zhou held her shoulder with one hand and gently placed the other hand on her lower abdomen.

"strangeness……"

Eating eight steamed buns will bring about changes, but drinking half a jar of wine will leave no trace... Mr. Stomach's stomach is truly amusing.

I wonder how much can be stored here...

Bai Zhou sighed softly, preparing to drink alone.

"...Where's the wine?"

When daylight came and people looked up, they found that the jar of wine they had just opened was gone. Looking further into the distance, they could only see a red silhouette and a swarm of nibblers following it.

"...There are Mo Liang here too."

But, will Mo Liang be alright if he drinks alcohol?

I haven't fed them any vegetables, alcohol, or anything like that during the day, and I've never seen them drunk.

Now that I've met Mo Liang, who can drink alcohol, I'm suddenly curious and want to go and see him.

"Never mind, there will be other opportunities in the future. There's no need to rush."

There was an even more important one waiting for him to serve him in his arms.

"Ah Xi... wine..."

Even though she was already drunk, Xi still insisted on drinking.

"Sir, the wine is here. Please come and get it yourself."

Under the guise of getting wine, he made Xi's daytime even more despicable.

The origins of the sixty-seven strangers are revealed; only after getting drunk can their true feelings be understood.

The sword's edge hovered in front of the approaching person, preventing them from advancing an inch.

"The guest is awake, so why doesn't he reply?"

"Oh, it's just that I have a bad memory and forgot for a moment. The guest hasn't paid for his lodging yet, and having been a thief for a few days, I naturally dare not reply."

The land dweller who came in had that strange laugh and spoke in a soft voice, but she always felt that what he said was a bit sarcastic.

"Guest, it is rather ungentlemanly to point such a weapon at the host. You should put it away."

Those beautiful crimson eyes, as beautiful as underwater coral, suddenly narrowed, and her slender yet powerful arms almost gripped her sword to prevent it from slipping from her hand.