Yan Qi ignored all the embarrassments, raised his glass, and said in a provocative tone: "Master Kong Chen, I heard that you are the overlord of wine. Master Di, you claim to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. It's a coincidence that I am the king of wine." Immortal, I have never known what it feels like to be drunk. Haha, it’s not that I despise you, even if you two join forces, I’m afraid you are no match for me.”
Kong Chen was a good drinker and refused to admit defeat: "Master Yan, you can't brag. I can't do anything else, but no one will accept the wine order."
Di Renfeng also got excited: "Brother Yan, what are you bragging about? A few days ago, you had a drinking fight with Leng Captou. Aren't you drunk?"
Yan Qi pouted: "That's me pretending to be drunk."
After he finished speaking, he realized that Leng Youxue was present.
This is called disaster coming from the mouth.
Leng Youxue's beautiful eyes dug into Yan Qi's eyes, her eyes brimming with tenderness.
A few days ago, the two of them got drunk here, rolled under the table, hugged each other, and slept together all night, and they were 'caught raped' by Song Zhan and others on the spot, not to mention how embarrassing it was.
That feeling, in retrospect, was not only embarrassing but also exciting.
And today, Yan Qi actually said that he was pretending to be drunk?
Okay, this big villain turned out to be teasing me on purpose.
Leng Youxue didn't want to get angry on the spot, so as not to make Kong Chen laugh.
If that embarrassing incident reaches Kong Chen's ears again, the rumors may spread to Suzhou.
Oh my god, will I be labeled as a licentious person?
The more Leng Youxue thought about it, the angrier she became, but it was hard to do anything on the table, so she reached out to Yan Qi's waist with her small hands, pinched and twisted.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
Yan Qi gritted her teeth in pain, not to be outdone. On impulse, regardless of the situation, she stretched out her big hand and grabbed a handful of the tender white flesh on the inner side of Leng Youxue's thigh.
The meat on a woman's inner thigh is white and soft, like a peeled egg. It will cause strange stimulation if touched lightly, not to mention Yan Qi's hard kick.
"Um……"
Leng Youxue couldn't help but scream, her voice whining.
In addition to the pain, an unspeakable excitement surged into her heart.
This stimulation was exactly the same as the feeling of Yan Qi blowing on her legs a few days ago. Her body became weak and she wanted to press against Yan Qi's body.
Since the last time Yan Qi blew air into the center of her legs, Leng Youxue has grown up and learned the taste of marrow, as if she has opened a door and understood the benefits of being a woman.
Yan Qi pinched hard between the legs, and the stimulation lingered, her cheeks were burning, as bright as the morning glow.
This bad guy is too presumptuous.
Leng Youxue blushed and realized that she was a little embarrassed, but with Kong Chen, Di Renfeng, and An Tian present, she couldn't punish Yan Qi. The snort just now was particularly embarrassing, so she had to glare at Yan Qi and look for him. An excuse to escape.
Yan Qi was very proud: "Little Hu Niuer, Brother Qi can't cure you anymore."
Thinking of the tender and smooth skin and white flesh that I pinched Leng Youxue's inner thigh just now, how exciting it would be if I took off my pants, put my big hands on the skin, and pinched it hard?
This guy's mind was filled with filthy images, and his smile was particularly obscene.
Kong Chen saw the ambiguity between Yan Qi and Leng Youxue, and joked with a smile: "Young Master Yan is really beautiful and blessed. Leng Baotou is one of the top five beautiful women in Jinling. It can be seen that Young Master Yan has good courtship skills." , which can be called a unique skill.”
"Ahem..."
Yan Qi withdrew her evil gaze and said seriously: "Master Kong Chen is making ridiculous compliments. You don't know that I am an upright and upright person, and I have never been good at caring for my children."
puff!
An Tian and Di Renfeng laughed out loud and looked at Yan Qi with envy, jealousy and hatred on their faces, not to mention how sour their expressions were.
Depend on!
Despised.
Yan Qiyi slapped the table: "We are here to greet Lord Kong Chen today, so why are we talking about women? Come on, Lord Kong Chen, Lord Di, if you are not convinced, let's have a good competition today."
"Tell me, who of you will come first? Master Kong Chen or Master Di, if you fight alone, you must be no match. How about you go together?"
Kong Chen and Di Renfeng looked at each other and said in unison: "Okay, let's go together."
Kong Chen and Di Renfeng would not have joined forces at first, but they were deceived by Yan Qi's aggressive tactics and actually joined forces to pour wine on Yan Qi.
Yan Qi practiced the "Wushan Yunyu Sutra". In order to deal with the joint attack of Kong Chen and Di Renfeng, he first filled his internal organs with internal energy to protect them.
"Come on, drink!"
Yan Qi raised his glass of wine and drank with Kong Chen and Di Renfeng.
Kong Chen cheered up and found that he was still drunk after a thousand cups.
Di Renfeng is also a hero in wine and is in the limelight.
You come and I go, and the fight is endless.
After a few rounds, the three of them were drinking and their faces were red, and the atmosphere was getting intense.
Yan Qi saw that Di Renfeng and Kong Chen were both slightly tipsy. He rolled his eyes, took the idea into consideration, and waved his hand: "Since we are fighting for wine, how can we not have poetry? Mr. Kong Chen and Mr. Di, how many years have you been classmates? He is also a Jinshi in the same ranking, with profound knowledge, reciting poems and composing poems, showing his elegance."
"Today, we are having a drinking contest, and we need to sing to the wine. Lord Kong Chen, Master Di, do you dare to sing a poem to me to wish you a happy drink?"
When Kong Chen heard this, he immediately became energetic and looked sideways at Yan Qi: "Master Yan is very interested in poetry?"
Yan Qi chuckled: "I'm just interested."
Kong Chen said: "Could it be that Mr. Yan was also a Jinshi?"
Yan Qi shook his head: "No!"
"Then Mr. Yan is a scholar?"
"No!"
Kong Chen was stunned: "Where does Mr. Yan study?"
Yan Qi smiled drunkenly: "I haven't read a book, and I haven't even been to a private school for a day."
"You haven't been to school all day?"
Kong Chen was startled, and Shanshan smiled and said, "Then how can you write poetry?"
He looked at An Tian again: "An Tongpan, Master Yan, are you joking? Has he really not been to private school for a whole day?"
An Tian smiled mysteriously: "It's true that my eldest brother has never been to a private school."
"this……"
Kong Chen felt dizzy for a while: "If this is the case, if Mr. Yan writes poetry, I'm afraid it will be..."
The rest of the words were not spoken.
Yan Qi guessed what Kong Chen said and laughed: "I can only write some limericks, so I should accompany Mr. Kong Chen and Mr. Di to have fun. The protagonists are still you two Jinshi."
An Tian clapped his hands on the side: "Okay, I will be the judge. Master Kong Chen, you are a guest. How about you write a poem first?"
Kong Chen loved poetry.
Especially in front of Di Renfeng, he must not be embarrassed.
I remember when they were classmates, they held their breath and competed with each other.
Now, decades later, they are competing face to face again, which makes them even more unable to admit defeat.
Kong Chen smiled confidently: "That's fine, I'll come first. I'll be able to make some suggestions and make everyone smile."
He thought for a moment and chanted: "
Today’s drinking party,
A breath of trouble goes away.
Wandering to guard against troubles,
Troubles flow from east to west. "
An Tian couldn't help but applaud: "What a poem, what a poem. Three sentences in a poem are inseparable from the word 'troubles'. But a glass of turbid wine can wash away the melancholy for a hundred turns. Three thousand threads of worries are all gone. It has a high realm and artistic conception." Deeply, admire, admire!”
Kong Chen tied his beard and looked extremely proud.
Although this poem is simple, its artistic conception is wonderful.
Di Renfeng looked at Kong Chen's proud and confident look, and suddenly felt a lot of pressure.
No, I can never be suppressed by an old bird like Kong Chen.
