Chapter 160: Accompany Me to Drink

“If the heavens didn’t give birth to me, Xiu Qingcheng, the way of wine would be as long as an eternal night!”

Following Xiu Qingcheng’s seemingly crazed shout, she pointed forcefully at a wine cup on the table before her.

Instantly, a stream of wine, clear as a forest brook, traced a graceful curve and landed precisely into the smooth-walled cup.

However, despite Xiu Qingcheng’s grand posturing, which might make the uninformed think it was some immortal spell creating wine from thin air, it was actually just Meng Yingxing holding a broken wine jar beside her, pouring wine into Xiu Qingcheng’s cup with a “glug-glug” sound.

The wine was high-quality liquor bought from a shopkeeper in Yongning City who had suffered from the demonic beast attack; the jar was somewhat broken and leaking.

The cup was one with a chipped corner, smashed on the ground after the disciple’s residence was attacked by demonic beasts.

The table was one missing a corner, propped up by a few wooden boards after the disciple’s residence was attacked by demonic beasts.

Inside and out, only the people were intact and unharmed.

Meng Yingxing put down the wine jar and glanced at the wall with a hole in it nearby.

With Miao Miao’s help, they had managed to repair the wall ahead of schedule, at least to the point where it could block strong winds.

As for now, Meng Yingxing had laid down some straw in another empty room of his disciple’s residence, temporarily settling Miao Miao in there.

He had to fulfill the pie-in-the-sky promises his master had made, step by step.

The cat his master kept seemed to get along well with Miao Miao; ever since claiming kingship on top of Miao Miao’s head, it hadn’t come down.

And Xiu Qingcheng, right now, only had eyes for the wine she was about to drink into her belly.

Looking at the cup filled to the brim by Meng Yingxing and seeing her own reflection in the wine, she couldn’t help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips.

“Disciple, you’ve finally enlightened; you actually filled it so full for me.”

“Exquisite!”

Xiu Qingcheng gave Meng Yingxing a big thumbs up.

She remembered back when they were drinking at the Wind Return Ferry Inn, she asked Meng Yingxing to fill it up, but every time he only poured a little bit at the bottom.

It made Xiu Qingcheng so angry she wanted to smack his head every time.

Hearing this, Meng Yingxing smiled bitterly.

“If Master keeps hitting my head like this, I’ll definitely become stupid, right?”

Xiu Qingcheng brought the fingers of both hands together, picked up the wine cup straight up, and pressed the rim against her lips.

“Tch, I wouldn’t bother hitting anyone else! You complain about becoming stupid, but I complain about my hand hurting from hitting you!”

She huffed lightly, then took a gentle sip of the liquor in the cup.

The rich, mellow fragrance invaded her mouth and teeth, making Xiu Qingcheng shiver.

“Good wine!”

After taking a sip, Xiu Qingcheng began to feel reluctant to part with the wine in the cup.

She thought there wouldn’t be wine better than modern craftsmanship in the Nine Provinces of Jintian, but she was wrong.

This wine Meng Yingxing had scavenged actually surpassed many of the good wines Xiu Qingcheng had drunk in her previous life.

If conditions allowed, she really wanted an Endless Wine Pot, fill ‘er up!

Perhaps seeing the reluctance in Xiu Qingcheng’s eyes, Meng Yingxing, like performing a magic trick, took out several more intact jars of the same wine from his Universe Bag and slammed them onto the table.

Right now, in Xiu Qingcheng’s eyes, Meng Yingxing was like Dorae-Meng.

“This time, I really prepared to reward Master properly.”

“From the bottom of my heart!”

Meng Yingxing said incredibly seriously and sincerely.

Xiu Qingcheng was stunned, her eyes slanted instantly, and then she made a “you rascal” gesture.

“Disciple, oh disciple, if you had been this sensible earlier, you wouldn’t have gotten your head smacked back at Wind Return Ferry!”

Saying this, Xiu Qingcheng gathered all the wine jars Meng Yingxing put out into her arms with a face full of happiness.

“Hehe, all mine!”

“Mn, all prepared for you, Master.”

There was a trace of doting in Meng Yingxing’s tone. Deep in his eyes, he saw Xiu Qingcheng blooming with joy, the corners of her lips curling up.

Visible sparkling flowers seemed to bloom on Master’s face.

After that, every time Xiu Qingcheng finished a cup of wine, Meng Yingxing would thoughtfully refill it for her.

This time, Xiu Qingcheng drank to her heart’s content.

After a few cups of wine, Xiu Qingcheng’s face gradually began to be dyed with rosy clouds.

Seeing the bottom of Xiu Qingcheng’s cup, Meng Yingxing actively filled it to the brim again.

However, this time, just as Meng Yingxing was about to push the wine cup in front of Xiu Qingcheng, his hand holding the cup was slapped and grabbed by Xiu Qingcheng.

“Master?”

Meng Yingxing tilted his face slightly, somewhat puzzled.

Xiu Qingcheng frowned, putting on an “I’m not happy” expression.

“Drinking alone is too boring; accompany me to drink.”

“Master, I don’t know how to drink.”

“Wrong! You can’t say that!”

Xiu Qingcheng’s finger pressed against Meng Yingxing’s lips, dissatisfied with his excuse.

“You should say, I can learn!”

Saying this, Xiu Qingcheng forcefully pushed back Meng Yingxing’s hand holding the full cup.

“Quick, no matter what, you must drink a cup today!”

“Otherwise, do you want me to feed you personally?”

As her voice fell, Meng Yingxing’s mind was momentarily thrown into disarray.

Mentioning feeding wine, Meng Yingxing couldn’t help but recall the last time Xiu Qingcheng was drunk and tried to feed him wine mouth-to-mouth but failed.

Meng Yingxing’s expression paused, and his gaze deepened slightly.

“Then… Master, you feed me personally.”

The Xiu Qingcheng before him seemed to have a much slower reaction time. After Meng Yingxing finished speaking, she stared blankly for a good while before barely speaking.

“You! Drink it yourself!”

Meng Yingxing was somewhat disappointed with Xiu Qingcheng’s response.

He lowered his head. The liquid in the wine cup swayed, making even the reflected shadow blurry.

“Drink quickly, drink quickly! Sing while there’s wine, for how short is life! Disciple! Drink~”

Meng Yingxing glanced at Xiu Qingcheng.

She was leaning forward, supporting her soft cheeks with both hands, her eyes shining.

She really looked exceptionally eager to see him drink.

Meng Yingxing hesitated for a moment but eventually drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

The fine wine praised to the skies by Xiu Qingcheng entered Meng Yingxing’s mouth. He only felt his throat dry up, and a ball of fire seemed to ignite in his stomach.

Although it wasn’t unacceptable, it was still somewhat uncomfortable to drink.

“Amazing, amazing!”

Xiu Qingcheng straightened up, her voice somewhat soft and sticky, and applauded quickly.

“Alright, Master, you drink.”

Meng Yingxing wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth and took several deep breaths.

With one cup of wine in his stomach, Meng Yingxing’s face turned visibly red, and very red at that.

“Disciple, your face is so red, like a monkey’s butt!”

With Meng Yingxing’s face blushing so obviously, Xiu Qingcheng naturally noticed it immediately and covered her lips to laugh.

Xiu Qingcheng’s laughter carried a soft drunkenness, falling into Meng Yingxing’s ears, making him momentarily unable to distinguish if he was drunk from the wine.

He shook his head vigorously, finding his consciousness incredibly clear.

Meng Yingxing let Xiu Qingcheng tease him wantonly and continued to pour wine for her.

A moment later, just as Meng Yingxing expected, Xiu Qingcheng, who always claimed she couldn’t get drunk from a thousand cups, was drunk as a skunk again.

At this moment, holding an empty wine cup, Xiu Qingcheng hopped around Meng Yingxing joyfully.

“Today I have nothing to do, listening to music in the brothel~”

There was intoxicated chaos in her clear gray eyes, and in that moment of immersion, all the flavors of the world were joy.

Facing such an unreliable master, Meng Yingxing shook his head, seeming to have a headache.

“Hey! Disciple! Did you also come to watch the beauties dance?”

Xiu Qingcheng suddenly squeezed next to Meng Yingxing, speaking into his ear with her face almost touching his.

Meng Yingxing looked at Xiu Qingcheng, who could no longer distinguish between illusion and dreams, and smiled: “Beauties dancing? Where are the beauties dancing?”

Just after saying this, Meng Yingxing suddenly felt the world spinning before his eyes.

Before Meng Yingxing could react, a cool softness touched his face.

“!?”

Meng Yingxing lifted his eyelids and saw Xiu Qingcheng above him, looking down at him and giggling foolishly.

“I told you to sleep on my lap before and you wouldn’t!”

“I said it was very comfortable. How is it? Not bad, right?”

His head was actually pressed onto her lap by his drunk master!?

Realizing what happened, a faint fragrance belonging to Xiu Qingcheng began to flood into Meng Yingxing’s nose. He tensed his body, daring not to turn his face to look at Xiu Qingcheng’s smooth legs.

But no matter how hard Meng Yingxing tried, the places where his face touched Xiu Qingcheng’s thighs sent a captivating softness straight to his brain.

After pulling Meng Yingxing down to rest his head on her lap, Xiu Qingcheng reached out and straightened his face.

Her slender fingers began to subconsciously poke Meng Yingxing’s forehead.

“You, oh you, you actually dared to kiss me!”

“A heinous crime!”

“You even kiss men!?”

“Disciple, do you like me?”

Drunk, Xiu Qingcheng brought up old matters.

But her attitude was completely different from when she was sober.

Listening to Xiu Qingcheng’s soft words, even though every word could make him embarrassed enough not to lift his head, Meng Yingxing’s heart suddenly calmed down.