Long Yan looked at Chu Meng with a mix of laughter and tears. This woman had just poured him a bowl of wine, only to have it switched back, so he stood up and poured Chu Meng a full one in return.
"Good wine!"
Chu Meng drank it down in one go, her face full of flirtatious charm, leaving Long Yan standing there dumbfounded for a moment.
"You can't drink anymore."
Long Yan chuckled reluctantly and tried to reason with her, but Chu Meng just glared at him fiercely, indicating she wanted him to pour more wine.
So, our Grandpa Long strangely ended up like a little maid, pouring wine for Chu Meng bowl after bowl. There were several times Long Yan wanted to snatch Chu Meng's wine bowl or pour her a little less, but who knew that Chu Meng, with her cute big eyes, would tap the table with her slender fingers every time he poured less, showing her displeasure.
"What are you doing, what are you doing."
