Qin Yu took a sip of wine and, savoring the aroma, looked deeply at Fifth Daoling.
"Teaming up to attack is not the way of a nobleman."
"Facing a group alone is the style of Wuque."
This is the most gentle and kind-hearted Senior Sister in the history of Wuque, without any threat.
Fifth Daoling looked at her for a while and asked, "Are you talking about yourself or me?"
Qin Yu: "We are family after all."
The tone was soft and the gaze sincere, with three parts drunkenness and seven parts elegance, like a celestial version of Junior Sister.
Fifth Daoling turned his face away and drank.
Silent.
After a long period of silence, he finished a cup of wine, turned his head, and saw someone already drunk and lying on the red wooden floor, hugging the soft and fluffy cat in her arms. Her sleeping posture was relaxed, and her brows and figure appeared slightly hazy amid the curling smoke from the hearth.
