After a few rounds of drinks, the dishes came in five flavors.
Qin Yi kept praising the Village Chief's osmanthus wine, raising his glass repeatedly.
In the end, unconsciously, both jars of wine were finished.
Qin Yi himself was slightly tipsy, but Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing's eyes were bright, showing no signs of intoxication.
Qin Yi picked up the wine jar, poured wine for everyone, his fingertip flashed with a purple glow, and a purple light merged into the wine.
"Come on, cheers! Let's celebrate Mo Shao embracing the beauty."
Bai Jingqing, though seething with anger, found herself helpless in front of a rogue like Qin Yi. She could only continue drinking.
Thud, thud.
After drinking this bowl of wine, both Bai Jingqing and Mo Wuji collapsed on the table, knocking over the bowls and chopsticks in front of them.
