I lost my brother

Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Kun Hong's nose was almost crooked, and he thought that the Sui bamboo slips had not been seen for two years, and in terms of shame, they were more and more true to his master, so shameless!The same goes for Le Zhiyu, if he hadn't been for his own grandson, he would have kicked him out a long time ago with such a stubborn temper!

Le Zhiyu looked back at Kun Hong and dared not say anything: "Grandpa, why are you getting more and more stingy now, Sui Jian is not someone else, he is my friend."

Sui Jian smiled innocently.

Kun Hong: "..."

This is not picked up by my own grandson, this is not picked up by my own grandson, this is not picked up by my own grandson...

Kun Hong took a deep breath, not reconciled to the fact that the sake in the village, which had only been brewed in a few jars in 20 years, was so easily cheap, Sui Jian, a wicked boy, look, his own grandson was spoiled by him!

Kun Hong stroked his beard and said calmly: "It's not impossible to want sake. If you can drink a hundred different kinds of wine in our village and still stay awake, why not let you take a pot away."

Hearing this, Zhu Lin finally cast his eyes on them with interest.

Le Zhiyu widened his eyes and said, "One hundred kinds! Grandpa just wants to drink him to death!"

Kun Hong was furious in his heart, wishing to shut up Le Zhiyu's mouth.

"That's 99 kinds."

Le Zhiyu continued to bend his elbow and said, "It's not too bad, or twenty kinds..."

Kun Hong jumped angrily and said: "Fifty kinds! There is no negotiation at all!"

Only then did Le Zhiyu shut his mouth embarrassingly.

Sui Jian knew that this should be the bottom line, she cupped her hands and said, "As Elder Kun said, I hope Elder Kun can keep his promise." He turned his head to Le Zhiyu, blinked at him, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Brother Le. "

Le Zhiyu waved his hand and said worryingly, "That's fifty different kinds of wine, you can count on your luck."

Kun Hong snorted coldly, and said loudly: "Set up the wine array!"

The wine fair in the Qingjiu village is only held once a year on New Year’s Day. People in the village, regardless of gender, old or young, can participate. Whoever drinks the most types of wine will win the blessing of the god of wine for this year. Have a good time.

People in Qingjiu Village are doomed to be accompanied by wine for the rest of their lives from the moment they come into the world. Even a three- or four-year-old child can tell a series of recipes of different wines like a treasure.Even so, the highest record of the wine array is only 87 kinds, and the hundred kinds that Kun Hong said at the beginning is obviously trying to force others to do something difficult.

Even with the help of Le Zhiyu, reducing the number to fifty would be quite difficult for Sui Jian. He didn't have much control over his drinking capacity, and usually had two drinks with Master at most, and Xie Hanzi refused to let him drink after the two drinks drank.

He remembered what the master said, "It's okay to taste some things, don't be attached, and you can be strong without desire."

Although Xie Hanzi taught him in such a high-sounding manner, he was greedy for what was in the cup without hesitation, and said plausibly: "I'm a teacher at such an age, don't worry about that, just be happy as you like."

All in all, Sui Jian still doesn't know how much he can drink.

Soon, two tables that were two arms wide and shaped like taller benches were placed in front of them, and fifty white jade wine glasses were placed squarely on them.

Guo Zi said in a voice like Hong Zhong: "There are no rules, just keep drinking, don't deliberately delay the time, if you can stand up after drinking, you will win."

Sui Jian nodded with a smile, and waved to Zhu Lin, who was standing aside watching the fun.Zhu Lin raised his eyebrows, walked over slowly, and jokingly said, "Why, I still think it's easier to grab it directly?"

Sui Jian didn't say a word, but looked at Zhu Lin's eyes gently. Zhu Lin was inexplicably stared at by him, and Sui Jian suddenly raised her hand, landed on top of his head, and gently touched his head.

Zhu Lin: "..." He felt that Sui Jian was already drunk before drinking.

Sui Jian turned around and walked towards the long table, picked up the first glass of wine, took a sip, carefully savored the lingering fragrance in her mouth and said, "Pear blossom white?"

People around shouted: "That's right! Continue!"

Sui Jian was not angry, she drank the remaining bottom of the cup with a smile on her face, picked up the second cup, stuffed it in without a pause, then the third cup, the fourth cup...

In terms of alcohol capacity, the amount of alcohol consumed by a single type of wine is not comparable to the amount of alcohol consumed by drinking many different wines at the same time. If the purity of the former wine is small, you can drink as much as you want, but for the latter, even if the amount is small, you will still be intoxicated if you drink a few more. of.

He drank the tenth glass like drinking water, smashed his mouth, gently stroked the wine glass with his fingertips, and said reminiscingly: "This is Zhuyeqing." Then the old god picked up the No.11 cup.

Kun Hong never expected that he could drink so many kinds of wine without changing his face. Every kind of wine here is brewed by Qingjiu Village itself. It is very pure without water, and ordinary people can't hold on to many kinds.

He stared straight at Sui Jian drinking one cup after another without even spilling a drop of wine, he couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

When Sui Jian drank the No.30 cup and finally stopped, Kun Hong was overjoyed, thinking that he could finally hold on, and saw Sui Jian raised his hand to his mouth and hiccupped a little. Then pick up the next glass.

Kun Hong: "..."

Sui Jian drank fifty glasses in a row, and after drinking the last glass, he turned to Kun Hong with the glass in his hand, pointed at the empty bottom of the glass at him, and said without changing expression, "Thank you, Mr. Kun, for letting go."

Le Zhiyu clapped his hands excitedly and said, "Little Jane, yes, you, I didn't expect you to hide such a trick."

Sui Jian smiled lightly.

Kun Hong said in a deep voice, "Who took the wine?"

A dark-skinned man came out, cupped his hands and said, "It's me."

Kun Hong said: "Is there any water?"

The man said seriously: "No."

Kun Hong sighed when he heard the words, and said in resignation: "Forget it, I'll give you a pot."

After Sui Jian heard his words, she was still smiling, but she lay on her back on the ground, unconscious.It turned out that his nerves had been numb by those wines long ago, and he has been holding on until now!

Before the others had time to react, Zhu Lin strode forward and picked up the Sui slips that had softened into a puddle of mud.

The people in Qingjiu Village looked at Sui Jian with admiration, and several people enthusiastically said: "Take him to find a room to sleep before leaving." Before the village owner nodded in agreement, a group of people excitedly led Zhu Lin and the others away .

Kun Hong: "..." Reversed, all reversed, who is the master of the village!

Zhu Lin boiled some hot water, soaked a handkerchief in the water, wrung it dry and wiped Sui Jian's face with it.Sui Jian thought it was hot, and kept turning his face to avoid it, but Zhu Lin pinched his chin and continued to wipe him.

Seeing that she couldn't dodge, Sui Jian got impatient and went straight to her hands, trying to slap away the thing that had been moving around her face.It just so happened that Zhu Lin finished wiping his face, grabbed his dishonest hands, and began to wipe them carefully. The clear joints were stroked by the handkerchief one by one, and the fingers were not let go.

Sui Jian was so worn out that she lost her temper, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her closed eyes slightly opened a gap, staring at the slightly gentle figure who was against the candlelight, and murmured: "Zhu Lin."

Zhu Lin paused for a moment, raised his eyes to lock his bewildered face firmly, and asked in disbelief, "What did you call me?"

It wasn't the first time that Sui Jian called him "Zhu Lin", but for some reason, this time his heart beat especially fast.

The door of the room was pushed open, and Le Zhiyu came over with a bowl in his hand, and said in his mouth: "Hurry up, hangover soup, drink fifty kinds of wine at once, the stamina will be great, drink it This can be better."

Zhu Lin pursed his lips, got up and threw the cold handkerchief into the basin, turned around and saw Sui Jian sitting up unsteadily, holding Le Zhiyu's hand and shouting affectionately: "Zhu Lin. "

Le Zhiyu poured him hangover soup with a calm face, and denied: "I'm not Zhu Lin, you are still looking for your unlucky junior, maybe you died somewhere in the corner, be obedient, don't worry about it."

Zhu Lin: "..."

Sui Jian drank the hangover soup in two sips, and accidentally hiccupped because she drank it too quickly.Hearing this, shaking the empty bowl with one hand, he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes: "Fart! Zhu Lin is still alive!"

Le Zhiyu had a real rivalry with a drunkard, and snatched the bowl from Sui Jian's hand in one fell swoop, hating iron for not being able to find it, saying, "If you can't find it while you're alive, it means that people have forgotten you a long time ago! You're still begging for nothing!" Lai thinking about it! Stupid! Idiot!"

Zhu Lin: "..."

Sui Jian covered her ears with her hands, blinked her eyes slowly, and said inarticulately, "Don't say it! Believe it or not... I'll slap you!"

Le Zhiyu laughed and said seriously, "I can hit ten of you."

Zhu Lin couldn't stand it anymore, picked up Le Zhiyu who was bullying the drunkard, turned around and threw him out of the door, and closed the door neatly.

Le Zhiyu didn't react until he was thrown out, and yelled outside the door: "Hit ten! It doesn't take much effort!" His appearance was more like a drunk than Sui Jian.

Sui Jian frowned, got out of bed crookedly, and rolled up her sleeves without wearing her shoes, and said vaguely, "Come on! I'm not afraid of you!"

Zhu Lin hilariously grabbed his arm to prevent him from falling.

Sui Jian supported Zhu Lin's arm, raised her misty eyes, drooped her eyebrows, and said aggrievedly, "He said you were dead."

Yoyo, I'm so wronged, it turns out that you become so soft when you're drunk.

The corners of Zhu Lin's lips raised slightly, and he coaxed softly: "If you don't listen to him, he's out of his mind."

Sui Jian nodded seriously, and said forcefully, "Yes, it's not normal."

Seeing that he was still stepping on the ground with bare feet, Zhu Lin was worried that he would catch cold, so he wrapped his arms around his waist and lifted him off the ground.

Sui Jian stepped on Zhu Lin's shoe with her toes, her upper body was pressed against his warm chest, her hands clasped Zhu Lin's shoulders, her eyesight suddenly became much wider, she lowered her head and smiled, quite shamelessly :"I am taller than you."

Zhu Lin rolled his eyes, took two steps, and threw him directly on the bed behind him.

Sui Jian was thrown into a mess, lying on the bedside and making a gesture of vomiting.Zhu Lin immediately felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, but Sui Jian didn't spit out anything after lying on the ground for a long time. Instead, he stared at his own boots on the ground, rather puzzled, "Why did these shoes go to the sky?"

Zhu Lin turned him over, sat on the edge of the bed, put his hands in prison, surrounded Sui Jian in his territory, and asked seriously with a straight face: "Who am I?"

Sui Jian looked at Zhu Lin, who was close in front of her, and kept being silly, but didn't speak.

Zhu Lin frowned slightly, and with a thought, he took advantage of the danger and said, "I'll kiss you if you smile like that again."

Sui Jian didn't know if she understood or not, she kept on giggling.

Zhu Lin's eyes became deep, and he lowered his head and slowly approached the prey who didn't know the danger was coming.

Sui Jian only felt a shadow fall in front of his eyes, and then something warm and soft pressed against his lips tremblingly.He subconsciously bit it, and then realized what it was. He was stunned, and finally stopped being silly, and raised his hand to Zhu Lin's shoulder.

Zhu Lin was bitten by him unexpectedly, but it didn't hurt but itched.He sneered, laughing at the other party's slowness, he only realized something was wrong when the beast was out of the cage, and it was too late.

He grabbed the wrist that dared to block him, no longer hesitated, bit the opponent's lip in retaliation, and took a deep step without a teacher. Between his lips and teeth, he tasted a hint of the clear aroma of wine.

Qingjiuzhai's wine is worthy of its reputation in Jianghu, but after tasting it like this, I seem to be a little drunk.

Sui Jian's hands were restrained, and she forgot how to resist for a while, and she couldn't take a breath, so she could only be dizzy and let others be frivolous.

Fearing that he would be suffocated to death, he was so anxious that he kicked his legs wildly and his face turned red, so Zhu Lin reluctantly let him go.

While the other party was panting, Zhu Lin stared at him and said quietly, "Who am I?"

Sui Jian kept hiding, shaking her head in shock.

Zhu Lin watched him hide in the corner of the bed maliciously, grabbed his waist and dragged him back, pecked at the corner of his bitten lips, and said with a smile: "I really don't know?"

Sui Jian covered her mouth, the mist in her eyes became thicker, she shook her head pitifully, then nodded with some hesitation after a while, and said in a muffled voice, "Zhu Lin."

Zhu Lin's mood suddenly became particularly bright, and the corners of his eyes and brows were stained with a bright smile, and he continued to coax softly: "When did you find out?"

Sui Jian stared at his smile unconsciously, and seriously pretended to be stupid when he heard his question. Seeing that Zhu Lin was about to approach again, she immediately huddled together, and said quickly: "Guess!"

Zhu Lin seemed dissatisfied with the answer, kneading his earlobe, which was dyed a touch of crimson, and a little hot, threatened: "I will kiss you if I don't tell the truth."

Sui Jian was frightened of him. With a short sound of unknown meaning in her throat, she turned around and buried her head in the quilt, as if she could escape the fate of being bullied.

Zhu Lin leisurely pushed aside the quilt, dug out the person who was trying to hide in the quilt, and skillfully helped him take off his coat, untied his hair belt, and stretched out his hand to pinch the back of his neck.

Xu was so comfortable being pinched, the drunk lost his helmet and armor in an instant, forgot how he was bullied just now, and was honestly stripped down to his underwear by the other party, and stuffed back into the bedding.

The bully also lay down and extinguished the lamp on the table with his palm.

Xu Shi was blinded by the black light and stimulated a certain defensive nerve of the drunk, so Sui Jian immediately covered the quilt on top of her head.

Zhu Lin had no choice but to dig him out again, and raised three fingers to promise, "I won't move you."

He pressed a light kiss on Sui Jian's forehead in the dark, and whispered: "Will you remember what you said when you wake up?"

Sui Jian shook her head in bewilderment, Zhu Lin didn't understand whether he didn't know himself, or simply didn't remember, stretched out his hand to hold the other party in his arms, and sighed.

Even though Sui Jian was so drunk that she was unconscious, she could still feel the loss of the other party.He raised his face hesitantly, and learned to peck lightly on the center of the other's eyebrows.

Zhu Lin paused, and clearly felt a reaction somewhere in his body. He covered his eyelids with hot palms to cover up, and struggled: "I want you to remember, but I don't want you to remember."

Sui Jian didn't understand what he meant, she blinked her eyes twice, her eyelashes brushed against Zhu Lin's palm like a small brush, itching.

Zhu Lin teased him for a long time, but instead he made himself mad, and he was going crazy.

He hesitated to get closer, then pecked lightly on the other's lips, closed his eyes and silently recited the mantra of pure heart, and said with restraint: "Go to sleep."

Sui Jian's intuition for danger played a role at this moment, and she sensed some danger, so she quickly closed her eyes obediently.

It was a good night's sleep.

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Zhu Lin: Senior brother kisses, hugs and holds high (?) The achievement has been achieved.