Chapter 252: You Call This a Cup?

Qiao Sheng set out two tables of dishes, lest Shi Lin have something to say, she cooked two extra dishes for him.

"You eat with me."

Shi Lin sat down and said.

Qiao Sheng: "…"

She just ate, how could she eat more!

Shi Lin seemed to see it; he raised an eyebrow and said, "I let you eat so much earlier! Don't want to eat anymore? Fine, then you accompany me for a few drinks."

Eating without being full, then what kind of meal is that?

He really couldn't find anything to say!

Qiao Sheng thought it over and agreed, "Fine, I'll have a few drinks with you."

"That's more like it."

Shi Lin was pleased.

Qiao Sheng suddenly felt that he was rather easy to coax.

However.

Waiting for Shi Lin to bring the cup.

Qiao Sheng was stunned; she couldn't hold back and said, "Do you call this a cup?"

Shi Lin, with an expression unchanged, replied, "What is this if not a cup? Isn't it just a bit larger than a regular cup? You said you'd accompany me for a few drinks; are you trying to renege on your word?"

He's just waiting for you!

Did he really think her drinking capacity was still the same as before?

Qiao Sheng's drinking capacity now is much better than before.

"Fine, drink!"

Qiao Sheng personally poured for Shi Lin and herself.

The wine they drank was grape wine; not only did it smell fragrant, it tasted fragrant too, and it was a bit better than the grape wine they had drunk before.

One glass of grape wine went down.

Qiao Sheng's face flushed, red like a nearly ripe apple.

Just drinking wine alone is somewhat uncomfortable.

Qiao Sheng ate a bit more dishes.

One cup after another.

Qiao Sheng didn't get drunk; Shi Lin got drunk first.

After Shi Lin got drunk, he looked at Qiao Sheng and smiled like the foolish son of a landlord, "Qiao Sheng, you look really beautiful now, I can never get enough of you, belch…"

As he spoke, he let out a drunken belch.

Qiao Sheng thought Shi Lin would vomit, but he didn't; he murmured a phrase and leaned onto the table.

"Shi Lin…"

Qiao Sheng shouted a few times but saw no reaction, then said aloud, "Shi Lin, do you know what this is called? It's called stealing a chicken and losing the rice; you tried to get me drunk, but you got yourself drunk instead!"

She asked An Jiu for brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, when she was about to draw something on Shi Lin's face.

Shi Lin opened his eyes.

Qiao Sheng was startled; Shi Lin reached out and snatched the brush from her hand, leaned close and said, "You really thought my drinking capacity was that low, huh?"

Shi Lin's warm breath sprayed onto Qiao Sheng's face, making her feel a bit oddly uncomfortable.

Qiao Sheng instinctively stepped back.

Shi Lin's hand clasped her slender waist and pulled her into his embrace: "It's getting dark now, the atmosphere is nice, perfect for doing…"

"I'll be the one to do it!"

Qiao Sheng threw a punch.

Shi Lin grabbed her hand: "Your hands are so fair, without calluses, how do you keep them? If you don't want to be here, shall we go somewhere else?"

This guy.

Qiao Sheng wanted to bite him.

Shi Lin looked at Qiao Sheng's gaze, lightly tapped her head and said, "Just teasing you, you're the woman I want to marry, how could I be so reckless? Let's go, I'll take you to see those people; we've already captured them all."

How could he be so reckless, isn't he reckless enough?

Qiao Sheng came to her senses and followed Shi Lin, walking to the side.

After a few steps.

Qiao Sheng pressed her lips and said, "You haven't interrogated them along the way? Aren't you curious who ordered them?"

"We asked, but you didn't ask."

Shi Lin's implication made her ask again.

After a while.

Qiao Sheng, led by Shi Lin, arrived at a quiet little courtyard.

An Jiu and the others were guarding here; spotting them arrive, they greeted and pushed open a side door.

(End of chapter)