novelraw Chapter 369 356: The Intoxicated Fairies
Chapter 369 356: The Intoxicated Fairies
"Junior Brother Pei, don't just stand there watching us drink. Come on, have a drink with us~"
Lu Ruoxi's eyes danced as she lightly hooked a finger around her wine cup, a drunken, charming smile playing on her red lips.
She was half-reclined against the low table, her silken black hair tumbling over her shoulders, accentuating the vibrant flush on her cheeks.
"Brother Pei."
Lin Qianyan suddenly leaned in close, her slender hands cradling a Liuli cup. The alcohol had clearly gone to her head, making her eyes glisten with moisture.
Perhaps it was because the two Fairies had been locked in a fierce drinking contest, only to discover that neither could get the other drunk. Instead, both were starting to feel the strain.
So, in the end, they both turned to Pei Yuhang in unison, deciding to get him drunk first!
Now, both women were vying for Pei Yuhang to drink with them first.
Having spent many years in the company of Fairies, how could Pei Yuhang not see what they were planning?
He immediately waved his hands dismissively. "Senior Sister, Qianqian, why don't we call it a day? Drinking is supposed to be fun. Why do you have to get completely drunk and declare a winner?"
"Brother Pei is right," Qianqian cooed. "So how about you start by accepting my cup?"
With the alcohol taking hold, Lin Qianyan's tone grew soft and coquettish, making it difficult for her to maintain her usual dignified and reserved Saintess demeanor.
As she breathed in Pei Yuhang's pleasant scent, her breath inexplicably quickened. Her heart began to race, and she made a rather bold move.
She deliberately left a faint lipstick stain on the rim of the cup. As she brought it to Pei Yuhang's lips, her eyelashes fluttered, revealing a sly smile.
"How about Qianqian helps you drink it?"
Before Pei Yuhang could even speak, Lu Ruoxi, who had been watching Lin Qianyan's every little move, shot up, bracing herself on the edge of the table.
"Wait! Junior Brother Pei, this woman is shameless!"
She reached out to stop them, a flicker of delight crossing her hazy, drunken eyes.
'The best strategies involve waiting for your opponent to make a mistake.'
'Though she hadn't managed to get Lin Qianyan completely drunk, she had at least made the woman tipsy enough to dull her wits.'
'As the saying goes: the more prim and proper the Fairy, the wilder she gets when drunk.'
'That's why Lu Ruoxi had been waiting for Lin Qianyan to get drunk and reveal her obsessive side!'
Lu Ruoxi fought to keep a delighted smile from her lips. Like a child tattling to a teacher, she said to Pei Yuhang,
"Junior Brother Pei, don't drink that! Her mouth has been all over it..."
Before she could finish, Lu Ruoxi, who was also quite tipsy, accidentally swept her sleeve across the table and knocked over the Jade Pot. The clear liquor instantly drenched the lap of Pei Yuhang's robes.
The sudden, crisp sound of the pot clattering on the table seemed to sober Lin Qianyan up in an instant.
'She realized with a jolt that she'd nearly made a terrible misstep, which would have allowed that petty Lu Ruoxi to get her way and criticize her from the moral high ground.'
'Luckily, the clumsy woman with the large 'burdens' on her chest had sabotaged her own plan!'
Lin Qianyan immediately changed the subject, pulling out a handkerchief to wipe the wet patch on the front of Pei Yuhang's robes.
"Brother Pei, are you all right?"
She said this with a tone of remorse.
"Qianqian shouldn't have put the wine so close to the edge... then it wouldn't have gotten knocked over. Sigh... still, let Qianqian wipe it for you."
Hearing this, Lu Ruoxi pursed her red lips, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
'She never expected that the prim and proper Lin Qianyan would resort to such passive-aggressive, two-faced remarks after a few drinks.'
'It seemed alcohol really did bring out a different side of people!'
Lu Ruoxi gave a soft snort. With a flick of her slender hand, she produced a silk handkerchief embroidered with cloud patterns from the snowy depths of her cleavage. The handkerchief even carried a faint, milky scent.
Without a moment's hesitation, she knelt, her skirt spreading around her like lotus petals. Her fingertips gently brushed toward Pei Yuhang's pant leg as she said softly,
"Junior Brother Pei, this is your Senior Sister's fault. Let me take care of it."
"That won't be necessary, Senior Sister Lu."
Lin Qianyan's smile never faltered, but the pressure of her hand increased slightly, her fingertips 'accidentally' grazing the back of Pei Yuhang's hand. "Why don't you go wipe the wine off the table? I've got this."
A cold light flashed in Lu Ruoxi's eyes, but she maintained her gentle smile, though it didn't quite reach them.
She tilted her head, her voice soft, yet every word was laced with thorns.
"Saintess Lin, your status is so noble. How can you squat before a man like this, with no regard for your decorum, just to wipe his pants?
"This kind of menial task... you should leave it to your Senior Sister."
As she spoke, she nonchalantly reached out, her fingertips lightly pressing down on Lin Qianyan's handkerchief to stop it from moving.
Lin Qianyan chuckled sarcastically. "Oh, so Senior Sister Lu has taken a liking to my handkerchief? That's fine, I have another. You can keep that one."
With that, her elegant hand produced a new handkerchief, and she resumed dabbing at the wet patch on Pei Yuhang's robes.
Their gazes met mid-air, and you could almost see the sparks fly.
Pei Yuhang: "..."
'The Sword Immortal Pei suddenly felt the small dining room fill with the invisible smoke of battle. And he... he was the innocent battlefield.'
'Women really were a handful after they'd been drinking.'
'He found himself thinking that Liyuan's way of dealing with drunkenness—simply going straight to sleep—was actually quite a good method...'
To prevent the conflict between the two beauties vying to wipe his pants from escalating, Pei Yuhang had no choice but to help them both to their feet.
"Senior Sister, Qianqian, let's just forget about wiping my robes for a moment. Why don't we have another drink...?"
'At least when they're drinking, their mouths are too busy swallowing to argue.'
Lu Ruoxi and Lin Qianyan exchanged a glance.
"Alright!"
And then, to his dismay, Pei Yuhang discovered that the two of them had actually joined forces to get *him* drunk!
...
Meanwhile, Qing Yueqiu and Yu Gu Nan had laid their master's wife down on the bed in the bedroom.
Yu Gu Nan had just laid Ye Liyuan down and hadn't yet had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief when Ye Liyuan suddenly grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her petite form into an embrace.
"Mmm... Ah Han, we're having a baby..."
Yu Gu Nan: "..."
Qing Yueqiu, on the other hand, was worried about leaving their Master alone to deal with Lu Ruoxi, who clearly had designs on him, and Lin Qianyan, who was rumored to share some unspeakable history with him.
She quickly came up with an excuse, saying to Yu Gu Nan, "Junior Sister, I think I left something on my chair. I'll go grab it. You look after our master's wife for now."
Held in Ye Liyuan's tight embrace, Yu Gu Nan could only nod helplessly.
"Yes, Senior Sister, you should hurry back."
...
Back in the dining room, despite his excellent tolerance for alcohol, Pei Yuhang couldn't hold out against Lu Ruoxi and Lin Qianyan taking turns forcing wine on him.
Soon, his eyes grew hazy, a flush spread across his fair neck, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
'Pei Yuhang felt a prickle of annoyance. 'Senior Sister is one thing, but Qianqian, why are *you* trying to get me drunk?''
'Liyuan was just getting chummy with you, calling you her sister!'
What was worse, the sweat on his body only served to enhance his unique, bewitching scent—a fragrance potent enough to captivate any beauty in the world.
Lu Ruoxi and Lin Qianyan had only been tipsy before, but after inhaling Pei Yuhang's scent, they felt the alcohol in their systems flare up with renewed intensity.
Even they began to feel the world spin. They couldn't help but collapse against Pei Yuhang, their bodies going limp and weak, their breath coming in short, rapid gasps.
Now, all three of them were almost completely drunk. From the looks of it, Pei Yuhang was now holding one woman in his left arm and the other in his right...