Chapter Seventy-Three The Charm of That Night

  Wine does not get drunk, everyone gets drunk by themselves, borrowing wine to dispel worries only adds more worries.

  He gulped down the strong liquor mouthful by mouthful, and Ling Luona's already unsteady footsteps became even more erratic.

  Back in the cave, Ling Luofei fell onto the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

  "Hey, Ling Shidi, can't drink and don't know how to drink less? Drunk like this!" A purple figure flashed by, and Cui'er's figure appeared beside Ling Luoyu's bed.

  She gently shook her head, Qiao'er stepped forward a few steps, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently touched Ling Luoyu's scorching hot forehead. Qiao'er carefully pulled up the quilt and gently covered it over Ling Luoyu's body.

  "Normally, I didn't notice, but although Young Master Ling looks a bit weak, he's actually quite handsome when you take a closer look!" Cui'er said to herself as she gently stroked Ling Luofei's cheek.

  "Ling Shidi, Ling Shidi, now that the stinky woman is gone, you still have me, Chuoer. Actually, from the moment I saw you for the first time, I was hopelessly in love with you, did you know? In order to be closer to you every day, I've been thinking of ways to make it happen. The other day, when you ignored me, do you know how heartbroken I was?" Chuoer's pretty face turned slightly red as she secretly glanced outside the cave.

  Seeing that there was no one around, Qiao'er finally put her mind at ease, slowly lowered her body, and gently kissed the forehead of Ling Luo's feathers, but immediately afterwards she blushed and quickly withdrew.

  "Magical Butterfly, don't leave me! I have a deep affection for you, why are you treating me like this!" Ling Luoyu murmured in his sleep, suddenly stretching out his hands and tightly embracing Qiao'er, then flipping over and pressing her firmly beneath him.

  "No, Ling Shidi, don't do this! I'm Qiao Er!" Qiao Er, who was suddenly pinned down by Ling Luoye, felt Ling Luoye's heartbeat and body temperature, her face flushing red with panic and confusion.

  "How did Young Master Ling suddenly become so powerful? Is it true that when men drink too much wine, their strength increases greatly?" Xiao Er struggled hard to break free from Ling Luoyu's restraints, but she didn't know whether it was because Ling Luoyu's strength had suddenly increased or her own strength had suddenly decreased. After struggling for half a day, she was still firmly pinned under Ling Luoyu.

  "Ling Shidi, wake up! I'm Qiao Er, not your Zi Die!" Qiao Er wanted to shout loudly, but her voice was barely audible, perhaps only she herself could hear it.

  As Ling's hands moved ceaselessly, Qiao felt a strange, tingling sensation spreading throughout her body. It was an indescribable feeling that she couldn't tell whether it was pain or pleasure, only knowing that under this feeling, she couldn't muster up any strength and just wanted to indulge in it forever.

  A big mouth with a strong smell of wine covered Qiao's lips, at this time even if she wanted to shout, there was no chance at all. Piece by piece, her clothes slowly fell off, and Qiao shyly closed those beautiful eyes that were full of spring.

  Her body shook, her lower body slightly arched, a mournful cry echoed, and suddenly the whole room... (The following content is not suitable for minors, to avoid harmony, it is omitted here)

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  The morning sunlight is so touching, although it cannot shine directly into the cave, but also makes the whole cave bright.

  Another brand new day.

  She stretched and slowly sat up from the bed, muttering to herself: "This sleep was really good, it's so refreshing! I haven't felt this comfortable in years!"

  Thinking of that enchanting scene in my dream, I couldn't help but burst out laughing foolishly.

  Suddenly, Ling Luoyu was stunned, because he saw the pieces of purple fabric scattered on the ground, and also saw the red marks left on the bed sheet.

  "Could it be that last night's scene wasn't a dream but reality!" Ling Luoyu felt dizzy for a moment, she had drunk too much wine yesterday and was still in a daze, only vaguely remembering something happening, but couldn't recall clearly, thinking it was all just a dream.

  "They say that after drinking, did I do something wrong last night under the influence of alcohol?" Ling Luoyu slapped herself hard on the ear, staring blankly at the bloodstain on the bed sheet and then gazing at the purple fabric scraps on the floor.

  "Ling Luo Yu, you've always thought of yourself as a righteous and chivalrous man, but now that you've done something so despicable, do you still have the face to show yourself in public?" Ling Luo Yu smiled wryly and shook his head.

  Who is that person? Zi Die, it's impossible. Looking at the purple fabric on the ground, it seems she should also be a core disciple of the Xuan Xiao Sect. Among the core disciples, which sister would come to her place? Could it be her? Thinking of this, the answer was already on the tip of her tongue.

  "Since I've already done something wrong, the consequences can only be borne by myself. This is a responsibility that a man should undertake!" Ling Luo Yu nodded firmly and walked out of the cave with big strides.

  This is a small mountain peak on the outer edge of Wuxian Peak. The mountain peak is not big, nor is it very high, but it is extremely steep.

  On the summit of the towering peak, Xiao Qi sat cross-legged in solitude.

  "Unexpectedly, it's like this with Ling Shidi..." Qiao'er sighed, recalling the events of last night on Mount Wu, thinking about the intoxicating taste that had left her enchanted. Qiao'er couldn't help but blush, and her body began to heat up.

  "Unfortunately, Ling Shidi's heart was thinking of that stinky woman, even when he did that thing with me, he called out that stinky woman's name!" Cui'er felt a pang of sadness, and several lines of clear tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.

  Since ancient times, there have been many sentimental people who are left with endless regret and longing that will never fade away.

  Ling Shidi, although you never had me in your heart, I'm glad to have given my whole self to you. Cui'er's wish is fulfilled. From now on, it's unlikely that Cui'er will be able to meet with you again! With a flash of her figure, she vanished into thin air.

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