Song Zhiyi and Tang Yuchen entered the Peach Blossom Tower under the guidance of the waiter.

The decoration inside the Peach Blossom Building is just like in ancient times. The tables in the hall are also wooden square tables. Four benches are arranged neatly in front of the tables, just like an ancient restaurant.

The waiters here are all dressed in Tang suits, their hair is meticulously tied up with beautiful hairpins, and their every move and smile reflects the style of the Tang Dynasty.

Song Zhiyi looked at the interior of the peach blossom building, which was decorated with several large fake peach blossom trees. The bustling people in the building were holding ancient drinking bowls and chatting happily.

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but praise: "Wow! It's so beautiful here."

Tang Yuchen walked next to Song Zhiyi, looked at Song Zhiyi whose face was full of love and asked: "Is it beautiful?"

"Well," Song Zhiyi nodded, "It really feels like I have traveled to the Tang Dynasty."

The two followed the waiter upstairs and entered the box reserved by Gu Liyan.

When Song Zhiyi saw Zhou Feifei, she hurriedly sat next to her and asked, "Where did you run to?"

Zhou Feifei's face turned slightly red and she replied: "We went shopping elsewhere."

"I ordered several pots of peach blossom wine," Gu Liyan took out his cigarette case and threw a cigarette to Tang Yuchen, "We won't go home until we get drunk today."

"..."

Zhou Feifei glanced at Gu Liyan, her tone full of contempt: "Just you? You're probably drunk before you even drink."

Gu Liyan said, "Who are you looking down on?"

While talking, the waiter in Tang suit brought the first pot of peach blossom wine and said: "Dear guests, this is the most classic peach blossom wine in our store, please enjoy it slowly."

Gu Liyan took the peach blossom wine placed on the table and poured it into his wine bowl, then handed it to Zhou Feifei: "Come on, let's try this most classic one first."

After Zhou Feifei finished pouring the wine, she handed the wine bottle to Song Zhiyi.

Tang Yuchen, who had been quiet on the side, watched Song Zhiyi take the wine bottle, and couldn't help but remind him: "Drink less."

"I know." Song Zhiyi wanted to pour herself a bowl, but when she poured half the bowl, Tang Yuchen stopped her and took the wine bottle away.

Song Zhiyi looked at Tang Yuchen, who was pouring peach blossom wine for him, with some confusion.

Tang Yuchen put the wine pot on the table, met Song Zhiyi's eyes, and patiently explained to her: "Drink less. Although this kind of wine is not high in alcohol content, it has many flavors. You can taste them one by one slowly.

But don’t drink too much, or you’ll get drunk.”

I don't know if she was listening carefully, but she just replied lightly: "Oh."

Song Zhiyi brought the wine bowl close to her mouth, and the fragrance of peach blossoms hit her face. She took a slight sip, and instantly, her mouth was filled with the sweet smell of peach blossoms mixed with the faint taste of wine.

Song Zhiyi licked the corner of her mouth. At this time, she was like a little bee deeply attracted by the fragrance of peach blossoms, drinking sip after sip unsatisfied.

After serving a few more local dishes, the waiter who had served them wine walked into the private room with a pot of peach blossom wine: "Dear guests, this is the peach blossom green plum wine in our store, please enjoy it slowly.

"

Song Zhiyi looked at the newly served wine, her eyes brightened, and she stared at the pot of wine motionlessly until it turned in front of her.

Song Zhiyi couldn't wait to drink the remaining wine in the wine bowl, then poured herself half a bowl of peach blossom and green plum wine, brought it to her mouth and savored it carefully.

The fragrance of peach blossom is accompanied by the sweet and sour taste of green plum, which is sweet but not greasy in the throat and has a light fragrance.

For a moment, Song Zhiyi didn't care about eating the various special dishes on the table. After the bowl of peach blossom wine bottomed out, she immediately filled up another bowl for herself while Tang Yuchen was on the phone.

Gu Liyan and Zhou Feifei watched Song Zhiyi's every move. Gu Liyan couldn't help but tease:

"Zhiyi, you can drink if you want. Don't listen to Tang Yuchen. It's hard to come here and we just want to drink to the fullest."

"..." Song Zhiyi, who was exposed by Gu Liyan, blushed and said nothing, lowering her head and continuing to taste the wine.

Tang Yuchen was standing outside the private room door, with his back to Song Zhiyi and the others.

"Um... hello," a girl with long hair shawl walked in and looked at them a little embarrassed, "Excuse me... can you give me the WeChat ID of this handsome guy outside?

"

Gu Liyan and Zhou Feifei unanimously turned their attention to Song Zhiyi, and then pretended not to hear the girl's words, and just kept eating their dishes with their heads down.

It would be better to leave this kind of matter to Song Zhiyi, as the two of them didn't dare to say anything.

Song Zhiyi stopped drinking, turned her head and looked at the girl with confused eyes: "Go and ask him for it yourself, he is over there."

"Uh..." The girl smiled awkwardly, biting her lip and hesitated for a while before saying, "I... don't dare, and he's still on the phone. I see you guys

She must be with him, that's why I came to ask you."

Song Zhiyi nodded and said seriously: "Oh, then I'll ask for you."

After saying that, Song Zhiyi put down the bowl in her hand, stood up from the chair, walked past the blushing girl and walked to Tang Yuchen's side.

Tang Yuchen was still talking to Professor Li on the phone about academic issues. Because they had just discovered a loophole in the physics experiment, Professor Li immediately called Tang Yuchen.

Tang Yuchen felt someone suddenly appeared next to him, so he turned sideways and glanced at Song Zhiyi, then he turned around, leaned his body gently on the railing and continued to talk on the phone.

After Tang Yuchen hung up the phone, he looked at Song Zhiyi, who was standing opposite him and was in a daze, and asked, "Why are you out?"

Song Zhiyi finally came back to her senses, and then pointed to the woman standing in the door of the private room: "There is a beautiful woman over there, she wants your WeChat message."

Tang Yuchen looked in the direction Song Zhiyi pointed, glanced at it casually, then turned back and said calmly: "Well. So what?"

"I told her to ask you for it, but she said she didn't dare," Song Zhiyi said seriously, "Then, I said I would help her ask you for it."

Tang Yuchen looked at Song Zhiyi's dazed look, stretched out his hand and pinched her soft face, and asked seductively bit by bit: "That's it - do I want to give it to you?"

At this moment, Song Zhiyi could only think about the sweet and sour peach blossom wine that she had not finished drinking, and she had no intention of thinking about anything else: "It's up to you."

"It's up to me?" Tang Yuchen's gaze deepened, and he pinched Song Zhiyi's face, leaning down to look at her levelly, "It's up to me...how is this a way to make it up?"

Song Zhiyi smacked Tang Yuchen's hand away with some irritation: "You're so annoying. Do you want to give it to me?" After saying that, he turned around and went into the private room and said to the girl, "Tell him for you, go and ask."

Ask him."

Song Zhiyi returned to his seat, rubbed his somewhat groggy head, and then picked up the wine bowl that he had not finished drinking just now and continued to drink slowly.

"Hey," Zhou Feifei came over, "are you really going to help her get it?"

"Well," Song Zhiyi licked her lips, her eyes bright, "What's wrong?"

"..." Zhou Feifei could see that this ancestor was drunk and his mind was not clear. He only knew that drinking would even help his love rival.

Tang Yuchen stood outside the door and lit a cigarette. He looked lazily at the heavily made-up woman standing in front of him. Then he focused on Song Zhiyi in the private room and said slowly: "I'm sorry, I don't have contact information."

The woman glanced along Tang Yuchen's line of sight, then thought of what she had seen before, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I didn't know you had a girlfriend."

After saying that, the woman smiled sadly and left.

Tang Yuchen walked into the private room, looked at Song Zhiyi who was only focusing on drinking, frowned, stretched out his hand and took out the bowl in her hand.

Song Zhiyi was very upset by his sudden action: "What are you doing?"

"Stop drinking," Tang Yuchen put the wine bowl on the table, "You're already drunk."

"I didn't!" Song Zhiyi wanted to reach out for the wine bowl, but was stopped by Tang Yuchen's wide palm on the way.

Tang Yuchen frowned and scolded in a low voice: "Don't drink anymore."

Song Zhiyi gritted his teeth and countered Tang Yuchen: "I don't! I want to drink!"

The two of them were at a stalemate, and Gu Liyan, who was standing by, had no choice but to cough lightly to remind Tang Yuchen.

"Yu Chen, what are you doing?" Gu Liyan reminded, "Why are you taking care of this little girl? Just let the little girl drink if she wants. After all, it's a rare occasion."

When Tang Yuchen heard this, his expression darkened.

Indeed, why should he take care of Song Zhiyi? He is not qualified to take care of her.

Thinking of this, Tang Yuchen loosened his hand that restrained Song Zhiyi and sat aside with a cold face, watching Song Zhiyi drink one cup after another.

"Dear guests, this is the peach fragrant cinnamon wine in our store, please enjoy it slowly."

Although Song Zhiyi felt that her mind was a little unclear, when she heard the waiter bring another wine with another flavor, she couldn't help but get herself a glass.

The light aroma of peach blossoms blends with the sweet scent of osmanthus, sweet but not greasy.

Then a pot of peach-flavored jasmine and a pot of peach-flavored bayberry were served.

The more Song Zhiyi drank, the more he got drunk. The more he drank, the more energetic he became. He didn't care about Tang Yuchen, who had a dark face next to him. Gradually, Song Zhiyi felt that the wine bowl in front of him had a clone.

Song Zhiyi stared stupidly at the wine bowl placed in front of him, and happily pulled on Tang Yuchen's sleeve: "Look, there are two small bowls... ah, why did it become three?

Huh? Why did it become four again..."

"..." Tang Yuchen glared at Gu Liyan with some complaints, who asked him to order so many bottles of wine at once, and then rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

As expected, he was drunk.

"Hey -" Song Zhiyi turned around and looked at Tang Yuchen seriously, then suddenly pinched Tang Yuchen's face, "Your face is so soft - why do you have three heads?"

"Pfft!" The duo watching the show couldn't hold back their laughter, and then they were hit back by Tang Yuchen's sharp gaze.

Gu Liyan felt that after today, Tang Yuchen would definitely skin him alive. Thinking of this, Gu Liyan felt a chill go down his spine, and he grabbed Zhou Feifei, who was also watching the show, and ran away.

In the huge private room, only Tang Yuchen and the drunk Song Zhiyi were left in an instant.

Tang Yuchen had a dark face and stretched out his hands to try to remove the hands that were squeezing his face, but no matter how hard he pulled, it was to no avail.

"Ah!" Song Zhiyi suddenly approached Tang Yuchen, her misty eyes widened, "Your skin is also good."

Song Zhiyi's sudden approach made Tang Yuchen's body stiffen and his breathing stagnate.

Tang Yuchen frowned, his eyes slowly moved from her eyes to her lips still wet with wine drops, and his Adam's apple moved up and down.

Song Zhiyi slowly moved the hand that was squeezing Tang Yuchen's face up to Tang Yuchen's frowning eyebrows: "Why do you always frown?"

Seeing that Tang Yuchen was silent, Song Zhiyi said to herself: "Actually... I really like you, but I never dared to say it... so..."

She slowly moved her hand down to Tang Yuchen's neck, and tugged at the collar of Tang Yuchen's clothes: "Can you be my boyfriend?"
Chapter completed!