Li Miao'er pulled Chen Yi to the dining table, her small face icy. The corners of her mouth twitched into a smirk as she forcibly spoke with forced calm, "Brother, hurry up and eat. I'll give you a massage later."
"Meow, don't be angry. Sister Qing'er and I didn't mean to. We were just... kissing."
Chen Yi gently pinched Sister Meow's little face. The bruises on her face had already faded—her recovery ability was truly good. However, many red marks remained on her fair, jade-like arms.
Hmph!
Li Miao'er snorted coldly, pushing his hand away. There was a faint milky scent on it, just like the smell on Milk Qing's body. Thinking about the scene earlier...
The anger in her heart instantly flared up even higher. She really wanted to push him onto the bed right now and bully him until he cried.
Damn brother! I'm gonna bully you and make you cry later!
Li Miao'er gnawed viciously at the braised pork trotter. And that Milk Cow Qing... I'll find another chance to give her a proper beating.
"Meow, don't be angry~"
Chen Yi pursed his thin lips and shook his head. It seemed Sister Miao was truly furious and ignoring him now.
He served three bowls of white rice and tasted the dishes he'd made. The flavor wasn't bad—full of color and aroma—definitely enough for a good dinner.
"Sister Qing'er, come over and eat."
Chen Yi smiled and handed the rice to Sister Qing'er. Beside him, Sister Miao suddenly shot him a sharp glance, as if she wanted to hit someone.
"Eh, Meow, I'll go get two bottles of Coke."
As soon as Chen Yi stood up, Sister Meow pushed him back down. She got up herself and brought over the decanted wine and glasses.
Watching the dark red wine slowly flow into the glass and smelling the rich aroma in the air, Chen Yi realized he hadn't tasted red wine in a long time. He couldn't help but lick his lower lip.
"Drink!"
Li Miao'er poured a full glass of red wine and handed it to her brother, her sweet voice having turned much colder.
Ye Qing'er, sitting opposite and gnawing on a pork trotter, glanced over and advised, "Xiao Yi, you're not of legal drinking age yet. You shouldn't drink alcohol."
"Sister Qing'er, this isn't hard liquor. Drinking a little is good for your health. It's fine."
Chen Yi smiled and took the red wine, gently swirling it, giving it a light sniff, then took a small sip. He narrowed his eyes, savoring the mellow, sweet flavor.
So beautiful, so elegant...
Li Miao'er squinted her crescent-moon eyes. I drink like a cow chewing on peonies, but my brother tastes it like nobility—full of elegance and grace.
I want to push him to the ground and bully him even more. To recklessly torment such a noble, glamorous male god... just thinking about it feels so good.
"Meow, this should be a premium vintage, aged about ten years. The taste is very mellow, quite full-bodied, with a faint fruity aroma. It can be considered a fine red wine."
A slight flush of intoxication colored Chen Yi's face as he gently swirled the wine in his glass, praising with a smile.
"Xiao Yi, why does mine taste sour and a bit bitter? It's not as delicious as you say."
Ye Qing'er looked at the empty glass in her hand, somewhat puzzled. Weren't we drinking the same wine? Or is it that I just don't know how to drink at all?
"It's not as good as hard liquor. It has a bitter taste."
Li Miao'er stared at her brother's moist, glistening lips and suddenly felt her mouth go a little dry. She couldn't help licking her pink lips, a sudden impulse surging in her heart.
A powerful impulse!
I really want to kick that lightbulb away, then hug my brother to bed and savor his deliciousness.
"Meow, go get a few bottles of Coke. Red wine tastes better mixed with Coke. If you're not used to drinking this kind of wine, you'll find it hard to appreciate."
After speaking, Chen Yi smiled and took another sip of his wine. In his previous life, he had drunk a lot of red wine. At first, he thought there was no alcohol that tasted good, but after drinking it for a long time, he found it wasn't bad—at least you could taste the wine in it.
"Mhm."
Li Miao'er got up and ran to the bathroom, fetching the small pouch containing the energy crystals, three bottles of iced Coke, and two bottles of Dukang vintage liquor her mother had preserved for over a decade.
She still remembered—this was liquor her mother had specially bought, saying she'd open it to entertain relatives and friends when she got married.
"Miao'er, what are you bringing this hard liquor for?" Chen Yi looked at the drinks Sister Miao brought over and asked in confusion.
Is she trying to drown her sorrows?
"This is 52-proof pure grain liquor. Kids shouldn't drink this at all—it's easy to get drunk."
Chen Yi suddenly understood something. It was highly likely this little troublemaker wanted to get him drunk, then push him down without much effort.
"Brother, these are our trophies. With so many energy crystals, of course we have to celebrate."
Li Miao'er lifted the corner of her pink lips and handed him the small white cloth pouch. Inside were over a hundred energy crystals she and Sister Qing'er hadn't distributed yet.
"Huh?"
Chen Yi opened the cloth pouch and looked. It was filled with white and red energy crystals. He calmly asked inwardly, Hope, are first-order energy crystals white?
[Yes. Apart from the source stones being blood-red, the colors are white, green, blue, red, purple, gold, five-color, seven-color, and nine-color—from low to high tier. The deeper the color, the stronger the energy.]
"Meow, Sister Qing'er, these white ones are first-order crystals. The deeper the color, the more energy they can absorb. You should just swallow them directly."
Chen Yi tossed the energy crystals to Sister Meow, picked up his rice, and started eating, trying to dispel the sour feeling in his heart.
Others can eat energy crystals to get stronger, but only I can't improve my constitution. I can only increase my mental power with healing skills. Thinking about it, I'm going to be completely depressed.
Li Miao'er's face was flushed, a clear smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. She took three glasses and poured one with the pure white liquor, another with a mix of Coke and red wine, and lastly poured a Coke for herself.
"Sister Qing'er, the rest of the red wine is for you." She pushed the half-full wine bottle over.
Ye Qing'er picked up the wine bottle, put it to her lips, and downed it in one breath. She let out a comfortable hiccup and said with a smile, "You little troublemaker, alcohol damages the brain. Especially for a kid like you—drinking too much will make you a little fool."
"Impossible! Brother, don't just eat. Have some wine to quench your thirst."
Li Miao'er wore a look of disbelief. She brought two glasses of wine to her brother, a courteous smile on her face as she gently shook his arm.
"Mhm."
Chen Yi held the rice bowl in one hand and took a sip from the white liquor glass. The strong, aromatic liquor was sweet and mellow. Tasting it carefully, it was more fragrant than the red wine.
"Meow, Sister Qing'er is right. Alcohol damages the mind; tobacco harms the body. Just drink a little, or you'll get drunk."
After speaking, Chen Yi smiled and took a big swig of Coke. Coke is still comfortable—simple and happy.
Unlike hard liquor, which makes you vomit if you drink too much and easily leads to mistakes when drunk.
"Brother~ This is the wine I poured for you. You can't just drink this little bit. Finish this glass."
Li Miao'er held the wine glass in front of her brother, a smirk on her face as if she wanted to force-feed him.
"Alright, just one glass."
Chen Yi took the wine glass. He felt his alcohol tolerance wasn't bad—he wouldn't get drunk after half a jin.
Even if I do get drunk, it's fine. Drunk, you forget your worries. Just sleep comfortably.
Cough, cough...
Chen Yi downed the white liquor in the glass in one gulp. His handsome face instantly flushed red, a layer of fine sweat appearing on his forehead. He felt a bit overconfident—shouldn't have chugged hard liquor like that.