Supreme Alchemist
Chapter 2513: 2503: Chu Meng Acting Drunken

Chapter 2513: Chapter 2503: Chu Meng Acting Drunken

Long Yan looked at Chu Meng with a mix of laughter and tears. This woman had just poured him a bowl of wine, only to have it switched back, so he stood up and poured Chu Meng a full one in return.

“Good wine!”

Chu Meng drank it down in one go, her face full of flirtatious charm, leaving Long Yan standing there dumbfounded for a moment.

“You can’t drink anymore.”

Long Yan chuckled reluctantly and tried to reason with her, but Chu Meng just glared at him fiercely, indicating she wanted him to pour more wine.

So, our Grandpa Long strangely ended up like a little maid, pouring wine for Chu Meng bowl after bowl. There were several times Long Yan wanted to snatch Chu Meng’s wine bowl or pour her a little less, but who knew that Chu Meng, with her cute big eyes, would tap the table with her slender fingers every time he poured less, showing her displeasure.

“What are you doing, what are you doing.”

As soon as Chu Meng said this, Long Yan dared not pour less. He never thought this silly girl couldn’t even stand up, yet her eyes were so sharp.

After pouring out all the wine from his wine bottle, Chu Meng looked blankly at the empty space under her feet and shouted loudly.

“Bring me three more bottles of wine.”

Long Yan wanted to stop her, but Chu Meng pinned him to his chair instead, a wine-scented breath wafting over his face, seducing his heart like a little hand. But as he chanted some Buddhist scriptures, Long Yan forced himself to calm down. As for why he knew Buddhist scriptures, it was from memorizing Venerable Liaoran’s Buddha beads.

However, Long Yan was not proficient in this area. Although he remembered the Buddhist scriptures well, he had no longing in his heart for them, rendering them useless. Instead, Long Yan felt his lips dry, hurriedly took a sip of his own white wine, and then felt a weight on his leg.

Chu Meng took advantage of her drunkenness to sit on his lap, her pretty big eyes blinking at him.

“Hmm? You are…”

“What? Can’t I sit for a while?”

Chu Meng’s face was red, using the excuse of being drunk, but she was still shy for doing such a thing, yet she had resigned herself to it.

Her fingers lightly hooked Long Yan’s collar, making him involuntarily draw a breath of cold air. How did he not notice before? This Chu Meng is quite a charming little demon.

Chu Meng leaned forward and whispered in Long Yan’s ear, blowing a gentle breath that made him blush.

Seeking help with his gaze from the people around, but among the three present, Chu Lu was slumped on a chair, drooling as if playing it up, and next to him, Zhu Ying was continually wiping Chu Lu’s hands and face without noticing this side, though Long Yan clearly saw the smile at the corner of her mouth. Tian Luo Yi, possibly drunk, just stared hard at her wine glass as if trying to shatter it with her mind.

Tian Luo Yi, with her keen perception, naturally felt Long Yan looking at her, but seeing Chu Meng clinging to Long Yan, this assassin acted blind, pulled out a wooden stick from under her chair, lightly tapped the ground, and turned away, pretending not to see.

Long Yan didn’t know what else to say, so he could only let Chu Meng “run wild” on him. The momentum of Dou Baigu Pusa, and Zhan Lie Di Xiong, was long gone.

“Hey, everyone is watching, can we come down?”

Chu Meng casually turned her head, smacked her lips, and said.

“Who’s watching? No one’s here.”

Long Yan really wanted to give that innocent little head a tap, but after thinking it over, he refrained, and spoke to Chu Meng in a nearly pleading tone.

“I’m a grown man, but don’t you care about your girl face?”

“It’s fine, I don’t mind.”

Seeing Chu Meng wrapping her arm around his neck again, Long Yan was at a loss, thinking he can never drink with this girl Chu Meng again. Things were just fine, and then she suddenly had “bad intentions” for him.

But Long Yan didn’t know, that there was a spark called reason flickering in Chu Meng’s beautiful eyes.

It’s not the wine that’s intoxicating, but the person themselves.

“Hey, let me ask you a question.”

Chu Meng suddenly spoke, and Long Yan noticed her voice was a bit off, close to choking.

“If, I’m saying if, I met you first, would you choose me?”

Chu Meng’s voice, though small, clearly reached Long Yan’s ears, making his heart feel complicated, feeling instinctively that this was a betrayal to Lingxi. However, Chu Meng’s appearance made him feel a hint of compassion.

“Maybe…”

Long Yan answered ambiguously, now just wanting Chu Meng to get off him, as he almost couldn’t control his primitive power.

“I don’t want such a vague answer. If I met you first, would you choose me?”

Chu Meng’s eyes seemed ready to overflow with tears, forcibly pulling Long Yan’s head to the same level with hers, her voice as gentle as the spring breeze.

“The person I love, we knew each other in a past life.”

“I won’t give up.”

Looking at Long Yan’s attitude, Chu Meng’s initially wavering heart reignited with flames. She couldn’t believe she was inferior to others; Long Yan could only helplessly smile, but finally, Chu Meng got off him.

Letting out a long sigh of relief, but right after Chu Meng hooked Long Yan’s arm again, her gaze like a cunning fox, her long beautiful eyes glimmering like stars.

“Come on, let’s drink.”

Long Yan discreetly tried to pull his arm out from Chu Meng’s embrace but failed, not knowing where this girl got such strength, enough that even Long Yan’s power failed to break free.

He could only use his other hand to rub his temples, feeling his whole being buzzing, when a voice came from behind, accompanied by a light tinkling sound.

“Fortune-telling for one or two, accurate or no pay!”

With this shout, the previously noisy mercenary hall quieted down, and even Chu Meng, who was holding onto Long Yan’s arm, instinctively turned to look back. This gave Long Yan the chance to try to withdraw his arm, but he was met with a fierce glare from Chu Meng, daring not to make a move again, only quietly watching the direction of the gate.

“Sun Baxian, come in and give us a reading!”