77 Yuan Ze Says, "This Matter Is Going To Be A Success!"

"Ha…"

"Awesome!"

Jiu Jiu, who had just chugged alcohol, was lying on the low table. Her face was red, and she held the empty wine pot in her hand. She let out two sighs of comfort and satisfaction.

Beside her, Ling'e was at a loss and did not know if she should laugh or cry. She persuaded, "Aunt-Master, you're too reliant on wine."

"Hey, hey, hey." Jiu Jiu sighed softly. "It's my habit and my interest. I can't just throw it away! If I throw it away, I'll lose my vitality!"

"Little Ling'e, I haven't seen you for a few years and you've gotten prettier again. Come and let me take a look at you!"

"Aunt-Master, the array formation is broken. Stop fooling around…"

Ling'e smiled bitterly and dodged lightly. Jiu Jiu, who was slightly drunk, did not force her. She simply pinched Ling'e's face and leaned back.

To her, it was too tiring to sit. It was better to lie down comfortably.