Feasting done. Drinking done.
After a few drinks, Gu Miaoyu crawled onto Renwo Kuang's back, hanging on like a koala.
But instead of catching up on some much-needed sleep, she was incessantly murmuring to herself. Sometimes, she would pick at Renwo Kuang's dandruff; sometimes, she would thump his wide back. Her hands never stopped moving.
Here was a striking man who was 11 feet tall - quite accustomed to the storms and strife of life.
As for this woman who liked to flirt with him for no reason when she was drunk, he had no good solutions.
Thankfully... there were others around who lacked that romantic touch: Renwo Lang and Renwo Pao!
The Crocodile General, over 30 feet in length, stood there stiff as a tree, staring hard at Gu Miaoyu for quite some time.
Be it because the smell of her fragrant perfume irritated its sense of smell,
or because her boisterous, drunken speech was an awful racket that gave it a headache.