"Several days without touching alcohol~"
"At the Summit of Tai Chi Peak, Fei Wan Yu sipped a small amount of wine and leisurely leaned against the lush tree trunks, her slightly squinted, watery eyes revealing a sense of comfort."
"I've been wanting to drink these past few days while aboard the flying boat, but I didn't dare."
She had given him sugar beans when he broke through the Dao Palace Nine Stars, and after he broke through to the middle stage of merging Dao, she bent down so he could see the faint haze concealed beneath her yukata — so she worried that drinking wine in such a private setting would embolden him to flirt more boldly with Jing An.
Although she couldn't get drunk herself, the alcohol has a way of intoxicating the drinker, and especially since she had been flirting with him increasingly over the years, and since she loved him so much...
"What if he tastes the sweetness again, and what if I can't bear it and he has to hold back his desire..."
The concession to the bottom line has a first time, there will be a second, and a third time.
Being too indulgent towards a good disciple might mean missing out on a lot of fun~
So she doesn't dare to drink at all on the flying boat.
Now that she's back on Taichu Peak, she can't wait to drink a few glasses of wine while sending Lu Jin'an off to find Mu Qingyue practicing swordsmanship on the rear mountain.
Fei Wan Yu felt that something interesting was bound to happen.
"Mmm?" Fei Wan Yu's eyes suddenly brightened, as if she were a little girl, she hurriedly patted the shoulder of the winter cold: "Quickly listen, quickly listen, Qingyue's tone has changed, and it's a few degrees colder..."
"Do you think she's mad at Jin'an, or at me, her mother?"
Dong Han seemed accustomed to the stance of the deputy sect master when she discovers something interesting, so he merely helped her pour the wine, saying little.
"Not only would I not be able to hear about my own cultivation, but even if I could, I wouldn't be able to listen."
The Deputy Sect Master took them in and treated them well, but this did not mean that they could arrogantly comment on the affairs between the Deputy Sect Master, Sister, and Master Brother.
"Tsst, actually, the good disciple can still be shy sometimes~" Fei Wan Yu sipped her wine: "Qingyue didn't ask anything and mumbled and couldn't say a word. She even acted as if nothing had happened on the whole journey. Hmph~"
"Also, since this flirting was a bit too over the top, how could she possibly not be a bit shy?"
Fei Wan Yu laughed lightly, very eager to see the conversation between Qingyue and the obedient disciple, especially curious whether Qingyue would come to find her with a sword in hand after her voice started to fluctuate.
She doesn't mind at all if Qingyue is angry with her over Jin'an; on the contrary, she's quite looking forward to it.
"Not only does it find it interesting, but also I hope Qingyue can show more emotions, having a fight that eats jealousy is a very good phenomenon indeed."
Fei Wan Yu's warm and moist eyes twinkled with a smile: "I thought you were already used to your mother teasing Jin'an, thankfully that's not the case... Hmph~Let you pretend again..."
