Liu Yi was up to nothing. She just kept drinking. She and Lu Li had seven or eight goblets in a row. It was okay for him, but Liu Yi blushed and her eyes misted. Obviously, she was drunk.
Admittedly, even though Liu Yi was not extremely pretty, she was one of the best. Particularly, she had in her an elegant temperament that was with her since she was born in a big family, something that girls born in the Di Long Tribe could not compare to.
A beauty had been intoxicated. Her skin was rosy in color, and her charming body was soft; her actions were powerless and her eyes were misty.
It was all very inviting. Lu Li himself had quite a few drinks. He was an energetic young man who rarely came in contact with the fairer sex, not to mention drinking wine with a pretty lady at such proximity.
