Fox Demon: Huaizhu is not a concubine, and hegemony has no wife

Chapter 275 It’s late and it’s snowing. Can I drink a glass of water?

It was still winter when I left last year, and it was already warm early spring when we met again.

Tushan has a mild climate all year round, but in Shenhuoshan Villa deep in the mainland, early spring is already very warm and the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The shade of the peach tree in full bloom cast a mottled shadow, falling on the fox demon girl who was carrying a girl almost as tall as her.

The fox demon girl smiled and looked at him.

"Hello again, Mr. Su Mu."

Tushan Yaya smiled.

"Hello again, Miss Yaya."

Su Mu also smiled, walked under the tree and came in front of her.

"You came earlier than I expected."

Tushan Yaya smiled and then asked, "Have you seen the letter I asked Sister Xiaotan to write to you?"

"I saw it. I heard you found some good wine from the Monkey King on Monkey Mountain."

"Yes, I haven't opened it yet. Want to have a drink together?"

Tushan Yaya smiled.

"it is good."

Su Mu nodded.

The two talked as they walked and soon arrived at Yaya's home.

The girl's residence seemed a bit messy. A Da and A Er were busy cleaning it up, but it was obvious that these two lackeys of Ya Ya were not very good at housework, and the house still looked messy.

A dark line appeared on Tushan Yaya's fair forehead. After leading Su Mu into the house, she drove Ada and Aer away with disgust.

The table in the room was already filled with hot tea, which was quite rich.

It was obvious that he had been preparing for a while.

After driving away Ada and Aer, Tushan Yaya walked happily to a peach tree in the yard, shoveling happily with a small shovel.

The girl's expression was cheerful, and her little hands seemed to have dug out the rhythm of fluttering butterflies.

Soon, a sealed jar was dug out by Tushan Yaya.

The fox demon girl happily held the wine jar and walked into the house. She found that Su Mu was already sitting in his seat, picking up dishes with chopsticks, without any intention of being polite.

If most people went to the table to pick up food without waiting for the host to arrive, they would probably frown. However, Tushan Yaya felt that Su Mu was genuine and quite to her liking.

"I brought the wine."

Tushan Yaya came over holding the wine jar and joked, "Don't eat it all, I'm still hungry."

Su Mu picked up a piece of chicken and put it to his mouth. While chewing, he looked at the girl and said, "You can't eat any more. You've become fat as a ball."

Tushan Yaya lowered her head, looked at her chest, and her face flushed slightly.

Then he walked to the side calmly, put the wine jar on the table, untied the rope around his waist, and put the wine pot that was almost as big as his back aside.

After doing all this, Tushan Yaya came to the table.

Su Mu had already opened the sealed mouth of the wine jar.

Once opened, the rich floral fragrance accompanied by the aroma of wine hits your nose. Just the smell makes you feel drowsy.

"It's a pity it's not winter."

Su Mu sighed.

"Why isn't it winter?"

Tushan Yaya was looking at her with chopsticks in one hand and her chin supported by the other. The girl's collar was slightly open, and in the vague gap was a bottomless white ravine.

"If I know a line of poetry and it's winter, it will be appropriate."

Su Mu held the wine jug, poured a bowl in front of Tushan Yaya, and poured a bowl for himself before putting the wine jug down.

The rich aroma of wine filled the entire room.

Such good wine must be the Monkey King’s favorite wine. Tushan Yaya must have really raided the Monkey King’s lair.

"What poem?"

Tushan Yaya opened her eyes wide. She was not very interested in poetry, but still wanted to hear Su Mu talk about some poem that was appropriate for the occasion.

Su Mu picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the hot dish on the small stove on the table. He closed his eyes slightly and said, "Green ants, new wine, red clay stove."

Then he raised his glass and said to Tushan Yaya:

"It's going to snow in the evening, can I have a drink?"

"I don't understand it, but I think it's good. But how can one cup be enough? A pot is just enough. We drink from big bowls, not small cups."

Tushan Yaya lifted the big bowl and poured the wine into her small mouth in big gulps. Some of the overflowing wine dripped down her fair chin and into the white ravine on her collar.

Su Mu smiled and explained, "This poem means that the newly brewed wine has not yet been filtered, but a layer of green bubbles has already appeared on the surface of the wine, and the aroma is fragrant. The small stove made of red clay is ready. It is getting dark and the snow is getting heavier. Could you please come to my humble home and drink a cup of warm wine with me?"

"Good, good, good."

Tushan Yaya clapped her hands. The first part sounded nice, but she couldn't understand it. The second part was easier to understand, and she liked it better.

Looking at Tushan Yaya's expression, Su Mu smiled, raised his glass, and took a big sip towards Yaya.

The two of them ate and drank while chatting.

"Recently, I've taken your advice and practiced some cold spells, and I've made good progress."

"Really? I think Yaya is quite talented in cold magic."

Su Mu also smiled.

"However, even though I am very talented in cold spells, I still need to focus on strength spells."

Tushan Yaya smiled and said, "I can't let the power spell fall, and the cold spell must be used. I will grab them with both hands and take them down."

"You are so greedy."

Su Mu smiled and said, "However, you are a demon with a long lifespan and plenty of time. It's okay to be a little greedy. For us humans, it's best to focus on just one thing and devote our limited energy to it.

"For example, I focus my energy mainly on the sword..."

"Hey, this is the advantage of being a demon. You humans are really short-lived."

"Yes!"

Su Mu sighed: "I envy you monsters for living so long."

Tushan Yaya suddenly felt a little down. She picked up a bowl of wine, took a big gulp, and asked, "I'm going to try to master my strength and ice spells as soon as possible. You'd better live longer. Don't die of old age before I can master them."

"So, Miss Yaya needs to practice faster."

Su Mu laughed.

"What if I practiced faster and you died earlier?"

Tushan Yaya curled her lips.

"If that's the case, go to my grave and burn some paper money for me, and I'll know."

"Then I'll burn more for you."

Tushan Yaya muttered and drank wine in big gulps, but because of the sudden topic of conversation, the delicious wine felt a bit bitter.

"If you burn less, I won't agree."

Su Mu smiled.

"If you don't agree, I can't hear you."

Tushan Yaya also smiled.

"I will transform into an evil ghost and appear in your dream to find you."

Su Mu laughed. The wine was good, Miss Yaya was beautiful, and the food was good too. Naturally, he drank one bowl after another in big gulps. His vision gradually became blurred and his mind gradually became less clear.

The situation of Tushan Yaya next to her is similar.

Gradually

Both of them were drunk.

The distance between the conversations also became closer as they got drunk.

unconsciously

It's getting late.

It’s late at night...

………………

The sky is about to snow in the evening, but there is no lightning.