Chapter 69

Ning Yi was no fool. After his fourth glass, he immediately saw through it; these two beauties were trying to get him drunk.

One of them blatantly used orange juice instead of red wine, while the other used plum juice. Ning Yi thought to himself that if he were really the 17-year-old Ning Yi, he might have been fooled.

But he was Ning Yi, 28 years old plus 17 years, a two-lifed sprite. Could he not see through such a trick?

However, they probably underestimated one thing about him: Ning Yi could hold his liquor well. Although this red wine did have a certain kick, as long as he drank it slowly, with such small glasses, he could drink about fifteen to sixteen glasses, which was roughly one and a half bottles, without any problem.

Sure enough, the two beauties kept finding various excuses to get Ning Yi to drink more.

Ning Yi became increasingly aware that these two beauties definitely had a scheme, but he didn't expose it. He played along, drinking whenever they offered, and of course, he also managed to get them to drink a couple of glasses of real red wine.

After drinking about seven or eight glasses, Ning Yi tilted his head and pretended to be unable to hold it. "I can't... I'm drunk... I won't drink anymore..."

"Really drunk?" Gu Ying and Li Jiawei exchanged a glance, and Li Jiawei asked suspiciously.

Ning Yi simply laid his head down... and didn't say a word.

"Pinch your ear!" Li Jiawei reached out and pinched his ear...

Ning Yi didn't move...

"Stomp your JJ..." Li Jiawei threatened... but seeing Gu Ying's wide-eyed look, she blushed and quickly explained, "Just a joke, don't take it seriously."

Gu Ying's lips twitched; even if it was a joke, it was still too harsh!

The two beauties exchanged another glance and moved to the side, whispering, "He's really drunk! Teacher... so... can we start?"

Gu Ying poked her soft waist, glanced at Ning Yi's flushed face, and nodded lightly, "I think so... but he seems to be asleep. How do you plan to interrogate him?"

"Uh..." Li Jiawei was momentarily stunned, looked back at Ning Yi who was lying on the table, and her eyes twinkled, "He shouldn't be that fast, right? Let's try?"

She walked over, reached out, and gently patted Ning Yi's back.

"Ning Yi!"

Her gentle touch, combined with her scent and the unintentional press of her full bosom against his arm, made Ning Yi, though not drunk, a bit dazed under the influence of alcohol.

"Huh? Teacher... what's wrong?" Ning Yi mumbled, "Drinking..."

"Good... drinking..." Li Jiawei glanced at Gu Ying, raised an eyebrow, and then asked, "Can you still drink?"

"Can... of course I can." Ning Yi reached out and fumbled in the air, "Where's the wine?"

After Ning Yi waved his hand for a while, Li Jiawei slowly said, "It's all gone. You should sleep well."

"No... I want to drink with you." Ning Yi pretended to try to prop himself up.

Li Jiawei, helpless, poured herself a glass of plum juice.

Ning Yi reached out and caught her white, tender wrist, raised his head with blurred eyes, and protested, "No, that's too little. Let me pour for you!"

He then wobbled and poured her a glass of red wine, "Drink this..."

Li Jiawei gritted her teeth, took the glass, and took a big sip. A flush immediately appeared on her face. Seeing Ning Yi lying down again, she gently rubbed her chest, took a deep breath, and asked, "Ning Yi..."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think the teacher is beautiful?" Li Jiawei asked, almost certain that Ning Yi was truly drunk.

"Beau... beautiful!"

Li Jiawei glanced at Gu Ying, who bit her lip and signaled her not to beat around the bush.

Li Jiawei pursed her lips and smiled secretly, "Then, where do you think the teacher is beautiful?"

"Teacher is beautiful everywhere." Ning Yi mumbled, breaking out in a sweat. What was the class president up to? Of course, he didn't believe that these two beauties were trying to get him drunk to have some kind of inappropriate relationship with him.

"Then... if the teacher were your girlfriend, would you like it?" Li Jiawei pretended not to see Gu Ying's bashful expression and continued to coax him, thinking that drunk people usually tell the truth.

Gu Ying was embarrassed, reached out to cover Li Jiawei's lips, but it was already too late.

Ning Yi, after a moment of confusion, answered cheerfully, "Of course... I would... but I have to... wait until I grow up."

Li Jiawei looked at Gu Ying, whose face was red to the neck, and she whispered in defense, "He's drunk, talking nonsense. I don't believe it. I'll ask him... Ning Yi, then, do you like Jiawei?"

"Which Jiawei?" Ning Yi mumbled.

Li Jiawei, upon hearing this, involuntarily clenched her fists. How dare he ignore her?

"That's your class president, Li Jiawei!" Gu Ying was sweating inside, this kid, you should answer.

"Oh... her..." Ning Yi smacked his lips.

Li Jiawei clenched her fists, feeling a bit nervous for some reason, afraid that Ning Yi would say no, but immediately spat, what was she thinking? Did she hope he would say yes? Uh?

"The class president is a good person... hehe, of course, I like her." Ning Yi answered.

Li Jiawei felt a mix of emotions. What did that mean? Was she just a good person? Was he giving her a "good person card"? This jerk, how dare he not like her? What was wrong with her that she didn't match him? This scoundrel!

No, he did say he liked her, but was it just a friendly kind of like?

Oh, this jerk, what did he mean?

In a fit of anger, she asked directly, "You're not thinking of having both, right?"

Gu Ying was stunned upon hearing this. She couldn't believe Li Jiawei asked so directly. She was a teacher, after all...

This joke was too big.

Although when Ning Yi answered, she felt a strange sweetness in her heart, but it had nothing to do with love, just the satisfaction of knowing someone liked her.

However, Li Jiawei's question seemed to have a strange flavor, as if she was jealous?

Taking advantage of Ning Yi not answering, she quickly pulled Li Jiawei aside and whispered, "Don't forget the main thing..."

Li Jiawei blushed and broke out in a sweat. She almost forgot the main thing.

"Ning Yi, one more question... your grades used to be so bad, how did you suddenly do so well this time?" Li Jiawei asked slowly.

Upon hearing this, Ning Yi immediately understood. The main act had finally arrived. This was a good opportunity to use his drunken state to reassure them.

"I'm not quite sure... I just remember being beaten by a group of people and then being thrown into a desolate mountain. Later, an old man with a white beard saved me and said he could help me open my mind. He then taught me some martial arts, and I somehow knew a lot of things..."

"An old man with a white beard?" Li Jiawei and Gu Ying exchanged glances, looking at each other in confusion. Li Jiawei quickly asked, "What did the old man with the white beard look like?"

"He had a sage-like appearance. I don't know, maybe he was a god."

"Ah... then... do you know where he is?"

"No... no, I didn't see him after I woke up. But the old man with the white beard said it was a secret. Only the closest people, like a wife, could know, or it would bring disaster..."

Gu Ying and Li Jiawei exchanged glances, their faces turning red.

"Then... how did you help me defeat Du Wen?" Li Jiawei asked again.

"Du... Du Wen, before the match, I secretly put a power-dispelling drug in his drink..."

"Power-dispelling drug?" Li Jiawei recalled, no wonder when she fought Du Wen, he looked powerful but had no real strength.

However, where in the world were there power-dispelling drugs? Could it be that the old man with the white beard was a god?

This was simply unbelievable, but if not, how could the reality be explained?

She looked at Gu Ying...

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