When the demon king penetrates into the harem

"Let's make an agreement, I don't use my spiritual power and I don't play tricks, I just fight for my drink! Don't say I'm cheating when I lose!"

"Well, it's purely a matter of drinking, not being lazy."

"Mmmm, cheers!"

"Ding……"

There was a crisp sound from wine glass to wine glass.

The two sat around the stone table, drinking and eating meat, chatting about life.

Zhou Xiting had a white jade wine glass on his left hand, and he took a sip from time to time, while holding chopsticks in his right hand, he took a sip of food from time to time, feeling very comfortable.

"Today we don't care about those trivial etiquette, just..."

"Ding……"

Zhou Xiting and Zhao Han clinked glasses for the nth time.

The taste of this wine is very good. I didn't feel much when I first drank it, but it has a strong aftertaste. Even Zhou Xiting couldn't hold it when he drank it.

He also didn't expect Zhao Han to drink so much, and now both of them are drinking a bit too much.

"You really don't think about staying in the palace? If you are not satisfied with anything here, just mention it."

"Hi... well, didn't I say it before, don't worry about it~"

"Well, then go to play...do you want me to help you?"

"Hey~ If you want to help me, you can do it~ Don't worry, since I treat you like a brother..."

Zhou Xiting put down his chopsticks, patted his chest, and said briskly: "Don't worry, I'll give you a baby sometime. You can contact me at any time. If you have any difficulties at that time, as long as I'm still in this world, I will definitely I will come to help you! It can also be regarded as repaying the favor you saved me~"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Han's reaction, he raised his wine glass again and said happily, "No one has ever gotten me drunk before, let's go~"

"Ding……"

Zhao Han didn't go into it too much, the two of them just drank one cup for you and one cup for me, and they didn't know how many jars of wine they drank.

"Hi~ Your wine... Is your wine very precious? Let us...Hi... It's gone... Don't you feel bad~ But even if you feel bad...Hi...It's useless, anyway, I Have a refreshing drink... ah ha ha..."

"You...you can... drink as much as you want..."

Obviously, both of them were very drunk.

Nonsense, this wine was sent by the Yan Kingdom in the north. The wine there is quite strong. Even if you just drink it, you don’t think it’s anything like fruit wine, but don’t take it lightly. It has a particularly strong stamina.

Furthermore, this is wine given to the royal families of neighboring countries by other countries, so there is no reason for it to be inferior.

Moreover, the two of them consumed more than half of the wine sent by Yan Kingdom at one time, even the gods have no reason not to be drunk.

Thinking that the Yan Kingdom sent hundreds of altars, and thinking about how they killed more than half of them, it's scary just thinking about it.

"I... hiccup... I'm going to the toilet... hiccup... wait a minute..."

Zhou Xiting didn't know how many times he got up, lost his spiritual power, and sometimes the demon king was drunk, and he was still in such a mess.

Looking at Zhao Hanna again, it is not optimistic, one hand can barely support his forehead, but after all, he is an emperor, his dignity is tight, even if he is drunk, he is not too ugly, on the contrary, he is more gentle.

……

When Zhou Xiting woke up the next morning, he saw that he was lying on the couch with his clothes on. There was no discomfort in his body. Except for his slightly messy hair and clothes that smelled of alcohol, he didn't look like a hangover at all.

And Zhao Han was lying next to him, luckily the collapse was big enough, otherwise he might have rolled down the majestic emperor.

"Hahaha~"

Zhou Xiting rubbed his eyes, and when he looked at Zhao Han, he smiled very unkindly, finally regaining the face he lost last night.

At the moment, Zhao Han's clothes were partly opened, a large part of his chest was exposed, and there were some suspicious marks on the inside. His hair was stuck to his forehead, and his face was flushed, as if he had been [beep——].