Princess Against the World

Seeing that another bottle of wine was consumed, the old helmsman became slightly tipsy.

"Brother, to be honest, I... haven't drunk like this in many years! I don't dare to drink... because when I'm drunk, I will say the wrong thing! When the time comes, it will bring disaster to myself. …”

Feng Chenglin's eyes turned sharply, and he smiled and came to his side: "It's good to be destroyed, we can achieve Phoenix Nirvana... Let's do it again! Come on, "For our Phoenix Nirvana, let's do it again..."

He patted open the mud seal of the wine jar and pushed it to the old helmsman unceremoniously.

The old helmsman was not polite. He turned around and drank most of the wine in one gulp, then looked at the wine burp comfortably.

The strong smell of alcohol permeated the air, making Feng Chenglin feel sick. He rubbed his head to one side calmly: "Brother, we are... we meet so late, don't you object? Just because of this fate, We have to come with... again and continue drinking..."

He grabbed his own wine cup and pretended to touch it against the old helmsman's wine jar.

Just as he was about to raise his head to drink, he suddenly realized that the other party was staring at him.

At that moment, he realized something was wrong, and quickly turned the wine cup over and looked at the changes, with a look of confusion on his face.

"Hey, where is my wine...where has the wine gone..."

As his eyes moved, he saw the old helmsman's wine jar and immediately laughed.

"Aren't you naughty? You actually ran away by yourself..."

His fingers seemed to be cramped and he had to scratch a few times before he grabbed the wine jar. After pouring himself a glass, he brought it to the old helmsman in a ceremonial manner.

"Come on, brother, let's drink this glass of... wine of fate! Yes, fate..."

Smiling, he stubbornly waited for the old helmsman's toast.

"Fate...fate!!" The old helmsman sighed softly, and finally touched the wine jar in his hand to the wine cup, and drank all the wine with a gulp.

"I haven't heard of fate for a long time..."

The old helmsman who put down the wine jar felt a little helpless and a little depressed.

He huddled in a corner of the ship's side and looked at the sky in the distance.

This picture of a decadent young man made Feng Chenglin's teeth sore——

It is understandable to apply this sad spring and autumn look to a young boy who is hurt by love.

However, for a slovenly and unkempt old man to use such a pretentious tone and eyes, it would be inappropriate! !

"Um...brother, were you dumped by your old...old sister, so that's why you feel so hurt?"

What he said made Feng Chenglin feel that he was being hypocritical.

"What's the matter? I mean... that means the fate has been broken up!" The old helmsman rejected his embarrassing situation unceremoniously.

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Isn't it the same thing as being dumped when this fate is scattered?

But now, he has something to ask for.

People say that fate is broken up, so let’s break up!

"Well, brother, I think... this woman is like clothes, throw them away. Anyway, we have plenty of clothes. We can just buy another one to wear in the future..."

Before Feng Chenglin finished speaking, he saw the old helmsman looking over with an unkind look.

"When I look at you, you look like you have never met anyone you truly love..."

Fengcheng Linhan: "..."

They are cooperating with you!

However, the old helmsman didn't want to argue with him. He just sighed again: "This beloved person is not clothes, it is your heart... When the person is gone, your heart will be broken..."