Quick Transmigration: The Most Popular Girl: Even an Ordinary Girl Can Have Her Spring

Chapter 232 The Head of Students at the Elite School (32)

Of the four bottles of wine they brought out, they had already finished three.

Le Yan crossed her arms and fell into deep thought.

Was she trying to stop him? Or was she trying to stop him? Or was she trying to stop him?

With a black line hanging over her head, Le Yan stepped forward, snatched the wine glass from Yan Shaoyu's hand, and said through gritted teeth, "Drink, drink, all you know is drinking! Can you even drink?!"

Looking at her already drunk and dazed younger brother, Le Yan poked his forehead in disgust, then looked at the others and saw that they were still pouring drinks for each other.

Le Yan had a headache.

Just as she was about to make a move, Yan Shaoyu wrapped his arms around her waist, sobbing and muttering, "Sister, don't go... I don't want you to date..."

The slightly hoarse voice made Le Yan pause.

She looked down at the drunken Yan Shaoyu, remaining motionless for a long time.

Unseen by her, several guys engrossed in drinking all turned to her with probing eyes.

fall in love?

Has the teacher ever been in a relationship?

with who?

How come he didn't find out?

The three of them pondered in perfect unison, even slowing down their drinking.

Nangong Che's eyes flickered slightly, and with a flick of his wrist, he swallowed all the wine in his cup.

Then, he squinted his eyes, pretended to be drunk, and fell backward without warning.

The fall was in a very tricky position, landing right on Leyan.

Startled, Le Yan, who was still pondering what to do with her foolish younger brother, quickly reached out to support him, "Nangong Che?"

Because Yan Shaoyu was holding her waist, Le Yan could only lean forward to support Nangong Che and prevent him from falling to the ground.

Seeing Nangong Che's face turn as red as a monkey's bottom, Le Yan reached out and patted his face. "Nangong classmate? Wake up."

After a few pats, Nangong Che mumbled something indistinctly, then turned his head to the side and buried his face in her arm, remaining motionless.

Le Yan frowned, thinking to herself that this was bad; he might have passed out drunk.

Looking up at Dongfang Yao and Shangguan Lan, who also seemed quite drunk, Le Yan felt a headache coming on.

How can she take care of four drunkards all by herself?

Putting everything else aside, she needs to get away from this situation first.

Le Yan looked down at Yan Shaoyu, who was rubbing against her, and then at Nangong Che, who was now motionless and being supported by her. She sighed and, with great force, pushed Nangong Che back.

After watching Nangong Che sway a few times and then collapse onto the table, Le Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to argue with Yan Shaoyu.

Even though this kid is drunk, he's still incredibly strong.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, and no matter how hard she tried to pry them apart, he couldn't.

With just a little pressure, tears streamed down his face as he looked at her sadly, crying, "Sister, don't leave me..."

This left Le Yan in a bind, so she could only coax and lie, "I don't want you, just let go first, and I'll take you home, okay?"

While coaxing her, Le Yan made up her mind that if she made Yan Shaoyu drink again, she would write his name backwards!

After coaxing her for a while, Yan Shaoyu finally loosened his grip, but his misty eyes remained fixed on Le Yan, as if afraid that she would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Le Yan went with him, and after pulling him away, she felt a sense of relief.

Le Yan patted Yan Shaoyu's head and pressed him down on the table, instructing him, "Lie still and don't move, or I'll leave you behind."

With tears in his eyes, Yan Shaoyu nodded repeatedly upon hearing this, obediently lying down and whispering, "I'll be good, don't leave me alone."

Satisfied, Le Yan left to stop the other two drunkards.

Compared to Yan Shaoyu, who cries when drunk, and Nangong Che, who just falls asleep when drunk, Dongfang Yao and Shangguan Lan are much more difficult to deal with.

These two are the type who can't handle alcohol. After getting drunk, they started gesturing with the bottle in their hands.

Thankfully, this is a tasting room, not a wine cellar, otherwise these two might have just demolished the wine cellar.

At that time...

Le Yan dared not even imagine that scene; it was too terrifying.

As she cleared her mind of the images, Le Yan looked at the two guys who were acting a bit drunk and her attitude towards them wasn't so friendly anymore.

He reached out and snatched the bottles from their hands, then punched each of them in the face.

"Quiet down, or I'll beat you until you cry."

Le Yan's expression was serious, and the punch she gave them was really hard, so Dongfang Yao and Shangguan Lan covered their heads in fear, not daring to speak, only daring to stare at her with their eyes fixed on her.

After watching for a while, Shangguan Lan blinked. Known as the "Cute Prince," he was indeed adorable when he did this. He reached out and pinched Le Yan's clothes, his voice softening and sounding somewhat childlike.

He said, "Sister, you smell so good, can I kiss you?"

Le Yan: "... ...?"

Can this be said?

Le Yan covered her face, pulled his hand away, and threatened, "Don't talk nonsense. If you want to kiss someone, go kiss him."

Pointing at the somewhat dazed Dongfang Yao, Le Yan practically pushed Shangguan Lan over.

Following her finger, when she saw Dongfang Yao, Shangguan Lan looked disgusted and said, "No way, he stinks!"

It doesn't smell as good as my sister's at all.

Shangguan Lan was truly drunk. He followed closely beside Le Yan, chattering incessantly, "Sister, sister, can't I really kiss you?"

"Or how about you kiss me?"

"Just one kiss and Lanlan is yours!"

"Sister, sister..."

Le Yan was getting a headache from all the calling he was giving her.

But before she could make a move, Yan Shaoyu couldn't hold back any longer.

He was so upset. He had been lying there obediently, listening to his sister, but then he kept hearing people calling his sister "sister," which finally got him going.

He put his hands on his hips and glared at Shangguan Lan: "That's my sister, not yours!"

Shangguan Lan: "Mine!"

Yan Shaoyu: "It's not yours!"

Shangguan Lan: "Mine, mine, mine!"

The two drunkards glared at each other, as if they were about to start a big fight.

Le Yan's lips twitched; she was at a loss for words.

Fortunately, her savior appeared at this moment.

Ji Fengmian pushed open the door with a puzzled look, but his eyes lit up when he saw Le Yan. "What are you doing here?"

When he saw the other drunkards, his smile vanished.

"What they are doing is..."

Le Yan looked at him as if he were her lifeline, "Come here quickly and help me get rid of these drunkards, I really can't hold on any longer!"

She swore once again that she would never watch these people drink again; she didn't want to take care of drunkards anymore.

As Ji Fengmian entered, he helped Le Yan separate Shangguan Lan and Yan Shaoyu, who were about to fight, and asked her curiously, "How did you end up in the wine cellar with them, and... drink so much wine?"

Le Yan quickly waved her hand, "I didn't drink any, they drank it all."

"But how did you end up here?"