Oh My, How Extra!

Just One Cup, My Love! - Bonus: Another Jar, My Dear!

Author's Note: And here is part 2 of the Qixi Festival special with our tertiary couple Xin Lan and Xiang Yu ~

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"I can drink ..." Xiang Yu unsteadily lifted his cup and pushed it into Xin Lan's face. "At least as much as you!"

Xin Lan peered over the rim of the cup and his lips curled up. "That one is empty."

"Ah?" Xiang Yu took the cup back and stared into it. It seemed ... he was right. It was empty. He pushed it back at Xin Lan. "Then ... let's fill it again!"

"The jar is also empty."

"Then let's open another one! I can still drink!"

Xin Lan looked from the cup to Xiang Yu's face and raised his brows. Excuse him for having an opinion on this but this fallen god didn't look like he could take even another sip, not to mention half a jar. His eyes had already turned misty as if he would cry the next moment and his cheeks were flushed red.

"I can!"

The cup was shoved closer and Xin Lan finally gave in with a sigh. He pushed Xiang Yu's hand away, pulled another jar of wine over and opened the lid. "Don't you dare complain afterward." He poured both Xiang Yu and himself another cup and put the jar back down.

Xiang Yu didn't think of complaining at all. He raised his cup with a bright smile and stared at the translucent liquid.

Xin Lan shook his head with another sigh and sipped his own wine. What a waste. If he couldn't drink anymore, he shouldn't have taken another cup. He quietly downed the rest of the wine and picked up the jar again.

Seeing that Xin Lan was almost a cup ahead, Xiang Yu tilted his head back and emptied his cup in one gulp. Then he pushed it back at the dragon next to him, blinking his limpid eyes.

"Oh. So you really finished drinking that." Xin Lan poured himself another cup but didn't move to do the same for Xiang Yu. Instead, he leaned back and just raised his cup. Mn, it would be best if this guy just collapsed already. Then he could enjoy his wine in solitude. What was with this unintended drinking competition? Did he need to compare himself with a fallen god?

That guy might have forgotten but he was fully aware that the body of a god wouldn't age anymore after their fall no matter what they did. This guy ... could hardly be considered an adult. What had given him the idea that he could drink as much as him?

Xiang Yu put his cup down with a huff and reached over, grabbing Xin Lan's cup.

"What are you —"

Xiang Yu wrested the cup out of his hands and turned away, quietly sipping the wine.

Xin Lan's brows twitched. "That's my cup."

"Then you can have mine."

"That —" Xin Lan took a deep breath and clenched his fists a few times to make sure he wouldn't try to strangle his unwelcome guest. This was just ... a child throwing a tantrum. He picked a clean cup from the side and poured himself another drink.

Xiang Yu finally peered over his shoulder. He couldn't help but inch closer to Xin Lan and stare at the cup in his hands before turning to the one in his own hands and finally the last one on the table. "Why are there three cups now?" He wouldn't be seeing double, would he? Already? Then ... what about him?

He glanced back at Xin Lan's face but there was no change in his expression compared to usual. He didn't seem intoxicated at all. Or maybe ... He put down his cup and reached for the mask that covered half of Xin Lan's face.