Quick Transmigration, My Royal Highness is a Bit Obedient

He lowered his head, stretched out his fingers, and tugged at the girl's sleeve.

Feng Qian paused slightly, lowered his eyes, and his cold eyes met the young man's clean line of sight.

Di Zhao silently tilted his head and glanced at the people around him, and said in a low voice, "Sir, when can we go back?"

Feng Qian paused and said in a low voice, "After dinner."

"Oh."

The child lowered his head, scratched the corner of the clothes with his fingertips, and asked, "Then... how long?"

Feng Qian raised her eyes and glanced at the elders of Xuanming Continent on the wine table.

"Hard to say."

"Oh."

The boy also responded obediently.

The people in the box were very quiet, but the noise outside and inside the restaurant was enough to drown out the voice of the little boy.

However, everyone present here is a very strong practitioner, and they can hear Di Zhao's small voice.

After listening to the conversation between the Lord God and the young boy, one of the people present coughed lightly.

Although God has a cold personality, he always treats children with a kind and gentle feeling.

It's no wonder that Xianmingshan would later develop into a faction.

After a while, the drinks and food were ready.

Cang Huai stood up and raised his glass to Feng Qian, "My lord, I'll give you a toast."

Feng Qian looked down at the glass filled with wine in front of him.

The girl raised her hand and took an empty wine glass, poured hot tea, and used tea instead of wine.

The Lord God stood up coldly, and greeted Xia Canghuai, very polite and alienated.

Others present also toasted Feng Qian.

Di Zhao sat in the seat and watched obediently.

Finally, his eyes fell on the wine glass in front of him, which was a transparent liquid, like water, but it smelled different from water.

Everyone else held it up and stood up to the wind shallow.

The boy blinked and reached for the wine glass.

He bent down slightly, leaned closer, and sniffed carefully.

Very strange smell, some pungent.

He looked up and saw that the people on the other side were drinking this thing, it looked delicious.

When the last person finished toasting, Feng Qian sat down expressionlessly.

Di Zhao held the wine glass and tilted his head.

Feng Qian took a sip of the hot tea and felt the sight of the fragments, so she turned to look at him, and found that the other party's dark eyes were staring at her at the moment.

Looking at the wine glass in the boy's hand, Feng Qian frowned slightly: "Do you want to drink?"

"liquor?"

Di Zhao blinked and looked down at the wine glass in his hand.

"Is this wine?"

"Um."

The wind nodded.

Di Zhao was a little curious, "What is wine? Is it good to drink?"

He looked up at Feng Qian, his dark eyes full of curiosity.

Feng Qian blinked.

It seems that it is not a good answer.

After a pause, the girl said, "You won't know until you taste it."

"Oh."

Di Zhao nodded.

He looked at the wine glass, then looked up at Feng Qian.

"Sir, what were they doing just now?"

The boy tilted his head slightly, looking cute and cute.

Feng Qian coughed softly, looked away, and explained, "That's a toast. It's a courtesy."

"Oh."

Di Zhao nodded obediently.

He stood up, holding the wine glass with his fingertips, and stretched the wine glass forward like those people just now.

"My lord, I also want to toast with you."

The child's movements are well-behaved and clever, and his expression is serious.

Feng Qian was stunned for a moment, and then found that the people around were all looking towards this side, and there was no movement for a while.

Feng Qian, who has always maintained a cold personality, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice: "Okay."

Picking up the glass of hot tea, Feng Qian reached out and touched Di Zhao's glass lightly.

After withdrawing her hand, she took a sip of tea, and then saw Di Zhao slightly raised his head, wanting to drink the wine in the glass.