Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 697: Drunken Sword Dance

Ji Zhangzhuo, after defrosting, grabbed a little kid in each hand.

"So you’re laughing at your big brother, huh?"

"Sneakily taking pictures, huh?"

He messed up their hair into a bird’s nest, "Not calling me big brother, huh?"

Tuanzi protested, holding her little head, "It was Eighth Brother who didn’t call you, Miaomiao did!"

Ning Jixiu, also clutching his head, loudly shouted, "I simply won’t call! Won’t call!"

Ji Zhangzhuo picked up the stubborn little boy and walked out the door.

Tuanzi rubbed her head, sneakily glanced, and slipped over to the sofa to grab her phone, then darted to the door like a whirlwind, peeking out with half her head.

Just as she had guessed, Ji Zhangzhuo was teasing Ning Jixiu.

Even though he had regained some of his skills, Ning Jixiu was currently no match for Ji Zhangzhuo.

She quietly started recording.

[Ancient Martial System: Who did you learn this sneaky recording habit from?]

It carefully recalled the host’s brothers and seniors. Apart from the calm personalities of Gu Cheng, Gu Qize, and Gu Wangchao, the others were all suspects.

Tuanzi moved the phone side to side, making sure Ji Zhangzhuo and Ning Jixiu were in the frame.

[Miaomiao: From you, obviously I learned it from you, Little Gu]

[Ancient Martial System: ...]

The system guiltily recalled those things it had done in the past.

If it criticized the host now, it would be indirectly admitting it had done wrong. It had to make amends.

[Ancient Martial System: Good job, your Eighth Brother will recover soon. At three years old, he’s already got this personality; at twenty-three, he’ll probably be even more arrogant. Keep this black history for later leverage.]

Tuanzi didn’t think that much.

She was purely pursuing fairness.

Her phone stored plenty of people’s black history, so she couldn’t leave Ning Jixiu out. What if Eighth Brother found out and thought he was being left out?

Her lips curled up as Tuanzi happily sneakily recorded.

Before Ning Jixiu could discover her, Tuanzi withdrew, giving her ice cream to Tantai Yi.

She smiled sweetly, her voice sugary, "Thank you for your hard work, Third Brother."

Tantai Yi, who preferred wine, looked at the ice cream with difficulty.

"Miaomiao, you’d better eat it."

"How could I? Miaomiao’s already gifted it to Third Brother."

As she spoke, Tuanzi quickly took the ice cream back.

Tantai Yi: "..."

The white-haired, gold-eyed man sighed helplessly, patting her little head.

Like one of those fluffy little animals, Tuanzi naturally snuggled in Tantai Yi’s palm.

Shortly after finishing the ice cream, Tuanzi strode out the door with her hands behind her back, returning half an hour later, mysteriously walking up to Tantai Yi, who was reading.

"Third Brother, guess what Miaomiao brought back?"

She held out her pudgy little hands to Tantai Yi.

A faint scent of sweetness and wine wafted over.

"Wine?"

Tantai Yi puzzled, "I’ve never seen such a small wine bottle."

He gauged his sister’s small hands, unable to imagine how much wine could fit in such a tiny bottle.

"Hahaha, not a wine bottle!"

Tuanzi triumphantly opened her hand, revealing several pieces of chocolate liqueurs.

"Chocolate with liquor, with both wine and chocolate—isn’t it great?"

Tantai Yi only knew about chocolate after coming to the modern age; discovering that chocolate could pair with wine was quite novel.

"I’ll give it to you, go ahead and eat, uh, go ahead and drink." Tuanzi corrected herself.

Tantai Yi had a somewhat cold personality, but occasionally he’s curious. And this time he was in a new and surprising world.

Without refusing, Tantai Yi peeled one and tried it.

The mingling of chocolate’s sweetness and the liquor was a wonderful, mood-enhancing flavor.

Tuanzi watched him eagerly, "Brother, how’s the taste?"

"Not bad."

Tuanzi swallowed hard.

She really wanted to eat too; a little kid should be fine eating a tiny bit of liquor, right? This was a reward she earned through labor after all.

In the neighborhood, a kid’s relative gave them a bag of chocolate liqueurs, which he didn’t like eating, so he took them out to swap with the kids for snacks or toys. Tuanzi took him flying once and got a few in exchange.

[Ancient Martial System: I advise against eating, or the house will have two drunkards.]

[Miaomiao: I won’t get drunk! Third Brother’s alcohol tolerance... uh, doesn’t seem that great.]

She recalled the previous birthday banquet of Ai Tanbo and his siblings where Third Brother got drunk after just a few glasses, muddle-headed and amusing... ahem, the point was Third Brother loved wine but wasn’t that tolerant, and modern spirits were far stronger than ancient ones.

Tuanzi looked up and realized Tantai Yi had already eaten three pieces, a pale blush now colored his face. Her heart skipped a beat, "Third Brother?"

The white-haired, gold-eyed man didn’t respond.

She climbed onto the sofa, desperately waving her little hands in front of Tantai Yi.

"Third Brother, wake up, it’s me!"

The white-haired, gold-eyed man pressed his temple with one hand, the other securing the constantly waving little hands.

[Ancient Martial System: Such good conduct, not even causing a ruckus]}

[Miaomiao: The point is Third Brother is drunk again, ah!]

She estimated the liquor from three chocolates, just a little bit, right?

[Miaomiao: Could it be Third Brother’s tolerance has regressed?]

[Ancient Martial System: Ah, I searched, the alcohol content in this chocolate liqueur is quite high, what’s the manufacturer even thinking]

Tuanzi didn’t know what the manufacturer was thinking, nor what Third Brother was thinking. She only saw the drunken Tantai Yi standing up, silently heading outside.

It was evening now, the sunset painting the sky red. The white-haired man stood at the door; in a daze, Tuanzi felt she saw a blood-soaked brother.

She jumped off the sofa and chased after him, "Third Brother, where are you going? What do you plan to do?"

As she anxiously called out, Tantai Yi picked up a wooden sword leaning against the wall and began practicing swordplay.

Perhaps because he was drunk, this time he seemed less like practicing and more like dancing with his sword, his posture graceful.

Tuanzi initially intended to stop him but was bewitched by this scene, sitting on the threshold with a dreamy expression, holding her face.

"Wow, Third Brother is so beautiful, even his dance is amazing!"

The system silently recorded.

Soon, other brothers who heard the commotion either opened windows to look down or walked to the door, witnessing this scene, without disturbing.

Tuanzi assumed they were appreciating along with her.

Until Tantai Yi sobered up and ceased his sword dance, applause resonated above Tuanzi’s head.

"Third Junior Brother, that dance was excellent, you should perform on stage."

Tuanzi nodded strongly, Second Brother finally said something decent.

The next second, Ji Zhangzhuo remarked, "Since our account’s lacking footage, why not drink a little tomorrow and dance with your sword again? A scene this good ought to be shared with all."

Tuanzi agreed, "Third Brother dances beautifully with the sword, Miaomiao couldn’t take her eyes away. Others surely won’t want to look away either!"