Shen Ning shook her head again and again and said, "Don't listen, don't listen." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

She only felt a burst of dry mouth, and unconsciously took wine as water and drank several sips.

If she listened to it like this and drank it, she would have to be drunk.

"If you don't have enough of it, I can let them sing it one by one until you've had enough. ”

Mo Chuan suddenly approached her and laughed in a low voice.

His breath sprayed in her ears, making her itch and her face hotter and hotter.

"Enough of it, I've really heard enough. She quickly covered her ears and rubbed them.

Mo Chuan smiled, threw out a piece of silver, and landed on the painting boat.

"Thank you to both guests. The two singers only sang one song, but they didn't expect to get such a heavy reward, and they were all bright and blessed.

Mo Chuan waved his hand, and the painting boat gradually shook away, disappearing into a lake of candle shadows.

"It's windy on the river, shall we go in and drink?"

Mo Chuan's internal strength is deep, and she is not afraid of the wind and cold, but she is worried that she is weak and delicate, and she can't stand the cold wind blowing from the water.

He stroked her thin clothes, and secretly regretted that he was so careless that he didn't expect to get her a cloak.

But it's no wonder that he, as the emperor, all the food and clothing are taken care of for him, and all the thoughts are about national affairs all day long, where do you have the heart to think about these trivial things.

"Okay, go in and drink. She got up and walked into the cabin.

As soon as the wind blew, the wine surged, and the original only three points of thin drunkenness became ten points.

She staggered, tripped under the plank of the boat, and suddenly stumbled, and the whole person fell straight forward like a stake.

"Be careful!"

Mo Chuan was holding the wine jar in one hand and the wooden table in the other, seeing this, the wooden table and the wine jar were all thrown into the water, and he grabbed it to help her.

It's too late!

He had no choice but to take a forward leap, and when she fell, he was right under her, and it didn't hurt her at all.

"Mo Chuan," she propped up one arm on his chest, staggered up, and said with a grin, "Why do you have two heads? Why do you keep dangling around? You shake my head so dizzy." ”

As soon as he heard this, Mo Chuan couldn't cry or laugh.

The girl was drunk again.

He still remembered the last time she was drunk, talking and laughing in his arms, and a layer of warmth suddenly shook in his heart.

One arm gently wrapped around her waist, and the other hand gently pulled out the green silk that fell on her face, he smiled at her dotingly, and said softly: "Ning'er, you are drunk." ”

"I'm not drunk, I'm just a little dizzy. She shook her head, her head getting dizzy, her arms could not support the weight of her body, and she fell again on his solid chest.

The soft touch of brocade suddenly made his heart beat faster, his breath was short, and the flame that had been extinguished began to move.

No!

Hugging her like this again, he was afraid that he would not be able to hold it.

He took a deep breath and put his arm around her shoulders, keeping a certain distance from her, his eyes dark with two small flames burning in them.

As soon as the words "Ning'er ......" came out, he found that his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Well, what do you want to say?" she looked down at him with a drunken smile on her face.

The light in the cabin was extremely dim, only faintly reflected in the water, and his handsome and delicate eyebrows and eyes were smeared with water, which made her involuntarily addicted.