It was midnight back at Huayun Peak. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The moon hung high, and the black clouds and mist floated among the mountains, and the moonlight sprinkled through the chaotic clouds to the sea of flowers.

A row of demon clan guards dressed in plainclothes on the periphery of Xiaozhu were standing guard in shifts, and when they saw the girl who was carrying people in the night and swaying and swaying, they hurriedly ran forward, and a group of people hurriedly supported the girl and the unconscious teenager on her back.

Qianling gasped lightly, her steps were soft and she was about to be tired, and carefully handed over the unconscious Lan Yue on her body to the demon who came to help:

"He's drunk, slow down......"

Li Shuo hurriedly helped those people and looked at her worriedly:

"Madame, are you alright? Why don't you come back and get someone to help you first?"

She shook her head, wiped the thin sweat from the corners of her forehead, and looked worriedly at the drunken black-haired boy who was supported by the guards:

"I'm fine, but this guy...... How much did it take to get drunk like this?"

Lishuo was silent for a while, then lowered his eyes and sighed:

"Madame doesn't know, Lord Lan Yue is not good at drinking, and she usually barely drinks at all. So even if you occasionally drink less, it's easy to get drunk......"

"Ling......?" came a low, dreamy call.

Lan Yue was supported by those people, her long black hair hung down on her waist, her eyes were as light as a thin fan, her eyes were misty, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and she resisted and struggled uncooperatively.

"I'll do it anyway. Qianling stepped forward and reached out to wrap her arms around her waist to hug him back, gently stroking her back like a child, "Here, here...... Satsuki, ...... well"

Returning to his familiar embrace, he stopped struggling, and reached out to hug her tightly, like a little squirrel guarding his chestnut, whispering in her ear.

"You are not allowed to ...... Talking to people......"

The unconscious whisper was close to his ear, a little dissatisfied.

Qianling was stunned for a moment, her body was suddenly hugged tightly, her cheeks were also affectionately nestled around his neck, and she noticed the ambiguous eyes of several people around her, she blushed her face and bury her head and quickly helped him to go to Xiaozhu.

"Ma'am, the decanting soup is ready. ”

When Lishuo knocked on the door with the sobering soup and came in, Qianling was lying on the side of the bed and pulling Lanyue's sweaty clothes, and he struggled to resist and refused to give in.

Qianling stared at the guy who was unconsciously protecting his clothes on the bed, exhaled, got up and walked over the bowl of soup: "I don't know if I want to drink it, I'll try it......"

Li Shuo smiled and nodded, looking at the confused boy on the bed:

"Then it's hard work for tonight, madam, and you can tell us at any time if you need anything. ”

She nodded: "Okay, don't worry." ”

After nightfall, Huayun Peak is exceptionally quiet. The moonlight like water shines on the small building, and the light gauze curtain hangs by the wooden window, and the night breeze lifts hazy, and you can see the undulating sea of flowers outside the window.

Lan Yue was lying on the bed, her long hair scattered like paint. A few strands of black hair fell along the curvature of his cheeks into his jade-white neck, and the half-pulled placket was slightly open, revealing the delicate and white outline of his collarbone.

He breathed softly, his thin eyelashes like butterfly wings fell into the shadows, and his cheeks, which had always been fair and soft, almost pale, were now glowing with intoxicating crimson, like the sunset in the evening sky, revealing a bit of seductive beauty that could not be ignored.

Qianling sat on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at his sleeping face, looked at it and swallowed his saliva, and after a while, he came back to his senses and slapped his hot face with a crackle.

One hand reached under his neck, Qianling leaned down from the side of the bed, holding the back of his neck with one hand and his shoulder with the other, carefully supporting him to lean against himself, Lan Yue frowned slightly, woke up in a daze, and looked at her with misty eyes.

"Drink this and go to sleep, good. ”

She sat on the edge of the bed, took him into her arms with one hand and coaxed him softly, took the bowl of sobering soup with the other, blew it and handed it to her mouth.

Lan Yue leaned on her arms, her long black hair poured down the bed, her crimson cheeks, her lips pursed, she slowly buried her face in her neck socket, and closed her eyes.

"Satsuki, be obedient. ”

Qianling stroked his long hair, handed the soup bowl closer to his lips, and coaxed softly: "You won't feel bad after drinking the sobering soup." ”

The long and black eyelashes fanned slightly, and he slowly looked up at her, his beautiful crimson cheeks, and a pair of clear pupils that were blurred and misty.

The eyes are opposite, and the faint smell of sweet wine lingers in the nose.

Qianling's eyes trembled, and something in her chest seemed to be hit in an instant, and gradually a flush crept up her cheeks.

Until the white fingers gently tugged at the placket of the dress and pulled her downward, the young man's fair and beautiful face became closer and closer......

"Satsuki!"

The sobering soup was put aside in a panic, and a hand was placed on his lips, blocking between the two.

“…… You're drunk. Qianling's cheeks became redder and redder, and the placket of her clothes was still being dragged by him, maintaining a posture of leaning forward.

Suddenly being covered by someone, he frowned slightly, and his misty eyes revealed a little dissatisfaction:

"Not drunk ......"

"You're drunk, obedient and obedient, drink the sobering soup, okay?"

"No drinking, no drunk. He stubbornly emphasized.

“…… Then you say, who am I?" she was a little helpless.

"Ling. ”

"Who's Ling?"

"Ling is...... It's ......"

Qianling looked at him "yes" for a long time without saying a reason, lowered her eyelashes as if she was in a daze and confused, sighed and took the bowl of sobering soup again, and rubbed his head:

"Qianling is...... Someone who took care of you like a nanny, so you have to listen to me. ”

He stared at her blankly, his eyes foggy, as if he understood or not.

She hugged him a little tighter, pulled the quilt over her lower body, and brought the soup bowl to her lips: "Come, open your mouth." ”

After a while, he finally opened his mouth slowly under her coaxing and deceptive attack, and reluctantly drank the bowl of sobering soup.

"Ahem. ”

As soon as she put down the empty bowl, Qianling saw that he seemed to be choking and coughing, gently stroked his back, helped him lie back in the quilt, and reached out to continue to untie his clothes.

The loose long hair fell on the pillow, Lan Yue seemed to be still immersed in the strange smell of the sobering soup, and when she reacted, her clothes had been almost stripped off, and a pair of black wings gathered under the futon were slightly raised, as if instinctively trying to cover the naked body.

Qianling looked at his cheeks with a hint of embarrassment in the crimson color, did not stop the movements of his hands, and explained softly:

"I'm sweating, I'm going to change it. If you don't want me to change it, it's okay for them to come from Lishuo or Longya. ”

He looked at her, slightly apart from his crimson cheeks, but he no longer resisted, let her remove the quilt, untie his belt, and continue to untie the half-open moon-white robe, from the white jade neck, slender collarbone, to the white and flat lower abdomen.

Qianling's movements were swift and did not drag the mud and water, quickly took off his robe and wiped the thin sweat on his body with a hot towel in the basin, pulled the quilt to wrap the person, and smiled with satisfaction:

"Alright, good night, go to sleep. ”