Feng Wuxian was stunned for a while, and it wasn't until the wine in the cup spilled out that he realized his gaffe.

But then this ancestor is like a wooden pestle here, without saying a word, it's really bad for the scenery, okay?

Everyone is drinking happily, but isn't he a little out of place here in a daze?

Feng Wuxian held the cup in one hand, held the wine jug in the other, and poured another glass for Mo Qianyan and said, "Senior brother, come, let's have another drink!"

As he spoke, he took the cup in his hand to touch Mo Qianyan's cup, Mo Qianyan glanced at him in confusion, then looked at the cup on the table, and then like a puppet that was manipulated, Mu Ne picked up the cup and put it in his mouth.

As soon as Feng Wuxian saw it, he immediately helped him fill another glass, and then filled himself with another glass, Mo Qianyan still held the cup expressionlessly, and sent the wine in the cup into his stomach, until the three glasses of wine were down, Feng Wuxian realized that something was wrong.

Why is this ancestor so well-behaved today?

So a conjecture gradually formed in his heart, the corners of his mouth slowly began to rise, deliberately approaching Mo Qianyan's side, and when Su Yixian and Xia Ziyuan didn't notice him, he quietly asked in Mo Qianyan's ear: "Senior brother, senior brother, look at who I am?"

After asking this, Feng Wuxian deliberately lightly covered half of his face with his sleeve, and Mo Qianyan raised his eyelids and looked at him.

After a long time, Mo Qianyan suddenly hooked the corners of her lips and smiled, which was thrilling, as if three thousand flowers were all blooming at that moment, giving people a visual surprise and shock.

"Lady, call husband!"

In a word, the amazement of Feng Wuxie's heart was shattered with a bang, fog grass, he was drunk so easily?

No wonder the pestle didn't move there for half a day.

At this moment, Feng Wuxian finally was sure that Mo Qianyan was really drunk, before he sat there quietly, his eyes were dull, his eyes were foggy, it turned out that he was drunk, but in this way, this senior brother is the amount of a cup to pour.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxian couldn't help but show an evil smile, but Mo Qianyan on the other side didn't allow him to laugh like this, only to see him suddenly approach and straighten Feng Wuxian's face and said, "Lady, call Fujun!"

The corners of Feng Wuxie's mouth stiffened, and he felt that the whole person was not good, could this product be drunk?

Please, he's not his wife, call him a hammer husband!

Mo Qianyan's words also successfully attracted Su Yixian's attention, and the two looked at Feng Wuxian suspiciously.

"What's wrong with him?" asked Su Yixian curiously.

Feng Wuxian scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Senior brother, he seems to be drunk." ”

Just as he finished saying this, Mo Qianyan straightened his face again and said, "Good, call Husband!"

Su Yixian squirted out a sip of wine directly, she glared at Mo Qianyan in surprise, but after staring for a while, she found that the other party didn't look at her at all.

So Su Yixian simply got up and came directly to Feng Wuxian and Mo Qianyan, she wanted to see what these two were doing.

Especially Feng Wuxie, he is not a good bird at first glance, but why does Mo Qianyan hold his face?

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Su Yixian looked at them condescendingly with an unkind face.

Feng Wuxian's scalp was numb when Su Yixian looked at it, things weren't like what she saw, could he explain it?

If he said that this ancestor did it first, would the girl believe him?

"Girl, it's Senior Brother, Senior Brother, he's drunk!"

Feng Wuxian hurriedly pushed away Mo Qianyan's hand, but although Mo Qianyan was drunk, the strength in his hand was not small.

Feng Wuxian struggled for a while, but he couldn't break free from his clutches.

"Are you sure?" Su Yixian curiously reached out and wanted to break Mo Qianyan's hand.

After all, Feng Wuxie's face had already begun to turn blue by him at this moment, and if she didn't help, I was afraid that this goblin would die on the spot.

"Senior brother, let go!" said Su Yixian.

But hearing Mo Qianyan's ears, his complexion instantly began to become aggrieved, and his eyes were even more watery, and he looked like he was about to cry.

Su Yixian's innocent scalp tingled for a while, did he feel wronged?

Just when the two were puzzled, Mo Qianyan spoke again: "Lady, don't you want to be a husband?"

Su Yixian's hand shook violently, at this moment she didn't even have the courage to pull Mo Qianyan away, did this child suffer any emotional trauma?

Do you want to be so pitiful?

One of her little hearts was pounding.

At this time, Xia Zi Kite also walked over slowly, and when she saw Mo Qianyan holding her innocent face tightly, she immediately laughed.

"Senior brother, what are you doing with Feng Wuxie?"

Xia Ziyuan's unintentional words were directly exchanged for Mo Qianyan's chilling eyes, only to see him expressionlessly said to Xia Ziyuan: "Stay away from my lady, get out!"

At this moment, the three of them looked at Mo Qianyan in surprise.

I saw that his Qing Lingling's little eyes seemed to have been quenched with poison, and he looked at Xia Ziyuan mercilessly, and Xia Ziyuan was frightened when he saw it, and some of the wine on his head was also sobered up a little in an instant.

After the three of them glanced at each other, they dared to conclude that Mo Qianyan was really drunk.

However, this simple appearance looks like a different style, compared with the previous appearance of being high up and not approaching, it is more vivid and interesting.

Su Yixian just laughed out loud, and at this moment, he didn't care about the reason why he held Feng Wuxian to death.

But the wind is innocent, he is now being locked by this ancestor in an extremely weird posture, can you not rush to watch the show first?

Can you be a little sympathetic and come to someone to save him first?

Just when Feng Wuxian was crying with a helpless face, Mo Qianyan spoke again: "Lady, why are you unhappy?"

At this moment, Feng Wuxie has a loveless face, and he is locked in his throat by you, can I still be happy?

Do you dare to let go?

Facing this Mo Qianyan's vague little eyes, Feng Wuxian took a deep breath and motioned to Su Yixian to come closer, as long as this ancestor could see the gap between the two people, then when Mo Qianyan realized that he had caught the wrong person, he would naturally let him go.

But he never expected that he still underestimated Mo Qianyan's drunken behavior.

I saw Mo Qianyan look at him and then at Su Yixian, and then suddenly pouted, Feng Wuxian dared to guarantee that he really pouted suddenly, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he didn't know that there could be such a vivid and lovely expression on that ice cube face.

At that moment, Feng Wuxian's Adam's apple rolled a few times subconsciously, and Su Yixian subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

I didn't expect this black-hearted little white lotus to have such a delicate and lovely side, and Su Yixian, as a woman, expressed her shame.