"Yanran, are you okay?" Ye Yanhai lowered his voice and asked about Ye Yanran's condition. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ye Yanran drank the soup and shook her head slightly, "Big brother, I'm fine." ”

At the dinner table, after three rounds of wine, everyone gradually got better, relaxed a little, and talked and laughed, Huang Fuchen hummed a few words from time to time, and said two sentences at will.

The rough palm kept picking up the wine glass on the table, slowly tasting the wine, a pair of deep and cold eagle eyes, straight down on Ye Yanran's face, Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, did not notice Huang Fuchen's gaze, slightly one hand on her cheeks, because the few glasses of wine that had just fallen on the stomach were already drunk, and her cheeks were hot, red like two blooming begonias, falling on her fair face, looking a little coquettish and pitying.

Huang Fuchen drank wine, the wine burned his heart, and his eyes became a little deeper.

Ye Yanran felt a slight tightness in her chest, and the wine just now kept turning over the smell of wine, burning her heart uncomfortably, and wrinkling her brows.

"Big brother, I'll go out to breathe, and come to me when I'm going to leave later!"

"Hmmm! Be careful, I'll pick you up later. Ye Yanhai said, Ye Yanran got up and bowed slightly to the people at the table, and whispered to Huang Fuchen, "Young marshal, Yanran went out to relieve her hands, and she was out of company!" ”

Ye Yanran didn't take a serious look at Huang Fuchen's hot eyes from beginning to end, her heart was blocked by the smell of wine, and she turned around and left the hall.

The wine glass in Huang Fuchen's hand paused in his palm, the whole palm froze, and his eyes drifted out of the door with the sharp shadow, until it disappeared, Huang Fuchen retracted his gaze unsatisfactorily, raised his hand, and drank the wine in the cup with a glass.

Everyone present was a little drunk, and did not pay attention to Huang Fuchen's strange appearance, but Adjutant Chen, who was standing on the side, saw a little deep meaning, and thought in his heart, looking at this, isn't the young marshal in love with Miss Ye? She is Sanshao's girlfriend, currently said to be his girlfriend, and will soon be his fiancée.

In the toasting room, Huang Fuchen stood up suddenly, and everyone present immediately dropped their wine glasses and got up immediately.

"Don't panic! Ben Shuai goes out for a walk! Go ahead! Huang Fuchen stopped the panicked crowd in a deep voice, and left the hall quickly.

After everyone looked at each other for a while, they continued to drink, Zhao Feng's eyebrows and eyes secretly raised, looked outside, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and had an indescribable slight feeling in her heart, as a woman, how could she not see that the young marshal seemed to have that kind of meaning to that Miss Ye, but that Miss Ye did not respond to the young marshal.

In the front yard of the young marshal's mansion, there is an old locust tree, and under the trunk of the big tree with intricately roots, there is a small hexagonal pavilion.

Ye Yanran sat in the pavilion, looking up at the high wall, the white Xuanyue above the sky, and estimated that it was about to enter winter.

Ye Yanran stroked her heart, breathed in the slightly cold breath outside, and suddenly felt much refreshed, and even the drowsiness of the wine smoke went to a layer.

Behind Huang Fuchen's back, he quietly approached the beautiful woman in the pavilion who looked up at the moon.

"Nice view here?" A deep voice came from behind itself.

Ye Yanran's body trembled, looked back, her eyes were shocked, and she immediately stood up, "Young marshal!" ”