Shi Lan turned around and went back to the small shed, and came out with a small wine jug. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Hao Ze took a deep breath, only to feel that his soul was rippling, and there was an illusion of floating.

"Good wine," Hao Ze stretched out his hand and pointed, and immediately conjured up a set of stone tables and chairs on the spot.

Shi Lan put the wine jug down, waited for him to sit down, and filled the wine glass.

Hao Ze picked up the wine glass and took a deep breath, the faint fishy aura brought by the mirage grass was synthesized by other fairy grasses, and the faint umami was mixed in the aroma of the wine, making people sway.

Hao Ze took a sip and let the liquor slide in his mouth and slowly fall into his throat.

After a long time, he opened his eyes in admiration, revealing a look of admiration that he could not put into words.

Shi Lan carefully looked at his demeanor, and saw that his eyes were clear, and his heart couldn't help jumping, secretly wondering if this wine couldn't make him drunk.

Hao Ze drank all the wine in the cup and motioned for Shi Lan to pour it again.

Shi Lan was looking at him to drink two more glasses, where would he be stingy, and hurriedly filled it again.

Hao Ze took a slow sip and drank two more glasses unconsciously.

Shi Lan was worried that he had drunk too much and hurt himself, so when he saw that he still wanted it, he persuaded: "This wine is strong, just drink it." ”

Hao Ze supported the table on one elbow, his hand supported his chin, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, his thin lips pursed slightly, and he was very unhappy with Shi Lan's refusal.

It's just that his wine is surging up at this time, and his former sharp eyes are a little hazy because of the wine, and the wine stained by his thin lips shows a trace of enchantment in the moonlight, and there is no coldness at all.

Shi Lan couldn't help but think that when she and Zhu Yi were together, he suddenly raised his head, and the corners of his lips were also with such water stains.

Thinking of the scene at that time, Shi Lan's cheeks were hot, and she muttered a little in her mouth, "If you really want to drink, then wait until tomorrow, the wine is yours on the left and right, and I won't give it to others." ”

Hao Ze closed his eyes slightly, and breathed a long breath for a while.

Shi Lan also didn't know if he heard her last promise.

Waiting for a while, Hao Ze still didn't move, Shi Lan licked his lips and cautiously approached Hao Ze.

The slightly scented breath of wine sprayed on her cheeks, causing a ripple in her spirit.

Slowly approaching her lips, Shi Lan tentatively stretched out her little tongue, licked it very quickly, and quickly left.

Hao Ze didn't move, but his lips seemed to be more moist.

Shi Lan's cheeks were hot, and she slowly leaned over.

The small lilac tongue pried open his half-closed lips, carefully tentatively priing his teeth open, trying to awaken his already sleeping consciousness.

After about a moment, it seemed that less than half a moment had passed, the gentle softness of the entanglement of the tip of the tongue moved slightly, Shi Lan subconsciously retracted the tip of the tongue, and took two steps back in panic.

When I turned around again, I saw Hao Ze open his eyes, and his eyes were clear.

"What's wrong with me?"

Shi Lan was secretly happy, and his eyes subconsciously flickered between his eyebrows.

The dark black pattern, like an entangled evil ghost, sneered silently at Shi Lan.

Shi Lan's eyes darkened slightly, and he said lightly: "Adults are not strong enough to drink, take a nap." ”

Hao Ze rubbed his eyebrows, got up and said, "It's not early, you can rest early." ”

Shi Lan nodded, looked at his back as he slowly left, and sighed faintly.

In the early morning of the next day, after Hao Ze completely woke up from the wine, he rubbed his eyebrows in confusion, and leaned lazily on the couch, not why, he felt very relaxed and comfortable, and he always pressed the heaviness of his eyebrows in the past, and strangely reduced a lot.

There were two soft knocks outside the door.

Hao Ze frowned slightly and got up from the couch.

"Please come in."

The clothes showed colorful colors from the open door, Hao Ze's eyes flashed, and it seemed that from this moment he wondered, when did Lan'er not like the blue clouds, and changed to the colorful glow?

Fake Lan walked up to Hao Ze, and when he saw his eyes were confused, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, "I don't know who came early yesterday to ask people to cultivate, and today they got up early, but they became lazy when they supervised." ”

Hao Ze symbolically pulled the corners of his mouth and said: "I thought about it yesterday, you don't like to cultivate, so you don't have to be reluctant, your body has been a lot stronger over the years, and the cultivation method is certainly the icing on the cake, if you don't cultivate, with the help of decoction, it won't affect much." ”

When Fake Lan heard this, his eyes lit up, "Really? ”

Hao Ze nodded, suppressing the weirdness in his heart.

Fake Lan happily reached out to pull him.

Hao Ze subconsciously reached out to arrange the feet of his robe, got up from the couch with long legs.

Fake Lan's outstretched hand fell into the air, and he listened in embarrassment.

Hao Ze didn't seem to notice it, and was still pinching the trick to straighten out his robe.

Fake Lan hurriedly withdrew her arm, pretending that nothing had happened.

Hao Ze's eyes were slightly dark, in the past, when he and Lan'er were still in the nether realm, he was more wooden, and when Lan'er did something and didn't realize it, she would jump up, drag herself, and force herself to do it again, so that she could understand that things should be done this way.

Hao Ze's gaze inadvertently slipped towards Fake Lan, such a calm style was completely inconsistent with his impression.

After coping with the day, in the dead of night, Hao Ze came to Baicao Garden again.

Waiving the prohibition, Hao Ze walked into the courtyard and looked at Shi Lan who had not cultivated with some surprise.

Shi Lan only smiled at him, turned around and went back to the small shed to get wine.

Hao Ze tacitly conjured out the table and chairs, and when Shi Lan came out, he pointed to the seat and said, "Come and sit with me for a while." ”

Shi Lan sat beside him, poured him wine, and watched him drink slowly.

Pour again, drink again.

After pouring three glasses, Shi Lan pressed the wine jug and said, "It's enough today." ”

Hao Ze pointed to the wine glass and said, "Some more." ”

Shi Lan groaned and poured another half a cup, and said, "Don't drink too much." ”

Hao Ze rolled his eyes in confusion, drank the wine, suddenly grabbed her hand, and asked, "Who are you?" ”

Shi Lan's heart jumped, and she muttered how to answer, after all, Hao Ze had not recovered his consciousness at this time, and she had not yet recovered her appearance, even if she said that she was Shi Lan, he would be willing to believe it.

The strength between his hands was unconsciously a little heavy, Shi Lan rolled his eyes, and only then did he find that Hao Ze had already closed his eyes, and the aroma of wine spread between the two of them with his breathing.

Shi Lan took a deep breath, bent down, carefully did the thing of stealing incense and jade, and quietly withdrew to keep his distance before Hao Ze woke up.

Seeing Hao Ze, who knew nothing, walk away, Shi Lan irritably picked up the jade pendant of her skirt.

"Fat fish, how long will it take for the mirage grass to be used?"

The fat fish spit bubbles and showed his figure, "Beautiful sister, don't worry, it should be about the same in a few days." ”

Shi Lan frowned and looked at the grass roots wrapped around its tail, and was also helpless.

Five days later, the fat fish finally spat out and was ready to make potions.

Shi Lan was overjoyed, and while she was thinking about restoring herself to her true form and revealing the mask of the fake Lan, Hao Ze brought the news that he was going to be away for a few days, and asked her for some wine to share with the other gods.

Shi Lan was a little reluctant, this wine was not brewed much, if it was cheap for others, then how could she continue those things that made people blush and heartbeat.

It's just that Hao Ze rarely talks to her, no matter what, he can't give no face.

After thinking about it, Shi Lan took a palm-sized wine jug, poured a jug, and handed it to him.