Chapter 190: Lip Color

Feng Nu held the goblet in his hand, slowly moved to the front of Murong Chong, knelt at his feet, raised the goo above his head and said: "Zhu Zhu ......" The words were not finished, only felt that his hand holding the big goo was held by a warm hand, Feng Nu was startled, Da Yao's wine spilled down, splashed on her face, whether the wine was warm or mellow, Feng Nu suddenly had a sense of dizziness.

"Feng Nu-" The voice of the person above was low, word by word, like a dark incense sneaking in, "Fu Jian is defeated, he is defeated, Feng Nu, are you happy?" ”

Feng Nu's hand was held, his head was lowered again, he didn't know how to answer, he only felt that Murong Chong's hand was struggling, pulling himself towards him, Feng Nu replied hastily: "Ye is happy, Feng Nu is happy!" ”

Murong Chong laughed loudly, and as soon as his hand was forced, Feng Nu was carried and pounced on his lap, and the wine in Da Yao splashed on his robe, wetting a piece, Feng Nu hurriedly threw himself to the ground, trembling and shouting: "Slave and maid should die, slave and maid should die!" ”

Who knew that Murong Chong didn't care, squinted at her, and said with a smile: "Come here!" ”

Feng Nu looked at his smile, he rarely smiled like this, he was so handsome, but Feng Nu's heart was extremely cold, he crawled over stiffly, and there were few people in the sixteen courtyards below who were watching the dance, from Feng Nu to serve wine, the attention of the big guy was on it, seeing Feng Nu splashing Murong Chong's body, there were people who were schadenfreude, secretly worried, and they were all waiting for Murong Chong's next move.

Murong Chong waited for Feng Nu to crawl over, touched her face, and said with a smile: "Fu Jian is defeated, you shouldn't die, how do you say I should celebrate?" ”

"Ask for ...... The master exempts the slave and maid from five goblet wine, and drinks ten goblets. Feng Nu is going to get drunk to death! Feng Nu saw that Murong Chong not only lost his temper, but also with Yan Yueran, it seems that Fu Jian has lost, how happy the master is, then let Fu Jian lose a few more games, she Feng Nu will have a good life, she suddenly remembered that Changshi told her to beg Murong Chong, and immediately softened her body and begged.

At this time, Changsheng said: "Brother Huang, the clothes have been delivered, change them quickly." Cover your robe with a warm-up. I'm afraid I'm going to freeze and get sick! ”

Murong Chong squinted at Feng Nu, it had always been Feng Nu's business to change clothes and boots in the past, Feng Nu immediately understood, and said respectfully: "Feng Nu is waiting for the master to change clothes!" ”

Murong Chong was very satisfied. Walk towards the warm pavilion of Mingtang. Some people were disappointed. actually let Feng Nu escape, some people secretly rejoiced, it seems that Feng Nu is really happy.

Arrived at the Warm Pavilion. Feng Nu first untied Murong Chong's robe, the middle pants inside were also wet, she also went to untie them as usual, and when she turned around and picked up the dry middle pants to put on with him, her waist was suddenly held, very tight, and then Feng Nu fell into Murong Chong's arms, her lips were bitten by Murong Chong, Murong Chong's breath was blazing like fire, her lips and tongue were impatient, as if she wanted to swallow Feng Nu in one bite, and then Feng Nu was pressed down on the couch, only to feel that her body was touched and pinched by countless hands, hot and hot.

Feng Nu's heart was cold for a while, look, how could the master spare himself easily? The punishment is about to begin, this time, will he suffocate her to death, or will he strangle her to death, or will he strangle her? She thought about it, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "Master, master...... Feng Nu knew that he was wrong, he spared Feng Nu, and he spared Feng Nu! Feng Nu didn't dare anymore! ”

Feng Nu's body was light, Murong Chong left her, hurriedly put on his middle pants, didn't even wear a robe, walked quickly to the outside of the warm pavilion, walked a few steps and turned around, and roared: "Those ten wines...... You can't avoid it, you can't avoid it, you have to drink it all! Feng Nu looked at him through tears, only to see a pair of eyes red and blood-red, and his cheeks were also strangely red and frighteningly red, looking like a cannibal, he couldn't help shrinking his body, not daring to look at him again.

Outside the door, Changsheng chased after Murong Chong: "Brother Huang, it's cold, be put on a big robe and leave!" ”

After a long time, Feng Nu got up and looked at himself in the mirror, his cheeks were also red, very weird, the two lips were a little swollen, the red seemed to be overflowing, Feng Nu tidied up the messy clothes on his body, and in retrospect, although Murong Chong was a little violent this time, there was no pain on his body, not only that, it seemed to be very, very ......

Feng Nu shuddered, could it be that the master wanted to use a new method to torture her?

Feng Nu came out of the warm pavilion and quietly returned to her seat, Changshi saw her come back, looked her up and down, and felt abnormal, Feng Nu made him look up to Mao, and said angrily: "It's all your fault, the Wuyao Cup can't be avoided, and the master is punished!" ”

"Wuyao wine is not exempt? How will the Lord punish you? How can I look at your face full of spring? Changshi pointed to Feng Nu's face, that round little face, red and drunk, and the lips were also red and gorgeous, which was really suspicious.

Feng Nu briefly said the matter of Fang Cai, touched his lips and said, "Changshi, I ...... How is it good? ”

Changshi had a solemn face, and ordered the maid to pour a large amount of wine and handed it over: "Master is right, you must drink enough ten goblets, cough, like this, otherwise where can you achieve good things?" Even irrelevant people like me are dying in a hurry, alasβ€”"

"Just now you said that if you don't want me to eat five goblets, you have to drink five goblets!"

"Drink! I will definitely drink Wuyao, and I will definitely drink it when there is a happy event, and I will drink it with you! ”

"Changshi," Feng Nu came over and dragged Changshi's sleeve and said, "Why don't you go and beg the master and spare Feng Nu!" ”

Changshi shook his head, and said with a smile in the corner of his eyes: "It's useless to ask, you have to drink these five wines...... Feng Nu, Lord He...... In fact, I want to be close to you...... It's not to punish you ......"

Feng Nu shook his head.

A close attendant came in and said, "Lord Changshi, you said that the program of Miss Fengnu will be arranged in Jinzi, and this time is coming, is it time to prepare?" ”

Changshi pushed Feng Nu and said: "Quick, the show is here, you work harder, as soon as the master is happy, he will definitely be able to spare you!" ”

Feng Nu hurriedly got up and ran outside the hall, leading a few maids and servants to prepare for the west, but heard a servant say loudly: "The time has come, say goodbye to the old and welcome the new!" ”

Everyone in Mingtang was waiting for a new program, but they didn't hear the sound of silk and bamboo, and in the silence, they suddenly heard a loud "pop", and everyone was startled, but they heard a crisp sentence: "Firecrackers remove the old year!" ”

Then there were a few more "crackling horns", and Changshi said loudly: "Please move to the Mingtang compound to enjoy "Yuan Ri Thunderbolt"

When Murong Chong was in the warm pavilion, he didn't think about anything, Feng Nu changed his wet pants with him as usual, he drank a few glasses, and when he looked down, he smelled the incense on Feng Nu's head, just like when he woke up with her in his arms, his whole body was comfortable, but today there are some differences, his body is accompanied by the surging surge that can't be pressed, Feng Nu's hair, the breath on his body is like a goblin bewitching him, completely unconscious, he picked her up and kissed her, and kissed her red lips directly, only to find that he had hoped to do something for a long, long, long time. (To be continued.) )

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