Taking advantage of Shen Qinghan's going to talk about Tianqing today, Su Wangge sneaked into Shen Qinghan's room, touched the side of the bed, and touched a rolling mechanism on a bedpost, and gently slid down, two feet away from the bed, Su Wangge really touched an opening hole, and a strong aroma of wine overflowed.

Su Elegy picked the innermost bottle, lifted the lid of the wine, and the aroma of the wine was even stronger, so thick that Su Elegy's eyebrows were delighted, this wine has been put for a hundred years. The taste is very pure, and when she takes a bite into her throat, it is the green bamboo chant she likes. The eyebrows couldn't help but be raised, and she couldn't help but feel a little strange when she was happy: the reason why she knew about this wine store was all based on the original book, but in the original book, there was only the best peach blossom brew, where was there a place for Qingzhu Yin. Su Wangge touched in again and found that the pattern of the wine bottle on the left was different from the bottle in her hand. Take out a bottle, unscrew it and smell it, it is fragrant and rich, it is the peach blossom brew that Shen Qinghan likes. Su Wangge hurriedly put back the lid of the wine and put it back. Returning to the bedpost, he felt the mechanism, and found that the rolling ring had not slipped to his head, and driven by curiosity, Su Elegy slid it all to the end.

There was a sound of the stone door opening in his ears in a daze, and suddenly Su Elegy's curiosity jumped sky-high. Without thinking about it, he slipped in.

Su Elegy is just unable to see clearly, and he is not really blind, and when he first enters, he can still feel the boundless darkness inside. A little further in, there were some misty points of light, and the further in, the more points of light, like a sky full of stars.

Su Elegy stands in the palace room decorated with thousands of night pearls, the structure of the room is exquisite, and there are many antique ink lacquer carved bookshelves. If she could see it, she would see that the room was full of paintings, at least thousands, of all figures, all of them of the same person. The woman in the painting is lifelike, the hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, without powder, so beautiful that it is just right, not vulgar in the world, nor in the outside.

It's all her appearance.

Feeling a surge of air behind him, Su Wangge broke out in a layer of sweat out of thin air. It's over, it's over, it can't be Shen Qinghan, right? He'll kill me!

"Senior brother" Su Elegy asked tentatively.

"Hmm"

Su Elegy was deaf for the first time, and his heart was suddenly half cold.

Before Su Wangge could think of the right strategy, he was pulled out by a pair of warm hands.

Su Elegy: What's the situation? It doesn't fit the development of the plot!

"It's just a storage room, there's nothing to look at" Xu is indoor echo, Xu is Shen Qinghan's voice is loud enough, Shen Qinghan's words actually entered Su Wangge's ears word by word, if it weren't for the fact that he was still seeing clearly, Su Wangge thought that his poisoning period had passed.

The dark poison is very abrasive, and each attack can be as little as a month or as long as half a year.

Looking at Shen Qinghan's calm and leisurely appearance, it seems that this is really just a simple storage room. Secretly admired his good luck.

"Senior brother, I also took this" Su Wangge shook the wine bottle in his hand towards Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan's eyes deepened a little, but his voice was as calm as ever, "It's okay, it's for people to drink, if you like it, take a few more bottles."

Su Wangge thought that Shen Qinghan was just talking, and it wasn't until she returned to the room with four or five bottles of Qingzhu Yin that she realized that Shen Qinghan was serious. He didn't get angry and gave her a few bottles of wine?!

Is it true that Shen Qinghan was not taken away?

Su Elegy just wanted to taste it, but who would have thought that this wine was so tempting that when she was content, three bottles were already in her stomach.

When he was drunk, Su Wangge went to bed early.

In the middle of the night, I felt a tumbling in my abdomen in a trance, and there were faint signs of vomiting. Su Wangge touched the head of the bed randomly, touched a coldness, picked up Qingge and stumbled outside.

I don't know where I squatted, and I didn't vomit it for a long time, but I squatted and numbed my legs. Standing up, it was like stepping on a cloud, and my mind was turned upside down. Three bottles of century-old green bamboo, great stamina. The consciousness was too vague, Su Wangge couldn't find where his room was for a while, and touched a door and pushed it in. In the dark, he also found a bed for her, turned over and rolled up, and did not forget to pull the quilt over himself.

Feeling something burrowing into his futon, Shen Qinghan opened his eyes violently, even in the dark night, there was a sharp light. Several bursts of wine mixed with the woman's fragrance rushed into his nose, and a steady heart instantly lost its balance, like a bead with a broken thread, beating uncontrollably.

How could Su Elegy come to him?

I just wanted to get up and leave, but found that most of my robe was suppressed by Su Elegy. had no choice but to approach Su Wangge and pull out his robe little by little.

The two were extremely close, and their snorts were intertwined.

Su Wangge suddenly felt a little itchy on the tip of his nose, so he approached Shen Qinghan's face and rubbed it.

In an instant, the strings of Shen Qinghan's reason broke, and a hundred years of bone-deep thoughts came like a flood of beasts, and the poison of this longing seemed to see the antidote, and it was unstoppable to rush towards the light.

Shen Qinghan lowered his head and swallowed Su Elegy's lips, as soft as he was back then, as attractive as he was back then, accompanied by the aroma of wine, and even a little confused charming.

Tossing and biting and licking, it took a long time before they parted a little, and his eyelashes were next to Su Elegy's. Shen Qinghan half-knelt between Su Elegy's legs and kissed all the way down from Su Elegy's forehead.

The center of the eyebrows, the tip of the nose, the cheeks, the lips, the chin, the neck, the collarbone.

The road is undulating and devout.

With a light movement of his hands, he untied Su Elegy's clothes. Leaning in, the tentacles were full of soft palms, and Su Elegy couldn't help but snort softly, endlessly uncomfortable and enduring. Shen Qinghan went all the way down, kissed his tight lower abdomen, and when he continued to go down, the black hair that slipped from his shoulders mixed with fine breathing rubbed and teased in this dangerous part, causing Su Elegy to tremble for a while, and his breathing unconsciously sped up a little, and he accidentally pushed the Qingge she was carrying just now to the ground, smashing it with a crisp sound.

This sound can be called a precipice, and it dragged back what little reason Shen Qinghan had left. Secretly scolding himself for being a bastard and taking advantage of others' danger. Panicked, he rolled over and got out of bed, and floated outside with flirtatious steps.