Chapter 78: A Drunken Holiday
Tian Guangfeng chattered a lot, and the more he talked, the more indignant he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.
raised his eyes, and the moment he faced the dark pupils, his heart sank suddenly, and his mouth immediately closed.
Fu Yingran didn't say anything, touching the soft body of the cotton ball, but Tian Guangfeng could feel the invisible oppression and unhappiness, which made his heart tremble slightly.
Tian Guangfeng immediately bowed down and pleaded guilty, "The villain has trespassed, please forgive the master." ”
Fu Yingran looked at her faintly, his expression calm, and there was something indescribable.
She watched him kneel for a long time before she slowly spoke, "I don't like people who tell the truth, especially the people around me. ”
Tian Guangfeng's nervous forehead was cold, and he hurriedly responded, "Yes." ”
Looking at the master's attitude towards the Buddha, he trusts him to the extreme, and even if he is deceived by the Buddha, he has no annoyance.
He has said so many bad things about him today, and his master will not drive him away.
At this moment, it just feels like time has slowed down.
Tian Guangfeng held his breath nervously, and after Fu Yingran waved him out casually, his tense body finally relaxed all of a sudden, and he left the house in a hurry.
When Tian Guangfeng walked to the door, he immediately saw Fu Chen standing on the door frame.
How long has he been standing here, and has he heard all the words just now?
He just stood here and listened all the time, not hindering, not panicking, not worried at all that the master would be angry when he knew that he had been deceived?
Looking at the faint irony in his eyes, his face burned, and he was embarrassed to dig into the cracks in the ground.
thought that he had grabbed his handle, wanted his master to punish him, and even disgusted him, but only he was the one who lost face.
Tian Guangfeng walked away without shame, and Fu Tan entered the house with a cup of rice wine and closed the door with his backhand.
"What kind of expression is this for the New Year. The New Year has a bitter face, be careful that you are not happy for a year. ”
Fu Tan shook the rice wine cup in front of Fu Yingran and seduced her.
Fu Yingran sniffed, held the cotton ball and put it aside, sat cross-legged and turned around, grabbed the rice wine and put it on the small table in front of him, and sniffed it vigorously.
The taste is really tempting.
"Do you want to have a drunk party tonight?"
Fu Yingran turned his back to the window, and the cold air outside the window blew a little cold on his back.
He closed the window, shook off her cloak, and draped it over her shoulders.
As soon as he lifted the hem of his clothes, he sat down beside her leisurely, untied a wine gourd from his waist, opened the spout and sniffed her.
The aroma is pungent and very strong.
"I drink this, you drink rice wine."
Fu Yingran hugged the rice wine cup and nodded happily, "Let's draw fists, and the penalty for losing." ”
He pursed his lips and chuckled, "So heroic." Then I'll let you go. ”
"Whoever wants you to let it is not necessarily who is powerful."
Fu Yingran playfully raised his chin slightly, poured the rice wine into a small bowl, cocked his right leg, rolled up his sleeves, and put on a bold posture of a country man.
"Liuliushun, Santaoyuan, Four Seasons Wealth......"
Fu Yingran drank and punched with great interest, laughter pierced the roof, and the dark night slowly enveloped the entire Yinghui Garden.
There was also a strange aroma that permeated the entire room, and even wafted to the corners of the Yinghui Garden, and fell asleep with the resting palace people.
Cotton Ball also seemed to feel their warm atmosphere, and meowed happily around them, but soon got tired and fell asleep on the side of Fu Yingran's legs.
Fu Yingye loves to play, in this capital where dignitaries and dignitaries gather, poetry, books, etiquette and music are prevalent, I am afraid that she is the only one who plays this kind of rough game unscrupulously.
When she was in the palace, she often fought with the subordinates of the palace, but it was not a punishment for drinking.
She plays in pairs, one for punching and one for punishment.
The loser of the punch, the companion holds his head and turns in place three times.
This is the most popular game, and every time you play this, everyone in the courtyard will gather to shout and laugh.
The punch is made with a mouth and a hand, so the victory is fast, but the circle is slow.
Often, before the three laps were completed, the punching man lost again, and there were three more laps waiting for him, and he couldn't stop at all while he was spinning.
The one who was punished often turned dizzy and swayed, causing everyone to laugh.
As long as one of them falls while spinning, his group is considered a complete loss.
This is a game created by Fu Yingzhi to pass the time of boredom.
The days after entering the palace are equally boring and dangerous.
"You've lost, it's time for you to drink, take a big sip."
Fu Ying's cheeks were red like two clouds, and his vision was also a little dazed, and he wanted to grab Fu Chen's wrist, but he grabbed it empty, stretched out his hand and touched it in the air for a long time before grabbing his arm.
Fu Yingran ran up his arm, lifted the wine gourd in his hand, and kept pouring it into his mouth.
Giggling as he poured it.
"Tell you that I'm amazing, you said that when you were in the palace, you beat me in a boxing."
"Yes, you're the best."
He took a big sip, a little wine spilling from the corners of his mouth, and arched his finger bones to wipe it.
Casual movements give people a sense of evil and charm, and they make people's eyes red and heartbeat.
The red lips were moistened by the wine, glowing with water, curling with pleasure, and the pair of danfeng eyes that led people to sink rippled with indulgent tenderness.
If a girl is present, she will definitely faint with excitement from the beautiful picture in front of her.
Although Fu Yingran is also a girl, she is not very conscious for a long time.
"We'll come again! Five leaders, six or six shun, seven qiao, eight horses......"
Fu Yingran squinted his eyes and slapped the table, muttering numbers in his mouth, and his five fingers were randomly gesturing, and he didn't know how many they were compared.
"What are you doing, fist stroke, hand ......"
She became more and more dizzy, and when she saw that she didn't make a move, she complained dissatisfiedly, and wanted to pull his hand to punch, but her eyes couldn't be in the right direction, and she kept scratching in the air.
"You're drunk, let's play another day and rest for a while."
Softly coaxed, he pulled up the cloak that had slipped on her floor and put it over her shoulders.
She snorted in displeasure, straightened her back, and her cloak fell to the ground again.
"No, come again!"
She grabbed the rice wine cup in front of her and drank the last bit of the foundation.
The aroma in the air intensified.
Fu Tan looked at the slender jade hand in front of him, smiled helplessly, and took the initiative to reassure her small palm with her big hand, and let her pull it.
"Let you accompany me to make a punch, you are all Rory, pushing, you, you bully me......"
A girl's mood is like a June day, and it is not wrong to say that it changes.
Fu Tan didn't know what he had done wrong, and the girl who had just pulled him heroically to continue to draw his fists suddenly burst into tears.
As soon as his mouth opened, tears flowed down without warning.
Fu Tan was a little helpless, and felt funny, but more distressed.
He knew that she was in a very bad mood today, but she kept pretending that nothing happened.
He let her grab his sleeve and cry in a low voice, and the golden beans fell down one by one, directly wiping his sleeve as a handkerchief, and it was soaked after a while.
Fu Yingran was already drunk, and he was a little tired from crying, so he lay directly on the desk, but the hand holding his sleeve never let go.
"Fu Chen, I regret it, I shouldn't have entered the palace."