It was only at this moment that Ling Xingyue understood how passionate, how longing, how painful, and how beautiful it was to be irresistible and unable to extricate herself from her liking and love as a human being.

Thinking of the way the girl took Situ's hand and spoke softly, and her delicate and lovely face, I couldn't help but feel a great pain in my chest.

Seeing that it was getting late, the sun was sinking in the west, and the branches of the big tree where Ling Xingyue was lying began to sway slightly with the cold breeze.

However, the heat in Ling Xingyue's heart was still hot and could not be calmed down.

The feeling of wanting to hug her into his arms never left his mind for a moment, and it stirred his heart all the time.

Ling Xingyue pinched the couple's hui, and lay quietly like this for a while, until the lights came on, the moon and stars were sparse, and few clouds were hovering and floating overhead.

Although the girl's breath was still slightly swirling around the big tree where she had been lying, Ling Xingyue was even more uncomfortable and depressed by this breath.

So Ling Xingyue didn't lie down anymore, jumped off the branch lightly, and took advantage of the moonlight like frost to go straight to Mengba Shangcheng, the closest to the pasture, gracefully and quickly.

The liveliness of Mengba Shangcheng is not as lively as that of the capital, but at the beginning of the night, people come and go on the street, and red candles and lanterns are still prosperous.

As soon as he arrived on the street of this county town, a bewitching wine shop woman floated over, grabbed Ling Xingyue's arm, and then seemed to lean her whole body over:

"Oh my God! Where did such a Peugeot figure come from! It simply amazed our sisters! ”

Before Ling Xingyue could come to her senses, the woman's bright red skirt had been gently pinched up with her right hand, and her fingers had been curled into the shape of an orchid that pretended to be beautiful.

The other hand wanted to hold Ling Xingyue's arm, gently squeezing him to pull him upstairs.

Ling Xingyue coldly pinched the woman's brocade sleeves with her fingers, shook off her arm without a trace, and then said lightly:

"I'm here to drink."

"Only drink."

The woman was not angry, and grinned and said:

"Okay! Childe, don't say that you only come to drink, that is, you only come to sit with us, and we are also looking forward to welcoming it! ”

Ling Xingyue ignored her coquettish smile and walked into this very luxurious restaurant.

Everyone who was eating and drinking in the lobby was suddenly shocked, and they only felt that they couldn't move their eyes for a while, and they were fairy and elegant, envious and sighing:

I saw a young man at the door, Changxin was standing, his long hair was scattered like ink on the jade-colored white clothes, and only a slight jade ribbon tied the hair in front of him at the back of his head, especially that pair of eyes, which were not only beautiful, shining like stars in the night sky, but also exuding a trace of charming and gloomy glass-like light.

Ling Xingyue slowly floated lightly, moved up to the second floor, picked a quiet place near the window and sat down, and instructed Xiao Er to ask for a pot of fairy drunk, four exquisite side dishes, and a small dish of crispy fried dried fish, this is what he has always loved, and at this time he wants to make himself a little more comfortable, so as to alleviate a little depression in his heart.

Ling Xingyue felt that if he didn't vent again, he was about to explode, and the kind of madness after ecstasy was not something that he could bear as a civet cat who had just become a human and felt people's love and affection.

He knows how much he drinks as a civet family, so he usually warns himself not to indulge in drinking, so as not to show his true colors and hurt others, and he is more likely to expose himself and cause unnecessary trouble and panic.

But today, Ling Xingyue wanted to try the taste of drunkenness, the last time he was drunk, he caused a big disaster, he had to go out of Beijing to think about it, and was forced to marry Leng Qingqiu as a side Fujin, this time he didn't want to care about this, he just wanted to get drunk once.

He picked up the immortal drunk of the white porcelain jade bottle, and slowly poured it into the matching runyu porcelain cup in front of him, and there was a blue lotus flower printed on the bottom of the cup.

The lotus flower is soaked with wine, shining and dripping, very elegant.

It is not easy to have such a delicate object in such a small place, Ling Xingyue thought deeply.

In fact, he didn't know that this was a fairy-like person like the shopkeeper who admired him, and specially took all the treasures at the bottom of the box for him to drink.

However, the shopkeeper felt that he was too vulgar and unbearable, so he didn't dare to show his face, and he didn't even dare to come over to talk to Ling Xingyue.

I just think that such a beautiful character, it is best for him to slowly taste wine in the best scenery near the window.

Ling Xingyue knew the amount of alcohol she had drunk, and after drinking two more slowly, she already felt that her eyes were blurred and her head was blurry.

So Ling Xingyue sat quietly for a while, reached out of the window and folded a thin bamboo branch with leaves, simply made up a style of lifting wine, and lifted the bottle of Runyu porcelain bottle Immortal drunk, and then reached out and pinched the blue lotus runyu porcelain cup, threw down a small gold ingot and turned to leave.

He wants to go to see Lan Keman while he is still drunk!

The passionate emotion of being urged by the wine made him unable to wait for a moment, Ling Xingyue walked out of the wine shop, suppressed and walked slowly until he left the city gate.

The grassland was deep, with only the stars overhead dimming a crescent moon.

Ling Xingyue broke out of everyone's sight, unfolded the swift speed of the spirit cat, followed the cold dew aura, sharp but still graceful, and went straight towards Lan Keman's tent.

A small deer next to her gently snuggled up to her mother's side and slept comfortably.

It was suddenly awakened by a gust of wind, and saw a shadow flash at random, leaving behind a clear smell of spiritual bamboo soaked in the aroma of wine.

The fawn not only licked its little mouth attracted by the breath of this spiritual bamboo leaf, and then plunged into its mother's arms again, and fell asleep softly, but for some reason I frequently dreamed of the smell of vanilla in my dreams.

Originally, the car was almost three days away, and Ling Xingyue unfolded his speed, even if it was late at night, he would quickly arrive outside the tent where Lan Keman was sleeping.

Because of the cold dew in that place, the soft fragrance of Lingzhu is more and more intense!

It seemed that as Lan Keman exhaled and inhaled, it emanated softly from her body, lingering on Ling Xingyue's chest.

Ling Xingyue didn't make any sound, silently and quietly like a cat, leaning outside Lan Keman's tent.

Holding the bottle of Runyu Immortal in his hand, he raised his head and took a sip.

Then he was so drunk and went over, tilted his head and slept quietly outside Lan Keman's account.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Xingyue was awakened by Lan Keman's slight whispering, he opened his eyes, and found that the sky far away already had a hint of cold whiteness.

He knew that snuggling up to Lan Keman's vicinity like this, being seen by others, would bring her gossip, and it would also make him look ridiculous.

So he took a deep look at the tent again, and seemed to be able to hear Lan Keman's slight breathing, and seemed to see Lan Keman's gentle undulating chest intersecting her plain white slender hands.

Then, Ling Xingyue walked away quietly.