Chapter 70: The Remnant of Wine (I)

Ling Gongzi narrowed his eyes and looked at this cold fragrance flower with interest. The top brand who came just now is beautiful, but he can't be interested in the foxy and dusty air, and the other one is just Erer. Now the cold-faced beauty in front of me has some real charm of everyone's ladies, interesting, really interesting.

"The Oiran girl really lives up to her reputation, and it was Ling who offended." Nodding slightly, Ling Gongzi opened his folding fan and slapped it twice in front of him to hide his embarrassment, staring at Shen Yuan's face with burning eyes, "The girl's face is slightly sick, and she seems to be a little uncomfortable?" ”

"Let the son see the smile, but he just read at night, and he is a little sleepy." She didn't want to mention her drinking heartburn in front of outsiders, so she answered half-truths and fooled the past.

Why would he see it? Have you burned your face red? Shen Yuan didn't have anything on the surface, but he had several twists in his heart, and he couldn't reach out to see if his cheeks were hot in front of people, so he couldn't help but be curious to look at the look of the person in front of him, but he raised his eyes to meet his eyes.

Between the four eyes, I don't know if it was the dim candlelight or the strength of the wine, Shen Yuan felt in a trance that there was a little vague and hazy emotion in the eyes opposite.

Hearing the Oiran's words, Ling Gongzi's eyes lit up, and he put away the fan with a "snap", sat up straight and looked at the Oiran, and said with a sense of novelty: "Reading? I don't know what the girl reads? What's the insight? ”

The atmosphere between the two finally developed in a normal direction at this time, Shen Yuan was in a slightly better mood, and he did not hesitate to speak, and the smile on his face became sincere: "Childe made fun, where do you dare to call it insightful." skimmed a few pages of "Zhou Yi", but before he could taste some deep meanings, he was called in a panic. After that, he handed over a pretty look, quite coquettish.

"I didn't expect the girl to like to read "Zhou Yi......", Ling Gongzi's eyes looked at Shen Yuan's bottomless, "I have always read books for women in the market, and I often see "Women's Rules", "Women's Training" and the like, and occasionally those who read poetry and books, but also most of them are hairpins and noble families, and the family style dictates it," the restless folding fan was raised, and Shen Yuan's jaw was picked up impartially, forcing her to look at each other, "Miss Mo Yu reads "Zhou Yi", but is she unwilling to die? ”

"Childe is what he says, Yan'er is just a little woman, Childe doesn't need to be so curious."

The little favor in Shen Yuan's heart disappeared in an instant, she hated this kind of frivolous style, and wanted to raise her sword again to drive this person out. She raised her hand to take the wine jug and pour wine, removed the corner of her jaw, and handed a glass to the folding fan boy: "The son said so much, it is better to drink some green plum wine, and the right to moisten the throat." ”

"Huh...... Oiran girl, it's really different. Seeing that people were dodging, the folding fan was gently thrown away a few times with one hand, and the wine cup was taken with one hand, put it under the nose and smelled it, and did not drink it, as if he was thinking, he only wiped the wall of the cup with two fingers and turned around, during which he looked at Shen Yuan's body, and only took a sip for a long time, and looked at Shen Yuan's eyes: "Although the girl's green plum wine is also sweet, I can hear that the osmanthus brewed by Lengxiang Pavilion is a must-have in Beijing?" ”

When Shen Yuan heard this, he just poured another cup of self-drinking: "It was said by the son, in previous years, Lengxiang Pavilion had its own osmanthus brewing, but this year, I don't know what happened, I found that it was not brewed when I opened the altar, so I had to temporarily replace it with green plum wine." Putting down the wine cup in his hand, he didn't avoid the gaze of the folding fan, and looked at him generously: "Why does the son look at me like this?" ”

I already have some heartburn, and I can't drink more at this time...... Shen Yuan only took a small sip for a while, and he already felt that he was starting to feel dizzy, and his face seemed to be starting to heat up. This is really not a good thing, it seems that it is necessary to tell Master Liu that there will be no green plum wine in the Leng Xiang Pavilion in the future.

"Beauty deserves to be rewarded, isn't it? What's more, the name of the cold-faced Oiran, Ling has heard of it for a long time, and he is fortunate to meet today, so he naturally has to appreciate it......" The folding fan boy had a meaning between his words, smiled and slightly swayed his shoulders, put down the wine cup, closed the folding fan again, pointed at the corner of his forehead and put it down, and pushed it back to the table with one hand, and knocked it with five fingers one after another.

Hearing this, Shen Yuan began to be embarrassed, knowing that he meant what he had hurt back then. Old accounts, she didn't want to mention them anymore, so she had to look away uncomfortably, not wanting to argue because of this: "It was ridiculous back then, but Yan'er was young and vigorous, and she couldn't get used to seeing the disciples as a faction." What's more, after that time, I didn't see anyone anymore, but I just thought about it behind closed doors. ”

Hearing her answer like this, the fan boy couldn't help laughing: "Haha! What a young and vigorous person, I admire and admire it, but-" The folding fan boy was halfway through his words, and raised his eyes to look directly at her face, "Leng Xiangge will replace the good products of the past with new wine, will it have no impact on business?" ”

This seemed to be another pun, but Shen Yuan deliberately did not answer: "Leng Xiang Pavilion is not a wine shop, and the guests are not here to beg for wine and food. As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to clasp the restless folding fan, "Just like today, isn't the son going to leave the Cold Fragrance Pavilion because of this green plum wine?" ”

Seeing this, the folding fan boy had no choice but to let go of his palm and let Shen Yuan press it on the folding fan, and then his smile increased: "The cold-faced Oiran of the Leng Xiang Pavilion really deserves its reputation, it seems that Ling Mou is here today, and he can't get half of the benefits." As he spoke, he got up and walked to the side of the cold incense Oiran, snatched the wine cup she had just put down, deliberately leaned down, approached her face, and drank it all at the position of the lip print.

Where had Shen Yuan seen such a trick, and he had heartburn first, and he couldn't help but blush. Worried that she would cause trouble on impulse again, she had no choice but to let go and get up, lowered her eyebrows sideways to avoid the eyes of the other side, and softened her posture and said gently: "Childe just said that the green plum wine is not mellow enough, how can he be greedy for a cup again." ”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and wanted to take back the wine cup, but she didn't dare to fight very hard: "Although the green plum wine is palatable, it has great stamina, and if you drink too much, it will be heartburn and uncomfortable, so Childe should put it down." ”

"So what? There are beauties on the side, the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, even if the cup is bitter water, it is sweet. While laughing, the folding fan boy saw that the cold-faced Oiran had a rare shy look, and he couldn't say how funny, but he just picked up the wine jug and filled it with the wine Gu again, grabbed the woman's wrist with his backhand, and obviously paused because of the coldness of the tentacles, "What's more, even if she is drunk in the room, the girl will never ignore it, right?" So why not? ”

"You-" Shen Yuan was really annoyed, and he raised his eyebrows and wanted to choke back, but before the words could be choked, his brain was a little confused, presumably the evil fruit of the day's gluttony had occurred at this time.

That's it...... She forcibly suppressed her emotions, lowered her eyebrows and lowered her head to look at people, and then softened her tone again, and persuaded her with good words: "Childe is afraid that he is already drunk, please let go of his hand first." ”