Mo Yingge couldn't help but stagnate when he heard this.

Zhao Shengyi's voice sounded like he had drunk too much wine, dizzy, and a little hoarse.

He did seem to have drunk too much, but he was still so warm. Soak in the wet hot springs.

He was already looking weaker, so it was normal for him to faint, and if he was drunk and went to soak in the hot spring, even an ordinary healthy person might faint.

Moreover, this behavior will hurt the essence and blood of the liver, and the liver hides blood to help the heart, and the heart and blood are also damaged, which is really taboo.

Could it be that Chasing the Wind didn't coax her to come here, but that Zhao Shengyi really fainted once, and he woke up when he came in?

Mo Yingge is becoming more and more partial to Zhao Shengyi these days. Although in fact he still knows very little about Zhao Shengyi, he still can't help but always explain and beautify him in his heart.

"Who is it? Is that you, Luoshui? ”

Zhao Shengyi didn't hear the answer, but he heard the footsteps stop, knowing that Mo Yingge seemed to be because of his nature as a doctor, his heart was shaken.

Then he softened his tone and called.

"Luoshui ......"

Mo Yingge heard Zhao Shengyi's voice so intimately, although this was not his real name, he still had a little red ears, and all kinds of feelings were surging in his heart.

"Your Highness is drunk, you shouldn't stay in this hot soup if you're drunk, Your Highness, please come out quickly." The voice did its best to maintain a sense of indifference.

"Hmm......" Zhao Shengyi groaned.

Then there was the sound of the water when he came out of the pool, and Mo Yingge didn't dare to look back, but he was a little flustered because there was only this sound in the air at this time.

There was a burning gaze behind her, and she could almost think of the scene behind her Zhao Shengyi going ashore, sitting on the edge of the pool with her black hair close to her body, and Rumo's eyes were covered with a layer of drunkenness and squinted at her.

"Come, add clothes to the widow." Then Zhao Shengyi's voice came, and the drunkenness in his voice did not decrease, but it was still as domineering as before.

However, the maid who was waiting on the side seemed to be accustomed to this scene, holding the dark silk bathrobe that had been prepared for a long time, and passed by Mo Yingge with low eyebrows and lowered eyes, not looking at her panicked, and consciously stepped forward to dress Zhao Shengyi.

The maid made some quick movements, and soon dressed Zhao Shengyi, and went back through the ink Yingge that had not moved in place.

There was no sound in the air for a while, and the mist and the faint fragrance of plum blossoms remained.

Mo Yingge thought that it seemed that there should be no big problem at this time, and he should also see if the impact of fainting was too great for Zhao Shengyi, and he was about to turn back and take his pulse.

Zhao Shengyi had already spoken, although his tone was still drunk, but he seemed to be much more sober, and his tone became sharper.

"You turn around."

Mo Yingge had planned to turn around and take his pulse, but he became a little unhappy because of Zhao Shengyi's command-like tone.

But he still turned around and walked towards Zhao Shengyi.

From Zhao Shengyi's point of view, Mo Yingge was wearing a light snow-white dress that gradually turned into peach at this time, and her hair was a little messy because she came in a hurry, but it looked attractive.

Her seductive eyebrows and eyes are a little more hazy in the moisture, her red lips are slightly pursed, her face is like a peach blossom, and she doesn't know whether it is because of shyness or water vapor The red that steamed out slightly revealed the skin that could be broken by blowing.

The look on his face is cold, but it makes people even more pitiful.

She walked gracefully, like a fairy from the spring.

So she leaned over him, trying to lift herself up to a couch made for him where he could rest.

Zhao Shengyi didn't dodge, and let Mo Yingge carry him to the couch.

But when Mo Yingge let go, he suddenly grabbed her wrist with his backhand, and as soon as he pulled Mo Yingge, he fell into his arms.

For a while, the tips of the two noses almost touched, and Mo Yingge could feel Zhao Shengyi's breath with wine gently brushing his face, with a faint fragrance of plum blossoms.

Mo Yingge was frightened by this sudden movement, and struggled to break free.

found that one of Zhao Shengyi's arms had firmly wrapped her around at some point, and she couldn't break free for a while.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, what are you doing?"

Mo Yingge's voice was as calm as possible, but she couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Mo Yingge could feel that his face was hot at this time, and he must have been so red that he couldn't look like it.

Zhao Shengyi didn't pay attention to Mo Yingge's idea of wanting to break free, but leaned into her ear, word by word, and the slightly burning breath tickled her a little in Mo Yingge's ear.

"White girl, you're really grinding."

The incomprehensible feeling in his tone made Mo Yingge almost think that Zhao Shengyi was not actually drunk.

The tip of the nose is the faint smell of medicinal herbs on Mo Yingge's body, and Zhao Shengyi's slightly hooked lips and the sobriety in Mo Yingge's eyes that he has no time to look at are obviously explaining.

He wasn't really drunk.

He was indeed destined to chase the wind and deceive Mo Yingge to this place.

Indeed, he is a reckoning for all that night.

But Mo Yingge didn't know.

Before Mo Yingge had time to react, he should take out the silver needle in his sleeve.

Zhao Shengyi's kiss fell.

Unreasonable generally slammed Mo Yingge's soft lips, Zhao Shengyi's tongue opened Mo Yingge's mouth domineeringly, eroding Mo Yingge's reason and lips little by little.

Mo Yingge heard that her flustered heartbeat seemed to be uncontrollable, and she wanted to break free but was kissed so much that her body was almost soft.

Embarrassed and angry, Mo Yingge couldn't help biting Zhao Shengyi's raging tongue. The tiger tooth cut his tongue a little, and the blood immediately filled the mouths of the two of them.

And Zhao Shengyi was also a little painful, and his movements were sluggish, leaving Mo Yingge's lips.

Mo Yingge took the opportunity to touch the silver needle in his sleeve, and when he was about to pierce it, he suddenly felt that Zhao Shengyi was out of strength.

I fell asleep like this.

Mo Yingge was a little sober at this time, but he was really at a loss and a little more resentful.

Before, she actually felt that Zhao Shengyi was not as frivolous as rumored, but now it seems that she is really a ......

Thinking about it, I thought back to all kinds of things, and I couldn't help but have a red mist on my face, and I was angry, resentful and ashamed in my heart.

After Mo Yingge calmed down again, he remembered that he should help the drunk Zhao Shengyi back to the couch.

Although Zhao Shengyi looked sick and weak, Mo Yingge could feel his muscles symmetrically and forcefully through his clothes, but looking thin was not.

Thinking of the scars on his back that he saw before, Zhao Shengyi's city government is afraid that it is unfathomable.

Finally settled Zhao Shengyi, and checked his pulse to confirm that he was safe and sound, and indeed fell asleep, Mo Yingge got up.

Looking at Zhao Shengyi's sleeping appearance, Mo Yingge actually felt a little eye-catching.

Junlang's face, without the usual indifference and banter, is a little quieter, although he doesn't know what he dreamed of and frowned slightly, but he still looks like a humble gentleman.

Mo Yingge suddenly reacted, he actually had such an idea, and there was still Zhao Shengyi's bloody sweet taste in his mouth, this person had obviously done such a thing......

Mo Yingge subconsciously gritted her teeth, and the look in her eyes was a little more displeased.

But it was useless to say more, in order to avoid being misunderstood, Mo Yingge carefully sorted out her clothes, and then came out of the bath.