"Eh, beauty, why don't you speak?" Su Mujiu smiled stupidly, her hand touched the smooth and delicate skin, and sighed comfortably.

In the end, she felt that it was still not enough, so she directly put her face on Feng Tong's smooth face, she closed her eyes comfortably, and continued in a haze: "This skin is like ceramic, hehe, there is no defect at all, it seems that you can't even see the pores." ”

Feng Tong's eyes flashed, and he lowered his eyes to look at the presumptuous Su Mujiu.

The innocent face of the smile, the hair that should have been coiled up, has long been spread out like a silky black silk dance, the skin is getting fairer and fairer, white and black form a sharp contrast, almost no variegation, and the eyes are blurry with profundity, which attracts people deeply.

After a long time, Feng Tong found his voice back.

"Who are you?"

Su Mujiu rubbed enough of the smooth face, leaned his head on Feng Tong's shoulder, raised his head, and showed a bright smile, "I~ Su Mujiu." ”

Feng Tong sighed faintly, he didn't know why, there was an inexplicable distress in his eyes, he straightened Su Mujiu, and said softly to her: "When you are drunk, why do you need to be so guarded?" ”

Su Mujiu's head was crooked, the more she looked at the beauty in front of her, the more spring her heart rippled, she slapped Feng Tong's hand away, and fell back into his arms.

She was like a sloth, her hands hanging on Feng Yan's white neck.

Her lips opened slightly, with a strong smell of wine, and she said: "You are so good-looking, you seem to be a teenager who came out of an idol drama, are you good at being my first love?" ”

Feng Tong's dark eyes were full of autumn waves, he stared at Su Mujiu, the smell of wine seemed to have drunk him a little, and he said, "What is first love?" ”

It was clear that the man in front of him had spoken so many words that he had never heard of.

But I am especially interested in this word.

Su Mujiu listened to this beautiful man's question, and burst out laughing.

The delicate voice was as beautiful as a tactful singing, "That's it, the first time my heart was pounding, and the deer bumped into each other." ”

Feng Tong's eyes became deep, as if the ink lotus petals were blooming, and the corners of his mouth hooked, but he gave such an answer, "Okay." ”

Gentle and serious.

When Su Mujiu heard this, she almost wanted to jump out of bed and dance a song, if it weren't for this soft body, she wouldn't be able to pick up half of her strength.

She leaned on Feng Tong's neck and laughed happily, "It's so good, I can still see a stunning beautiful man in my dream, I wish I had been in my dream, so that I don't have to worry about it, I don't have to say ......nothing."

Su Mujiu's muttering voice became smaller and smaller, and finally it was completely silent.

Feng Tong stretched out his fingers and stroked Su Mujiu's sleeping face, his heart had never been so soft.

He wrapped Su Mujiu's long hair behind his ears, looking at this simple and cute appearance, his eyes were shallow, and the corners of his mouth had a gentle smile, "Sleep." ”

Obviously, he didn't plan to ask, because from the first time he saw her, he knew that she was not the real Mu Wangye.

The fox was pretending to be a tiger, and he couldn't help but want to laugh several times.

More and more evidence is coming to confirm this.

It's just that tonight's events have completely confirmed his conjecture.

He gently helped Su Mujiu to the bed and covered her with a quilt again.

He lowered the veil and lit the incense, and then he went to the door, gently pushed it open, and closed it silently.

As soon as he came out of the door of the wing, the smile on his face narrowed a little, walked to the round table, and began to make tea himself, "It's cold at night, drink tea to warm up." ”

"Yes." Zhu walked in front of Feng Tong, but he never dared to sit down.

Feng Tong glanced at it lightly, and casually called: "Bamboo." ”

"The subordinates are here." Bamboo lowered his head and replied respectfully.

"Since you drink tea, you sit down and drink it, and these red tapes are just pretending to be in front of others." Feng Tong patted the position on his side and continued.

"Thank you, master." Although Zhu was a little restrained, he still sat down obediently.

"Is there any urgent news for you to come to me at this special time tonight?" Feng Tong handed the boiled tea to the bamboo.

Zhu Gang wanted to take a sip of tea, but when he heard Feng Tong's question, he hurriedly put down the tea, took out a note from his arms, and presented it.

Feng Tong's well-defined fingers took the note and opened it slowly.

When he saw the contents of the note, his gentle smile gradually became more and more indifferent, and with a slight pinch of his fingers, the note turned into powder.

Then, he lowered his eyes and drank his tea quietly, as if nothing had happened.

The moonlight sprinkled on his body, covering him with a layer of silver gray, and his body was glowing with a faint light, gentle as a fairy under the moon.

……

Ahh

What did she do last night?

Su Mujiu had been awake for almost a cup of tea, and her silky hair was rubbed messy by her like a chicken nest, with endless remorse on her face.

Oh my God, she actually drunk herself in order to avoid questioning.

It's just that she was drunk, she forgot that if she was drunk, she would go crazy!

You must know that the last time she was drunk, she accidentally set fire to the meditation room that the master used to meditate, and according to others, when she set the fire, she still said that she could watch the fireworks.

What exactly did she do last night?

Why didn't she remember it at all?

The unknown is scary!

Also, there is a faint fragrance of pear blossoms on this bed, which smells very good, could it be Feng Tong's bed?!

Su Mujiu's pupils dilated slightly, and his hands subconsciously touched his chest.

It's good, it's good, it's still flat.

Explain that nothing unspeakable happened last night.

But how did she get to this bed? Why can't she remember?

"Knock knock."

Just when Su Mujiu began to fall into endless pain, there was a knock on the door of the wing.

"Are you awake?" It was Feng Tong's gentle jade-like voice.

So—

Is Feng Tong coming in?!

No, no, what if she did something bad last night?

Su Mujiu turned over and jumped directly from the bed, ran to the door barefoot, and leaned against the door, she looked out through the gap in the deadbolt.

I only saw that Feng Tong still had his inherent gentleness, smiling like a spring breeze, wearing a snow-white splendid phoenix tail robe, clear and bright pupils, and fair and flawless skin.

It doesn't look like anything out of the ordinary.

Could it be that she slept like a dead pig after she got drunk last night? So nothing happened??

Su Mujiu cleared his throat with some hesitation, "Ahem, that king was a little drunk last night, did you do anything while this king was drunk?" ”