Chapter Sixty-Nine: Drunk Again
Su Mujiu gently lifted her lips, and finally stopped talking.
"Why don't we have a drink first?" Su Mujiu proposed, and was about to pour himself a glass of sake.
As a result, a hand as white as jade pressed the pot of sake.
The corners of Feng Tong's mouth were smiling, and his voice was gentle, "You just recovered from a serious illness, and you still don't drink this wine." ”
What the?
Don't drink?
How can that work?
Some words require drinking to be courageous.
Su Mujiu's head shook like a rattle, and she grinned at the corners of her mouth, "The supplements you used on me are not in vain, my body is many times stronger than before." ”
Feng Tong was suspicious, but when he saw that Su Mujiu insisted on drinking, he smiled dotingly, "In that case, why don't you try the raspberry wine I brewed myself?" ”
Su Mujiu's eyes lit up, nodded and said, "Okay." ”
After all, this hand-brewed wine is much better than the one bought outside.
Feng Tong got up and walked to the backyard.
But in an instant, he walked out leisurely with a small jar of raspberry wine.
He also holds two beautiful porcelain bowls in his hands.
Feng Tong put the porcelain bowl in front of Su Mujiu and uncovered the shroud on the jar.
But in an instant, the wine was fragrant, with a mellow aroma and a clear smell of raspberries.
Su Mujiu couldn't help but take a deep breath of the aroma, and the amazement in her eyes was about to overflow.
It's definitely a good jug!
Feng Tong saw Su Mujiu's appearance as if he was a gluttonous cat, smiled knowingly, and poured a bowl for Su Mujiu.
I could only see the burgundy wine pouring out, crystal clear.
"Want to take your first sip?" Feng Tong's gentle voice sounded.
Su Mujiu picked up the porcelain bowl, took a deep breath, and poured the bowl directly into it without clinking glasses with Feng Tong.
"Lord Wang......" Feng Tong didn't have time to stop it, and Su Mujiu took a bite of "grunt".
By the time she put down the bowl, her face was like two peach blossoms, and her eyes were blurred.
"Huh." The corners of Su Mujiu's mouth opened a beautiful arc.
The next second, she reached out and grabbed Feng Tong's palm, brought her face closer, and said bitterly: "Feng Tong." ”
"Huh?" Feng Tong felt that Su Mujiu's cute appearance was interesting, and there was a gentle look in those glassy eyes, and even his voice was a little lighter.
"Don't admire me, really, don't waste time on me." Su Mujiu squinted his eyes and said intermittently.
Feng Tong's face, which was still smiling, retracted a little.
He opened his mouth, his thin lips lifted slightly, "What ...... are you?"
"I really can't be good to me, when I see you, my heart will 'plop', 'plop' beat, you admire me, is it this identity or this person?" Su Mujiu was half drunk and half awake, mixed his inner words with temptation, and asked.
At the moment, she was not shockingly drunk and knew what she was saying.
Originally, the smile on Feng Tong's face had already dissipated, and when he heard Su Mujiu's words, he smiled again.
He held Su Mujiu's palm instead, as if the lips of the March cherry blossoms gently raised an arc, "Do you want to ask me, do you have a habit of breaking sleeves?" ”
He quickly extracted the most important content from Su Mujiu's words.
Su Mujiu nodded her head frantically like a chicken pecking rice, "Yes, yes, yes, you are still smart, hehe, I know what I want to ask you." ”
A lot of things about her brother and Feng Tong are all guesses from her.
Now, she wants to hear the answers.
A gentle smile rose into Feng Tong's lips, revealing a tooth like a pearl white, and his eyes were flushed with water.
"I didn't."
The four words that were straightforward made the big stone in Su Mujiu's heart fall.
She breathed a sigh of relief and struggled to pour herself another bowl of wine.
Supporting her crumbling body, she picked up the jar and poured out the drink.
Su Mujiu raised the porcelain bowl high and smiled brightly at Feng Tong: "Come, drink again." ”
However, before she could wait for Feng Tong to raise her wine glass, she casually shook it into the air and finished another bowl in one go.
Putting down the porcelain bowl, Su Mujiu felt that her head was chaotic, and her consciousness began to blur, she squinted her eyes, wanting to get closer to Feng Tong.
But I found that it was hazy in front of me, and I couldn't see anything clearly.
Then she simply stood up from her position, went around to Feng Tong's side, and her body was close to Feng Tong, she hooked her fingers and motioned for Feng Tong to come over a little.
Feng Tong bent down slightly, close to Su Mujiu's lips.
Su Mujiu's bright red lips as if they were about to drip blood opened slightly, "Then why are you so good to me?" Is it because I'm a prince? Well? ”
Feng Tong stretched out his hand, wrapped the strands of hair in front of Su Mujiu's forehead behind his ears, and said with a gentle smile: "Didn't you say that I was going to be your first love?" ”
Su Mujiu tilted his head and thought hard.
Her brows gradually tightened together, and she didn't know what she was doing at the moment.
She thought about it, and suddenly smiled, and her snow-white teeth were exposed, "Hehe, you are so good-looking, will you lose money as my first love?" ”
Su Mujiu trembled with laughter, and she wanted to reach out to touch Feng Tong's cheek.
He still muttered: "Oh, how can there be such a good-looking person?" ”
As a result, because of her random movements, her center of gravity was unstable and fell directly into Feng Tong's arms.
Feng Tong quickly grabbed Su Mujiu's waist and circled her, his voice was as gentle as ever, "You're drunk." ”
"I didn't! Have you heard the story of the three bowls? I haven't even reached the third bowl yet! Su Mujiu happily put her cheek on Feng Tong's chest, smelling the delicious aroma of pear blossoms, she smiled like a kitten.
Feng Tong's fingers stroked Su Mujiu's hair, his fingertips let the hair twist, and his expression was soft, "This wine has a lot of stamina, you're just afraid that it's like last time, and you won't be able to remember anything when you wake up." ”
“……”
However, the man who buried his head in his chest did not respond.
Feng Tong shook his head, and was about to pick up Su Mujiu by the waist.
Suddenly, Su Mujiu's head came out and was tightly pressed in front of Feng Tong, the tip of their noses was on the tip of their noses, and their eyes were on each other.
The smile on her face vanished, and two lines of tears fell inexplicably, "I don't want him to die." ”
Feng Tong took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the tears on Su Mujiu's face.
His heart ached because of Su Mujiu's tears, and he patiently asked, "Who is he?" Prince? ”
Su Mujiu nodded obediently and pursed her lips, as if she had been greatly wronged, "I don't want him to die, but I can't help it, I can't save him." ”。
Feng Tong's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked, "Is the prince so important to you?" Do you know that what you are doing now is to take your life? ”