Such a quiet night, boiling tea and tasting tea, is exceptionally warm, and it also soothes the fear in Xue Lan's heart, every time she is with Nian Junyao, she is afraid that something bad will happen, which makes her sleep, and she always feels that she has done something wrong, and she should not drag him to this realm.

"What does it smell like?" asked Nian Jun Yao with a smile.

Xue Lan smiled bitterly, he knew that he had no sense of taste, why did he ask?

Her face stiffened, and she suddenly held the cup to make sure, such a hot temperature and the tea that was just afraid of Nian Jun Yao took a sip, and the tea was fragrant and fragrant.

Lips and teeth linger.

She remained silent and took another sip, the heat rolling all the way to her heart, she had not eaten in the ghost town for many years, and had almost forgotten the taste of food, including the taste of tea.

She has been out of her stomach for more than 30 years, and she has never been so hot.

Xue Lan froze.

She squeezed her leg in disbelief.

Pain!

How so?

She couldn't help but look at her golden pill, there was no change, why could she drink tea, she could feel the taste? Could she be mistaken, being a ghost can eat?

Can ghost cultivators eat and drink Lazar?

"Big brother, I want to drink. Xue Lan muttered to herself.

Nian Junyao smiled, "Okay!"

The wine brought by Nian Junyao was all buried in the courtyard, and it was snowing at night, so Nian Junyao added a suit of clothes and went to the courtyard to dig wine, and Xue Lan wore a thin robe and stood in the corridor.

It's so cold!

This is the cold she has never felt in more than 30 years, just standing for a while, she feels that her legs are going to be frozen, she took a step back, the cold and the warm are staggered, it is more obvious, the indoor earth dragon is very warm, warming her frozen feet, Xue Lan's heart began to beat wildly, when did she start to have a heartbeat?

The last time Nian Junyao got so close, she seemed to have a heartbeat, but she thought it was an illusion.

The last time she blushed, she also thought it was an illusion, an illusion, she always imitated the joys, sorrows and sorrows of living people in her imagination, forgetting that she was a ghost cultivator.

But today, she touched the real temperature.

She took another sip of tea.

It's very mellow.

She needed something stronger to remind her that it wasn't a dream.

Nian Junyao dug out a jar of wine and returned to the inn, the snowflakes accumulated a thick layer on his big coat and melted quickly, Nian Junyao poured wine for Xue Lan, and didn't seem to notice that there was anything wrong with her drinking.

Xue Lan smelled the aroma of wine, as if she was in another world, she seemed to have experienced this feeling of anticipation for a long time, because of nervousness, her heart was beating extremely fast.

"Wait, the wine is too cold, let's warm it first. ”

Nian Junyao poured the wine into the wine jug, warmed the wine jug through the water, and looked at her gently, Xue Lan's eyes were all in the wine jug, which could almost be called greedy.

Really, very greedy.

There was a smile on the corner of Nian Junyao's lips, Xue Lan couldn't wait, "Big brother, are you okay?"

"Okay, Ah Lan, don't worry. ”

Nian Junyao tested the temperature, felt that it was okay, and poured a glass of wine for Xue Lan, Xue Lan held the wine glass and sniffed it gently, like a drunkard who had not smelled the fragrance of wine for more than 30 years in prison.

She took a sip first, and the spicy feeling instantly filled her taste buds, and Xue Lan drank it all.

There was a frenzy in her eyes.

Surprised, yet unbelievable.

She held her glass and stretched out her hand, "Big brother, come again." ”

This must be an illusion.

Nian Junyao gave her another glass of wine, Xue Lan drank it all this time, without pause, it was not an illusion, the mellow taste covered the entire mouth, and it was hot and hot all the way to the abdomen.

It's real. "Big brother, come again. ”

Nian Junyao put down the wine jug, got up and sat down beside her, in the night when the cold wind was howling in the North Sea, Xue Lan's eyes were moist, and he saw a dark color in Nian Junyao's eyes dimly.

His hand gently ran through her long hair, revealing her small but delicate face, which had a touch of carmine from the wine.

Nian Junyao held her face and whispered, "What are you doing drinking?" Big brother will help you make sure." ”

He leaned over and kissed her on the lips.