The resin mist was ready to retreat as usual, but this time, Qi Yan stopped her.

He smiled, like a wolf staring at a lamb to the slaughter, unscrupulous, excited, and even a little hungry.

He casually opened the dishes on the table: "I'm tired of eating." ”

In the next second, pulling her arm, a vertical force pressed her against the wide dining table, shaking the dishes clangling, and a pair of jade chopsticks rolled to the edge of the bowl, stuck and moved!

This move, ambiguous, means what is about to happen.

Hua Rou Wu looked at the man who was close to him blankly, his brain moved, and he immediately said: "I'll go and cook you a new dish to ensure that you don't get tired of eating, you ...... Let go of me first. ”

She sneered, embarrassed.

Qi Yan just smiled, his face was red and bright, because he drank some sake, he seemed to be drunk but not drunk, and he showed all kinds of complicated eyes.

But what is obvious is that the strength in his hand has not slackened at all, and he will definitely not let the flower mist go easily.

"No need, there are ready-made, and I still have to worry about making dishes."

He stared at her, lowering his voice to his ear, his warm breath squirting down to the pinna, and the mist of the flower fat turned his head in disgust.

"Huh?"

"I mean, it's delicious."

Who called this ignorant woman to dangle in front of him all day long!

Those who come without a trace, go without a trace, want to find but can't find it, now it's good, the time and place are right, just send people.

He was so close that he almost pressed against her, "Do you know that the maid not only serves the master to wash and change clothes and eat, but also has to do some other work. ”

The flower fat mist blushed, and wanted to struggle, but was afraid to provoke him.

After a pause, she said calmly, "You're drunk." ”

He burst out laughing, picked up his glass in one hand, and drank the rest of the sake in one go.

"Am I drunk? Hehehehehe. Just a little sake can get me drunk? You're underestimating me, maybe, I should let you know what it means to be powerful. ”

He bowed his head and kissed the woman below.

The resin mist turned his head vigorously and warned him in a low voice, "Let go." ”

If he really made a move, Qi Yan would definitely not be able to beat her, but he didn't know that the other party was a Vientiane body, and the foundation was deep, and if she wanted to take his life, it would be something that could be done in a quarter of an hour.

Only, she can't.

Now, there is a lack of a way to do it in the mist of floras.

This method wants her to successfully get out of Qi Yan's control, but she can't be too violent, cross the line, and lose both.

The best result is to let the other party let go in a daze and pass this matter in a daze.

Thinking of this, she was a little cramped.

For a while, it is really not easy to let the flower fat mist come up with a way to get the best of both worlds and suppress Qi Yan's interest in playing.

The first few times, he deliberately let her go.

That's not the end of it.

But now, Qi Yan is drunk, although he has not reached the point of being drunk, he is not very conscious, his rationality has been left behind, and he has become unscrupulous.

I'm afraid, it won't be so easy to let her go.

Qi Yan was still smiling, "What are you thinking?" You always think about this and that, bow your head and meditate every day, and never look at me. There was a hint of unobtrusive jealousy in this smile.

When he saw her talking to the other messengers, she was gentle and virtuous, polite and dignified, and how did she come to him so that she became only doing things and not talking?

The most infuriating thing is that Qi Yan can't find a way to deal with her.

What can he do with her?

Chase her away or torture her with all sorts of punishments?

If you think about it, it's not punishing her, it's more like punishing yourself.