"Father-in-law, let's have another toast to celebrate!" Xiao Ling wiped the tears on his face, and smiled with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, but, girl, don't drink any more after drinking this glass of wine, you're almost drunk." The Venerable Qingyang looked at her and began to shake his head a little.

Xiao Ling looked up at Jun Yichen's handsome face, fascinated his eyes, and looked at him for a moment: "I was drunk last time, so why get drunk again." ”

After speaking, he looked up and took another sip, Xiao Ling suddenly felt that the wine was not bitter or spicy, and it had a sweet and fragrant taste.

And Jun Yichen, who was sitting on the side, heard that the master kept calling her Lingyatou, and he felt very appropriate, and he also silently called out in his heart: Ling'er.

In an instant, her heart was filled with a sense of warmth and a hint of pampering, and the word 'spirit' was really suitable for her.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Master Qingyang felt that he should be more interesting, and he coughed softly: "Ling girl, my father-in-law is tired, go back to rest first, and let Chen'er send you back to Liuliyuan later." ”

Xiao Ling nodded dizzily, "Okay." ”

After Master Qingyang finished speaking, he glanced at Jun Yichen again, and then looked at Lei Xin and Lei Xiang on the other side, "You two take the deity to Jingzhuxuan." ”

Lei Xin and the two of them are very good at observing words and feelings, and they both smiled with a smile in their eyes: "Yes." ”

"Venerable, please come here!"

After the three of them left, this small world seemed quieter, Xiao Ling supported his cheek with one hand, and his blurry beautiful eyes looked at Jun Yichen beside him seriously.

Her little face was crimson, and her pink lips were as attractive as cherries, and she looked at it quietly, as if she had a picture in front of her that people would never get tired of seeing.

When Jun Yichen saw Xiao Ling at this moment, she already knew in her heart, she was the same as last time, she was drunk, so drunk that she dared to look at herself like this.

Xiao Ling felt that he saw the beautiful man who fell from the sky in the fog again, dressed in white, clean and clean, with a wicked smile on his face, his handsome eyes were as deep as a pool, and his gestures were imposing, which made people daunting.

Looking at Xiao Ling's cute and cute expression, Jun Yichen hooked his lips and chuckled, "Have you eaten enough?" ”

Now that it's almost dawn, the night is cooler, she may be prone to cold, and it doesn't matter to herself, I'm afraid that she can't stand it as a weak woman, and besides, drunk people don't care about their situation at all.

Xiao Ling nodded obediently: "I'm full." ”

She really wanted to keep watching, and she wanted time to stop at this moment.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this man is the darling of God, whether it is appearance, figure, background or status, he is undoubtedly the best.

Such a perfect person, what kind of woman can be worthy...

He staggered to his feet, walked to the edge of the bridge with messy steps, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath of the faint fragrance of lotus flowers that blew in the breeze.

After a while, she turned around and looked back at Jun Yichen, who was sitting on the side drinking leisurely, and her rosy red lips lightly opened: "Lord Wang, when I saw you for the first time, you were like a beautiful young man who came out of the painting, with white clothes and black hair, amazing, and his facial features were so perfect that people were impeccable. ”

Jun Yichen poured another glass of wine and tasted it slowly, his dark eyes looked at Xiao Ling for a moment, and smiled lightly, he knew that at this time, she opened the conversation box again and began to speak, which was very interesting.

Now.

Leaning on the edge of the bridge railing, she was wearing a white mopping gauze skirt, her waist-length black hair was only tied behind her head with a white ribbon, and her beautiful face was not powdered, but her face was blushing because of drinking, which made people want to kiss Fangze.

Every time I see her, I dress up so casually, I don't wear rouge and gouache, I don't wear gold, silver and jade, and I don't wear brocade clothes.

It never appears in the image of flowers and branches, and always gives people a visual sense of beauty and refinement, and does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Sitting next to her, I could smell the faint fragrance of jasmine, as light as water soaking into my heart.