Chapter 169 The amount of wine is poor, and the wine is also poor 11

By the hazy moonlight, he looked down at the person lying on the bed again, her fair and pink cheeks resting on the soft futon, and her ruddy lips were a little deformed, and she was pouting slightly like a chicken's mouth.

Her long, curly eyelashes trembled slightly in her sleep, and her delicate eyebrows stretched out, as if she was having some happy dream.

In front of her, she was still dressed as a teenager, although it was very different from the one he remembered, but her moist eyes had hardly changed.

Mo Hanqing stood on the edge of her bed, staring at her with a pair of frowning eyebrows for a long time, then suddenly leaned over, and a fair-skinned and slender finger lightly touched her soft cheek.

Her skin was soft and elastic, leaving a slippery touch on his fingertips.

Mo Hanqing was slightly stunned, then came back to her senses, her fingertips groped back and forth at her chin, and finally felt a little bit of skin that was different from the skin elsewhere.

He gently picked at it with his fingernails, and the skin in that area curled up a little.

Scold......

It turned out to be a disguise......

Mo Hanqing didn't tear off the mask-mask that she had attached to her cheek, but stood up, looked at her carefully, and then turned to leave.

Early in the morning of the second day.

Ye Qiqi finally woke up from his drunken slumber.

She sat up from the bed in a daze, stretched out her hand and rubbed her head, looked at everything around her in confusion, and thought for a long time before remembering that this was the Jing'an Palace.

But she remembered that last night, she went to the Drunken Immortal Tower with His Highness, when did they come back, why can't she remember.

Oh, no.

At that time, they had already found Master Gu, learned about the situation of the Drunken Immortal Building, and then said that they were going to leave the Drunken Immortal Building......

And after that? Why is she not impressed at all??

Just when her eyes were full of doubt, her door was pushed open with a "creak".

Immediately afterwards, a low and cold voice sounded faintly at the door: "This king's personal guard, if you don't come to serve this king in the morning, you don't even want this king to call you to get up in person?" You've got a lot of face. ”

Mo Hanqing was wearing a black robe, with his hands behind his back, against the light, standing at the door of Ye Qiqi's room.

"Uh...... Your Highness. Ye Qiqi was slightly stunned, then quickly got up from the bed, and after saluting him with both hands in fists, he looked at him with confused eyes and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"It's hour." Mo Hanqing slowly paced in front of her, looked at her with a frown, and said, "Why don't you go change clothes and wash up?" ”

"Yes." Ye Qiqi hurriedly answered him, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly asked him with some embarrassment: "That...... Your Highness?? ”

"Huh?"

"I ...... last night It seems to be drunk. Ye Qiqi lowered his hairy head, looked at the ground, and whispered to him: "I...... I don't think there's anything out of the ordinary, right?? ”

She doesn't drink well, she knows it herself, since she once got drunk from her grandfather's wine in the villa and forcibly kissed all the maids in the house, Master Ye Jue strictly forbade her to drink again.

Mo Hanqing squinted at her with a pair of dark and deep eyes.