Princess Quiet returned to her own actions, in contrast to her previous fierceness, sitting in her position obediently, her eyes were still obsessively looking at Long Canghao beside Feng Zhuyue, a person as arrogant and conceited as Princess Quiet, once she fell in love with a man, she was bound to win. It's absolutely impossible to make her retreat with a little setback.

The bright moon hanging upside down in the night sky is like a beautiful flower with a dark night aura, and the silver-white moonlight spills down from the sky and shines into the hustle and bustle of the world.

At this time, the palace of Nanyue City can be described as singing and dancing, singing and dancing, a large group of dancing girls dancing in the center of the main hall, the main hall agrees to be dyed with golden lacquer, golden pillars, golden furniture furnishings, it is simply a magnificent heaven and earth.

The graceful and lingering court music, the gorgeous and elegant dances, and the swaying dances of the dancers are incomparably beautiful. Everyone was immersed in this wonderfulness, like the hearty and dripping feeling of lying in the cool water on a hot summer day.

"Grape wine glow-in-the-dark glass, if you want to drink pipa, urge immediately."

The palace wine is not greasy, mellow and honest, and it is a rare wine in a hundred years.

Feng Zhuyue is not the kind of person who is addicted to alcohol, but she also loves fine wine, so she doesn't drink too much, but it's okay to taste a product.

This product actually made her intoxicated.

In modern times, she drank well, and it was a subject that had to be trained as a killer. Qianbei is not drunk, and for a long time, she is immersed in the wine jar. To be a qualified killer, you have to keep your head clear at all times, and if a simple glass of wine makes her fall to the ground, then she doesn't know how she died.

But now in ancient times, this body has not undergone special training after all, and there is no inheritance of this item in the family. After all, the age of the body is less than fifteen years old, and it can withstand the toss in the end.

After only two cups, Feng Zhuyue felt dizzy, a pretty flush appeared on her beautiful face, and her red lips were even more red because of the wine, her eyes were snuggled in Long Canghao's arms, her whole body was soft, and she put all the weight on Long Canghao's body.

She shouldn't have tried this wine lightly, and she shouldn't have allowed herself to have a time when her mind is not clear.

Maybe it's because of Long Canghao by her side that she lets herself be so unscrupulous and indulge herself.

It's a sense of security.

A sense of security that has never been felt before.

As long as he is around, she can give up her vigilance wholeheartedly.

Looking up in his arms, looking at the well-defined lines of his jaw, and the tenderness on his resolute face that only has for her, Feng Zhuyue felt that the man in front of him was more intoxicating than wine.

The gentle little hand climbed up to his chest as if it had been magical, and her eyes were already intoxicated, but she smiled at him like a nymphomaniac: "Cang, you are so charming." ”

Long Canghao felt a strange feeling coming from her lower abdomen, her handsome face was covered with a layer of deep color, and the cold arrogance and fierceness on her body at this moment were no longer there, but she was a little woman's coquettishness, her eyes were blurred, and her body was weak in his arms.

He is a normal man, the person in his arms is still the person he likes, and it is already his limit to be able to control whether he can control her or not to knock her down immediately.