Yuan Yang suddenly got up a little embarrassed, a little restless, the man in front of the meeting poured her a wine very calmly, and her heart beat very fast. The man in front of him, his long hair like flowing clouds hanging down gently behind him, his fingers were white and slender, like bamboo knots, and when he brought the wine, he could still smell the fragrance of his fingers.

"This ...... How good is that? Yuan Yang said hesitantly, a little embarrassed.

"I invite you." Feng Xiao said softly, and the Yang in front of him was stunned again, timidly picked up the wine bowl, and stared at the wine in a daze, "It's the first time I've drunk alcohol, and I don't know what this wine tastes like." ”

Hearing this, Feng Lian's eyes closed lightly, and said: "The same glass of wine, different people, but the taste is different. After speaking, he picked up the wine bowl and took a sip.

Yuan Yang felt that Feng Lone's words were reasonable, and nodded at the moment, then thought for a moment, raised his eyes and stared at Feng Lone, and said, "Dare to ask what the son is called?" My name is Yuanyang. "So far, Yuan Yang doesn't know that the person in front of him is Feng Lone.

The hand holding the wine bowl suddenly stopped in the air, Feng Shi raised his eyes, and chuckled: "Feng Ji." "Words and deeds, like walking in officialdom or a noble son of a glorious family.

"What? Sister Feng? Yuan Yang was stunned for a moment, her eyes opened and closed, and she didn't seem to hear the name clearly.

Feng Lin put down the wine bowl and said leisurely: "It's not Sister Feng, it's Feng Ji." ”

Feng Ji, Feng Lonely, the homonym is so, but Yuan Yang didn't expect it.

Yuan Yang snorted, picked up the wine bowl, and drank it as if swallowing dates, the wine entered his throat, and the hot and spicy feeling immediately came, Yuan Yang put down the wine bowl and coughed violently, "It's so bitter and spicy!" ”

A strange brilliance flashed in Feng Lone's eyes, but after a moment, he regained his calm and indifference, "Why does Miss Yuanyang have to drink?" ”

Yuan Yang stopped coughing and took a deep breath, but because of the sip of wine, her eyes were a little blurred now, and she said in a trance: "I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to taste the taste of wine, and the master said that it was better to sleep after drinking." ”

At this point, the shopkeeper brought a bowl of hot soothing soup, and after beckoning Yuan Yang to taste it, the shopkeeper retreated with a smile on his face.

"If you can't sleep, you can drink ginseng tea, you can drink soothing products, why are you so obsessed with wine?" Feng Lonely may be because of his disguise, the personality revealed by his speech at this moment is completely different from that of the past, and his words have become more, if it is normal, how can he have the heart to say so many words? But it's hard to say, and the amount of his words should depend on who he is talking to.

And the person on the other side is none other than Yuanyang.

Yuan Yang muttered a few words in a low voice, his eyes flowed, his cheeks were flushed with a faint wine red, and after thinking for a while, he said: "I see that the master always likes to drink on weekdays, this wine, Xu is a good thing, so far I want to taste it." Speaking of this, she raised the corners of her mouth and smiled, picked up the wine again, put it on her chest, raised her eyes and said, "Thank you for the wine, Sister Feng, I toast you." ”

Feng was stunned and shook his head slowly, but his hand picked up the wine bowl, "It's not Sister Feng, it's Feng Ji." After that, he touched the double bowl of Yuanyang.

Yuan Yang took another sip, compared to Fang Cai, except for feeling the heat brought by the wine in her throat, there was not much discomfort, her whole person was a little fluttering, looking at the silence in front of her, her eyes were blurred, and she said vaguely: "Sister Feng, how did you become two?" ”

Feng was helpless, and did not forget to correct: "From time to time, Sister Feng, it is Feng Ji." Listening to the sound of Yang Yang, Feng Lonely said: "This wine is a bit strong, and besides, you are drinking for the first time, and you will get drunk in less than half a bowl." ”

Feng Lonely's soft words gently echoed in Yuan Yang's ears, she shook her head, trying to make herself sober, and immediately took the soothing soup on the side and drank it happily.

"Feng Ji Gongzi is a local?" Yuan Yang wiped the corners of her mouth, and the words became more, and with the intention of drinking, she looked directly at the silence in front of her, and refused to take her eyes off half a minute.

Being looked at like this, Feng Lonely suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, I don't know why, in the face of Feng Lonely in front of him, he was always a little overwhelmed, he couldn't explain this strange feeling, but he was a little willing to feel this feeling.

Hearing such an inquiry, Feng Lin had no choice but to conceal his identity, and said lightly: "I am not a local, my family is in business, and when I go out from home here, I plan to do some business in the East China Sea." ”

"Tokai?" Yuan Yang was surprised and surprised, his eyes widened, and he said in surprise: "Why is Feng Ji Gongzi also going to the East China Sea?" What a coincidence. ”

Feng Lonely's face and eyebrows were raised, although it was not his previous face, but this time his demeanor had surpassed the beauty of the world, a soft smile appeared between his eyebrows, his lips and teeth were clear, and he said softly: "In this way, Miss Yuanyang is also going to the East China Sea?" ”

Yuan Yang replied vaguely, her body was crooked and she couldn't sit still, she drank for the first time, and she was really overwhelmed, "Master Fengji, tomorrow I will continue to rush to the East China Sea, maybe we can go together." ”

As soon as these words came out, Feng was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Thank you Miss Yuanyang, but you don't have to." After a pause, he continued, "I'll have to stay here for a few more days, until our caravan comes." ”

Yuan Yang sighed, raised her eyes, her eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, she was a little unconscious at the moment, looking at the wine in front of her, her hand couldn't help but stretch out, and said, "This wine is still quite delicious." ”

Seeing that Yuan Yang was going to drink, Feng Lonely did not stop her, and when Yuan Yang finished drinking a bowl of wine, she lay on the table weakly, her words became more and more unclear, and she said slowly: "Sister Feng, Feng Ji, Sister Feng, Feng Ji ......" Yuan Yang said softly and repeatedly, suddenly raised his head, stared at Feng Liang intently, "Feng Ji Gongzi, how did you become three...... As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes tightly and was drunk.

Feng Lonely saw that she was drunk, and she also looked at Yuan Yang in a daze for a long time, and time passed slowly, at the time of the third watch, the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper had already gone to sleep, and at this moment Feng Lonely had to get up and walk towards Yuan Yang.

"Are you really drunk?" Feng Lonely asked himself, even though he knew that Yuan Yang couldn't hear or see, but he still muttered to himself.

Without much hesitation, Feng Lonely lightly picked up Yuan Yang sideways, and walked upstairs with light steps, the sound of his walking was very small, as small as the sound of a speck of dust falling to the ground.

Walking on the top of the stairs, the sleeping Yuan Yang moved his body slightly, stretched out a hand and grabbed the placket of Feng Lone's chest, the force was very small, as if the baby in a dream was grabbing something.

Feng Silence was breathless, worried that Yuan Yang would wake up, he walked to the door of Yuan Yang's guest room in a little panic, flicked his sleeves, the door opened quietly, and Feng Silence walked into the house with Yuan Yang in his arms.

There was no light in the house, but with his quiet cultivation, even in the dark of night, he could see the furnishings in the house clearly. He quietly walked to the bed, slowly placed Yuan Yang on the bed, gently arranged the futon, and then covered Yuan Yang.

At this time, Feng Silent was as reluctant to move as a stone man, and he stood in front of the bed in a little daze, his gaze resting on Yuan Yang's face.

It's been two years, and I didn't expect time to fly, but two years have passed. Thinking back to the first time we met, at the corpse inn, Yuan Yang was still a yellow-haired girl, and her face was full of righteous indignation and shouted to fight to the death with Feng Lone.

At that time, he almost killed her.

At that time, she was bent on doing whatever it took to get her secrets.

However, the secret note was returned to her after all, and he thought that the two would not have any intersection in the future, but who knew that in Xuewan Village, in this Lingqiu, they still met, and even seemed to put everything aside and happily sang about wine.

For two years, he looked at her face, and inadvertently, he found that the sleeping woman in front of him had already become more delicate than before, her skin was like snow, and she exuded a faint and transparent brilliance in the dark night.

At this moment, Feng Lone's heart was beating fast, and his breathing was a little disordered, and he sat uncontrollably in front of the bed, wanting to reach out and gently caress Yuan Yang's cheek.