Here, after sending away the brothers of the Xuanyuan family, Feng Xian blushed slightly and shouted to Feng Yili Feng Ertian who was lying on the table, "Big brother and second brother, go into the house and sleep."

Feng Yili was snoring, and when he heard the sound of the wind, he just snorted, and no one moved.

Feng kicked it over with a thin kick, and the stool under Feng Yili's buttocks fell to the ground with a thud.

Feng Yili got up from the ground with a hum, he looked back and saw that Feng Ertian was still lying on the table, and with a big hand, he dragged Feng Ertian back to the room with his collar.

Oh, that's good.

Feng Xian looked at Yan Lang immediately, but he didn't know when Yan Lang, who was originally lying on the table, had already propped up his head, and was looking at her motionless at this time.

was a little different from the usual gaze at her, and Yan Lang looked at her at this time, and there seemed to be a trace of burning light in his eyes.

Feng Xi chuckled carefully, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and rub her eyes.

The next moment, Yan Lang's low-alcohol and intoxicated voice came from his ears, "Ah Xi, I'm a little thirsty."

As soon as he heard this, Feng Xian quickly stood up and said, "You wait, I'll pour water for you."

It's true that you're thirsty after drinking.

After a while, Feng Xian brought water to Yan Lang, and she handed him the cup, but Yan Lang did not stretch out his hand, but leaned his head towards her, making it look like he wanted to drink water.

Feng Xian felt that Yan Lang was a little cute after being drunk, and he threw away his usually cold face, and he became gentle.

"Ah, thirsty." While she was staring at him in a daze, Yan Lang let out a low voice.

Feng Xian hurriedly handed the water cup to Yan Lang's mouth, and Yan Lang finally drank the water with her hand.

Feng carefully watched his Adam's apple rolling up and down when he was shopping, and said with a mouthful of food, "Let's go to sleep after drinking."

Yan Lang raised his head, his beautiful lips were still with crystal droplets, and his previously cold eyes looked at Feng Xian with great concentration at this time, and said, "Ah Xi, I'm a little uncomfortable."

Feng sniffed carefully and said, "It's like this when you're drunk, it's normal to be uncomfortable, you go to sleep well, and you won't be uncomfortable when you wake up tomorrow morning."

After that, I went to put the water cup.

However, as soon as she turned around, Yan Lang's hand grabbed her wrist, and he said in a low voice, "It's going to be even more uncomfortable when you wake up."

Hearing this, Feng turned to look at him and said, "Did you encounter something bad? Yan Lang, if you have anything to do, just tell us directly, are you still seeing us like this?"

Yan Lang stared at her with burning eyes, and it was a long time before he spoke, "Does Ah Xi really like Leng Yesheng?"

Yan Lang objected to her and Leng Yesheng's family affair, she was clear about it, but she felt that Yan Lang had a misunderstanding of Leng Yesheng, and she always felt that she had to find an opportunity to explain it clearly to Yan Lang.

At this time, since Yan Lang talked about this matter, Feng thought about it carefully and said, "Yan Lang, I think Leng Yesheng is a very good person, did you misunderstand him? If there is any estrangement in your heart, then you can say it, otherwise everyone will not know why you are against me and Leng Yesheng."

As soon as he heard this, Yan Lang's hand holding her wrist unconsciously became a little heavier, and he frowned and said, "Ah Xi really defends him like this?"

Feng said carefully: "I don't mean that I have to marry Leng Yesheng, aside from this, from the perspective of Leng Yesheng, I think he is still very good, but I don't have much affection for him now, but feelings always need time to be cultivated slowly."

Yan Lang said in a low voice, "You don't want it ready-made, why do you want to cultivate it slowly?"

The wind was a little drunk herself, Yan Lang said quietly, she couldn't help frowning, "What are you talking about? I didn't hear you clearly, you say it again."

Yan Lang looked at her and said softly, "Ah Xi, I'm very soft, can you help me into the room?"

Feng thought carefully and said, "What's wrong with this?"

After that, he put the water cup on the table, raised his arm, and half-dragged Yan Lang up.

She has a lot of strength, Yan Lang is very tall, and she was dragged by her, and she was inexplicably a little disobedient.

But she still helped him to the room very smoothly, but when the person was about to reach the bed, Yan Lang's body suddenly leaned up on the bed, and the wind subconsciously pulled him, but he didn't expect the two to fall on the bed together.

Yan Lang heard the sound and hurriedly wanted to sit up, but he drank a lot today, and it was really difficult.

The two looked at each other, breathing and smelling each other, and at this moment, the wind was stunned but saw a soft light from a pair of eyes in front of them.

"Ahh

He called her in a low voice, with a hint of tenderness and seduction.

The wind could feel the beating of his heart under his clothes, powerful and fast.

She hurriedly rolled over and sat up, and was about to leave.

Although everyone was a little drunk, she always felt that something was wrong with Yan Lang tonight.

"Ahh

Feng turned around carefully, but saw that Yan Lang was holding a pearl hairpin that had been beautifully carved in his hand, and there was a dazzling red bead on the pearl hairpin, wasn't this what she found in Yan Lang's clothes when she helped Yan Lang wash his clothes last time?

Wasn't it given by Yan Lang to the person he liked?

"For you, Ashi." Yan Lang raised the pearl hairpin in his hand and said, "When I saw it at that time, I thought you looked good wearing it."

Feng was stunned in place for a long moment before she said, "Is it really for me?"

Yan Lang nodded, "Yes."

Feng looked at Yan Lang in a puzzled manner, "Isn't it for the person you like?" You don't have a crush."

After finishing speaking, Yan Lang frowned and did not speak.

Seeing this, Feng took the pearl hairpin happily and said, "Then thank you very much."

Feng took the pearl hairpin carefully, and was in a good mood, where would a girl be unhappy when she received a gift?

"Ah Xi, Leng Yesheng is not your lover, stay away from him." Yan Lang looked at her fixedly.

Feng Xian didn't expect that he was still struggling with this stubble, she smiled and said, "Okay, I know, my mother is also worried about the situation in Leng Yesheng's family, I think that if I really marry Leng Yesheng in the future, I will definitely have to fight with his mother and his sister-in-law, and my mother doesn't want me to live like that."

"Don't worry, I know about this, I didn't say I was going to marry Leng Yesheng, I just wanted to try......

"I can't try."

Yan Lang said in a firm tone: "You can't try, Ah Xi is too young now, don't easily agree to anyone's family affairs."

Looking at Yan Lang's solemn expression, Feng Xian also restrained the smile on his face, and said, "Yan Lang, you are so good to me, just like my mother, you are reluctant to let me marry, right?" Well, I used to have a friend who said that it's called short-term care. You are afraid that I will be bullied by other people after I get married, don't worry, no, whoever bullies me will be beaten back."

With that, the wind jumped out of Yan Lang's room one by one.

Yan Lang's confused and drunk eyes stared at her departing back, and muttered, "I just don't want you to marry someone else."

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