When Su Ruotang returned to the house, it was pitch black.

She was stunned for a moment, took a step back, and looked at Shen Shi, "This inn is so picky?" Don't give candles at night? ”

The corners of Shen's mouth twitched: "There are candles." ”

Su Ruotang's delicate brows furrowed, and he stepped in again, "Then why don't you order it...... Yes! Hell! ”

Before she finished speaking, her white and soft wrist was held by a slightly cool hand.

The next moment, the door slammed shut.

Shen Shi reacted extremely quickly and took a step back.

Looking at the closed door, he touched his nose, which was almost smashed flat, and silently sympathized with the soldier who was going to have surgery tomorrow.

I hope that when the third princess passed, he was not starved to death.

Inside the house, Su Ruotang covered the tip of his nose with tears in his eyes.

The familiar aroma of cold cedar lingers in the breath, with a faint hint of wine.

Before she could speak, the man's deep and hoarse voice came from overhead, "Why are you angry?" ”

Su Ruotang pushed hard with his slender hand, and withdrew from the man's arms expressionlessly.

"Mo Yingyan, don't you know that people are scary, can they scare people to death?"

In the dark, Mo Yingyan was caught off guard, and was pushed by her to stumble, and fell backwards without knowing what she had bumped into.

And his hand was still firmly grasping Su Ruotang's wrist.

Su Ruotang exclaimed in surprise and fell down with him.

The moment she fell, Mo Yingyan subconsciously protected her completely in her arms.

Immediately afterward, the lip flap is covered with a layer of softness.

Su Ruotang's peach eyes widened suddenly, and she was about to get up with her hands supporting the man's chest.

"Hmm......" As soon as he got up, his waist was wrapped around the iron arm and fell on the man's chest again.

"Madam, don't be angry, I'll listen to Madame in the future." The man's voice was hoarse.

Listening carefully, it seems to be a little spoiled.

Pampering?

Su Ruotang felt that she was afraid that her brain would be broken.

Mo Yingyan, an ice sculpture in the cold region of the snow-capped mountains, how could he have such an emotion of spoiling.

"I'm not angry."

"You let me go."

Su Ruotang took a deep breath and raised her hand to break the man's hand on her waist.

Her tender fingertips, as soon as they touched the man's hand, he turned over violently, pressing her under him.

The house was covered with a thick carpet, and it was not cold to lie on it.

But Su Ruotang felt goosebumps all over his body, and the space became extremely cramped.

With the moonlight projected from the window, Su Ruotang crashed straight into a pair of ink eyes that seemed to be covered with mountain fog.

It's dark and deep, but you can't see the end.

"Madam, let's live a good life." Mo Yingyan stretched out her slender fingers and slowly slid down from between Su Ruotang's eyebrows, slowly depicting her delicate face.

In the dark, all perception is amplified.

Su Ruotang could clearly feel that where his fingertips slashed, there seemed to be a slight electric current flowing into his limbs, bringing a slight tingling feeling.

She pursed her red lips, reached out and grabbed the man's fingers, and said in a faint voice, "Get up." ”

Live your life well......

Oh, if he drank wine with her on the wedding night, if Shang Ruyan didn't come back, she might really live with him for the rest of her life.

But now that Shang Ruyan is back, her words and deeds are reminding her.

They once had a lot of mountain alliances and sea vows.

Mo Yingyan looked at her deeply: "I really want to live a good life with you." ”

Su Ruotang lowered his eyes and looked calm, "You have been drinking." ”

Mo Yingyan took her hand with her backhand, left a gentle kiss on the back of her white and tender hand, and hummed lowly.

Su Ruotang's colorful peach blossom eyes showed no emotion.

She slowly retracted her hand and asked again word by word, "Mo Yingyan, who am I?" ”

Mo Yingyan's always deep ink eyes looked at the girl under him, with a jade-like timbre and a dull magnetism wrapped in it, and said as a matter of course: "You are my wife." ”

Listening to the man's natural tone, Su Ruotang suddenly smiled.

The delicate and bright face is instantly dyed with a coolness that seems to be able to soak into the bone marrow.

"Ma'am? I haven't even drunk a lot of wine, what kind of lady is this? ”

The fog in Mo Yingyan's eyes was heavier, and she lowered her head and rubbed her neck.

Probably drunk, breathing heavily.

"I drank ...... wine"

Su Ruotang tilted his head, avoided the light kiss that fell on his earlobe, and smiled perfunctorily, "Well, drink it." ”

was also drunk and treated her as a businessman, Ruyan hugged and gnawed.

Taking a deep breath, Su Ruotang suppressed the urge to poison him.

The fairy is generous and does not deal with a drunkard.

If you kill him, there will be no more suitable partner to work with.

"Madam, call the husband." Mo Yingyan lingered with a faint fragrance of begonias between her breaths, and her tone was lazy and leisurely.

Su Ruotang smiled, his soft voice was in the quiet and cold room, revealing the cold and cold, and the overflowing tone was full of mockery, "Mo Yingyan, you can't afford the responsibility contained in these two words." ”

In his ears, the man's breathing became heavier and heavier.

The cedarwood is wrapped in wine aromas and brewed into an intoxicating fragrance.

"I'll take care of you for the rest of your life."

Su Ruotang's heart trembled suddenly.

In her clear peach blossom eyes, there was a sneer, "Mo Yingyan, you just need to protect the Tan Mansion thoroughly." ”

Mo Yingyan lay beside her, hugging her tightly to correct, "You are also from Tanfu." ”

In other words, I will also protect you.

Su Ruotang smiled lightly and looked out the window with sideways eyes.

She probably fainted from a hot spring and would discuss this with a drunk.

Gradually, the moon in the field of vision became blurred.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep in the fragrance of cedar and wine.

In the dimly lit room, two figures embraced each other, lying on the carpet, sleeping with their necks crossed.

Faintly, she seemed to hear a man's sigh.

"Little Begonia, I've already drunk the wine."

Heh, I've drunk with Shang Ruyan before......