After a night of warmth, Si Huan began to get busy again, not a ceremony of union of partners, but the refining project of the divine sword.

Chi Yao carefully planned everything and every etiquette at the ceremony.

She arranged the venue the same as a wedding in the world, and she also asked Si Huan to be like a man in the world to marry, three books and six ceremonies, and a phoenix crown.

Si Huan will always refine the divine sword, and at the same time watch her arrange everything with tenderness in his eyes.

Occasionally, he would cover her with a quilt late at night, take the drawings in her hand, and sit all night staring at the layouts on the drawings.

Just the night before the companion ceremony, the refining of the Excalibur was basically completed, but there was still one final process left.

Both know it.

It's just that this night, both of them are finally idle.

But this night is destined to be difficult to sleep.

Si Huan was writing something when he suddenly heard a crisp knock outside the window, he subconsciously put his things away, walked to the window, and opened the window to take a look.

"Sure enough, it's you."

Si Huan's eyes were stained with a little smile.

Chi Yao handed the wine jug in her hand to him, looked at him with a smile, and for a moment the light in her eyes was even more dazzling and moving than the hanging moon.

This time, he noticed that she seemed to have a little softer tonight, and she was more touching.

The person who can disturb his mind on weekdays is even more seductive under the deliberate dress tonight, and every move can make his mind trance.

His throat couldn't help but tighten, and his eyes looking at her became even darker, and he wanted to kiss her as soon as he pulled her, but was covered by Chi Yao.

"Have a drink?"

Chi Yao's slight raising of her eyebrows made her have a slightly different taste from usual, making the person in front of her even more crazy, but she had to obey her arrangement.

Looking at her smiling appearance, Si Huan was like a hairy boy for the first time, constantly drinking the wine in the cup, relying on his powerful spiritual power to keep pouring himself, wanting to drink the wine in the pot.

Chi Yao held the wine glass and watched him with some eager movements, and suddenly smiled, this smile made the drunk Si Huan look at her, and then put the wine glass in his hand aside angrily, and lifted her chin, and the drunkenness in his eyes made his eyes red.

"Yaoyao, I want to be with you..."

"Okay."

There was still a faint smile on the corner of Chi Yao's mouth, and the little smile under her eyes was stained with love.

Si Huan was a little stunned at first, and then couldn't help but kiss her eyes, with a little restraint and cherishment.

He held her in his arms and put her on his bed, Chi Yao smelled the bed full of his smell, and there was a him in front of him, hugging himself.

The black black hair was scattered on the pillow he usually pillowed, some of it fell mischievously on her collarbone, and the clothes in the tugging room were a little loose neckline.

He slowly took off his coat and covered her eyes with the ribbon.

Chi Yao's eyes were blurry without vision, her sense of hearing and touch was more sensitive, she could clearly hear herself and his breathing, and even her own heartbeat.

She could feel his large palm enveloping her hand.

"Don't be afraid."

Si Huan soothed her emotions in a soft voice.

"Hmm."

The wine glass on the wine table had already fallen to the ground between the two of them, and the sake in the glass was also scattered on the ground, exuding a faint smell of wine, so light that it seemed to be easily ignored, but it had its own taste.