The wine glass is mismatched, and the willow eyebrows are slightly bent and the red lips are condensed.

She didn't apply powder, but the wine was slightly dizzy and reddened her cheeks, as if she had smeared a layer of rouge, and it was just the right amount of red. There was a slight frown between her brows, muttering and whispering, only to see her pink lips opening and closing slightly, revealing a trace of temptation and abstinence. Qingsi naturally drooped down, and she didn't expect her to have long hair like a waterfall, pouring a rare touch of style between her eyebrows. A small horn hung from the looming collarbone, which looked a little strange, but it said that her complexion was as creamy as jade.

No wonder it attracts a bunch of street hooligans. He smiled slightly.

"Your Excellency, this ......" Xuanwu looked at Zhao Hehuan, who was paralyzed in the arms of the Demon Lord, who was obviously asleep, and his face showed embarrassment.

There was no expression under the golden mask, and he just said lightly: "The rest is up to you." Then he picked up Zhao Hehuan, who was still drooling, and flew into the distance.

Although Xuanwu is a well-trained killer, he has always acted on orders, and he has followed the Demon Lord for many years, and he has never seen the Demon Lord abandon the ongoing mission halfway, and for a while he thought that he had heard the wrong order.

Women are such a nuisance thing. Xuanwu frowned, and quickly disappeared from the depths of the street corner.

Blood-extinguishing peak.

The blood-colored crystal bead curtain blocked Zhao Hehuan's sight.

She rubbed her swelling temples, sat up and stretched, and suddenly found herself sleeping on a dark ice jade bed, covered with a silk brocade quilt!

And most importantly - her underwear was replaced with a satin silk shirt!

Zhao Hehuan's face suddenly froze there.

"Ah!!" Zhao Hehuan shouted hysterically all of a sudden!

What the hell happened yesterday?!Why can't she remember anything about it?And what the hell was going on with her dress!

"Girl, are you awake?" the beaded curtain was softly opened, and a woman dressed in plain clothes walked in with a smile.

Zhao Hehuan swallowed his saliva, pulled the corners of the quilt, and asked nervously, "Where is this...... Where's my clothes......"

Lan'er saw that Zhao Hehuan looked ignorant, and she had a good impression of this strange woman in her heart, so she comforted softly: "Don't worry, girl, this is a safe place." Yesterday the girl was drunk, and it was the noble brother who brought you back. Helplessly, the girl couldn't stand the bumps along the way and vomited, so Lan'er had to order the maid to change the girl into clean clothes so that the girl could sleep more peacefully. ”

When Zhao Hehuan heard that it was the maid who changed his underwear for him, he couldn't help touching his chest and let out a long breath.

Lan'er saw Zhao Hehuan's frank eyes, all the joys, sorrows and sorrows were written on her face, and she couldn't help but smile a little deeply.

"Thank you...... Miss Lan'er. Zhao Hehuan thanked him embarrassedly.

"Your Excellency, mission accomplished. Xuanwu came in a hurry, but unexpectedly saw Zhao Hehuan sitting on the bed with sleepy eyes, and he also changed into intimate clothes!

Don't...... The corners of Xuanwu's mouth twitched.

"Very good, let's go down when you've seen enough. A slightly gloomy voice sounded next to Zhao Hehuan! It was actually a man's voice!

Zhao Hehuan's head seemed to explode with a thunderbolt.

And Lan'er saw Xuanwu's incredulous expression and obviously crooked but unable to ask, and retreated, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

It seems that this girl is indeed a bit unusual for her brother.

Zhao Hehuan, she was still wearing a silk shirt! Shirt! Shirt! Two men had already appeared in this room in a short period of time! One of them had already stayed in this room before he knew when!

Or...... Pretend to be dead and faint, okay?

Just when Zhao Hehuan was puzzled, the man who had been in this room for some time turned around. It turned out to be the man who wore a golden mask to teach her to practice swords in the snow that day!

Zhao Hehuan grew his mouth in surprise, this is too coincidental......

"Are you sure you want to sit on my bed like this all the time?" the Golden Silk Mask turned, holding the Golden Silk Cup in his hand, and blew the heat faintly.

In my bed?

Another thunder exploded in Zhao Hehuan's head.

She finally understood why the expression of the person who had just left was so complicated......

Zhao Hehuan's head was already blank, she rubbed her hair haphazardly and rummaged around on the bed to find her own clothes. But her clothes seemed to be mysteriously missing, and she couldn't turn them over.

Lan'er looked at Zhao Hehuan's panicked appearance and lost her mind, and couldn't bear to remind: "The girl forgot, you drank and vomited yesterday, and your clothes have been changed and washed by the maid." ”

Yes...... Zhao Hehuan sat down on the bed completely, with a depressed face. It wasn't like she had to lie in someone else's bed...... Why should she be dangling here in her pajamas? It is better to continue to lie in this quilt with a dead face!

She pulled the quilt over and buried her head in the quilt in shame, intending to pretend to be dead.

Lan'er saw Zhao Hehuan's shy appearance, and laughed sneeringly, this girl is really straightforward. Lan'er gave the maid a color, and the maid went down in understanding.

Demon Venerable obviously knew what was going on in Zhao Hehuan's head, but he just turned around and continued to deal with the affairs in front of him.

If it weren't for a smile in the corner of his eye.

Such prey, playing slowly, is also a very interesting thing.

Zhao Hehuan hid in the quilt angrily, trying her best to remember yesterday's events, but even if she wanted to break her head, she found nothing, which made her even more annoyed, hiding in the quilt and unwilling to come out.

"Girl, if you don't dislike it, will you wear my clothes for the time being?" The maid who had ordered to go down earlier had already brought the clothes to come, Lan'er twisted the corners of the quilt, and asked Zhao Hehuan with a smile.

Zhao Hehuan heard that there were clothes, and finally poked his head out of the bed, and his eyes were immediately attracted by the clothes.

The white yarn hangs down to the ground, the silk texture is soft, and there is a slight sense of refinement, tactfully conveying the tenderness of the girl. There are a few budding orchids scattered on the ice silk, which looks soft and fresh. The ruffled collar swinds to the shoulders, and the fragrance is exuding when it falls generously.

It seems that this dress was carefully chosen. Zhao Hehuan looked a little embarrassed, this is a bit loved.

Lan'er saw that she was not dissatisfied, but she didn't mean to put it on for a long time, Lan'er who was very Lanxin guessed Zhao Hehuan's mind at once, it seems that the girl brought back by her brother is a girl with a delicate mind and a kind heart.

"The girl doesn't worry much, Lan'er has never worn ice silk clothes. Although the clothes are beautiful, they are not Lan'er's love, so the girl can wear them with confidence. Lan'er comforted gently.

"Put it on. lest someone come again in a moment to report on business. The Demon Lord took a sip of tea, not slow or in a hurry.

Zhao Hehuan was a little annoyed in her heart, isn't this threatening me? But when she thought of Xuanwu's expression when she left just now, she shook her head missionarily, forget it, for Lan'er's sake, wear it.

"You are not allowed to look back. Zhao Hehuan held back for a long time, and finally said a word to the Demon Lord, causing Lan'er to sneer.

"If I wanted to do something, you wouldn't have been back here last night. "The Demon Lord has no intention of going out.

Looking at the layout and decoration of this house, well, I don't know how many women in the world are going to pounce on one after another, right......? I don't know what kind of face is under this gold silk mask?

Zhao Hehuan stuck out his tongue, turned his back, put down the crystal bead curtain, and changed into the ice silk clothes prepared by Lan'er.

"Where is this and how long have I been here?" Zhao Hehuan obviously didn't know that she had slept until noon when she was drunk, and the palace had already been in chaos, and under Zhanxuan's questioning, the palace was even more panicked than losing her mother.

"This is my dwelling, I have been occupied by you and have not slept all night, and the clock of noon has passed, what do you say?"

Strange, the voice of the golden silk mask not only can't be blamed, but it is also surprisingly good, Zhao Hehuan suddenly began to wonder if the face under the mask was also as handsome as a spring breeze.

Wait?he said...... The bell of noon has passed???

Zhao Hehuan instantly grew his mouth, he went out of the palace alone, and now he hasn't gone back for so long, will they worry about whether something happened to them?

It turns out that Zhan Xuan, who has always been close to the people, almost killed a few guards on duty that day, if it weren't for Qi Zhi's insistence that she used elven magic to detect Hehuan, she was just in danger, and I believe that those guards would have died at this moment. And the entire palace also dispatched forbidden soldiers who had not been dispatched for a long time, searching the streets and alleys of Luoyang City, even including the Qinglou.

"I want to go back. Zhao Hehuan said nervously.

"You threw up all over me yesterday. "What the Demon Lord said doesn't seem to have anything to do with what Zhao Hehuan said.

"Huh?" Zhao Hehuan looked surprised, but thinking that Lan'er said just now that he vomited and was changed into clothes, so even if he brought himself back, it is estimated that it will not be much better.

Zhao Hehuan was full of regret in his heart, he saw that this golden silk mask was not a master to be messed with, and he still occupied his bed all night, so he must not have slept well, maybe he would ask me how much compensation I wanted in a while......

"Don't drink anymore. ”

"Huh?" Zhao Hehuan almost felt that he had heard it wrong, was this concerned about her?

"Didn't you say you wanted to go back?" said the Golden Silk Mask's tone paused.

Zhao Hehuan nodded at the right time, well, it's really time to go back......

"Let's go. The golden silk mask suddenly grabbed Zhao Hehuan's willow waist, and flew out of the house, and a mist came to his face......

Zhao Hehuan felt a numb and crispy feeling coming from his waist, and couldn't help but feel that his face was slightly hot.

Is this being trivialized?

White smoke passes through the ears, and the breeze makes people drunk.