She reached out and poked her face:

"It must be that my cultivation method is wrong, why do I only have the ability to work, but I can't make this skin more handsome? Even if I see it, I am happy! I can go up and talk to a good-looking little brother......

Yi Lanjun couldn't help but sweat on his head, and coughed embarrassedly:

"What can you do if you are born beautiful and ugly? If the two love for a long time, they must be in harmony with their hearts, if they only covet beauty, won't they be lustful?"

You're naturally beautiful, so naturally you'll say that! Ayane said: "Now in this world of looking at faces! If you're as ugly as Tuo Xiang, who will be willing to communicate with you to the soul level? How heavy is that taste......

But apparently in the face of such a good-looking face, Ayane was already in such a good mood that she couldn't even carry it, so she just smirked: "Anyway, you're good-looking, everything you say is right, hehehehe." ”

Yi Lanjun was already three points drunk, her cheeks were crimson, and she avoided her gaze a little unnaturally, and took another sip of wine and asked, "Then you think Duyou can be considered beautiful?"

"Beautiful!"

Ayane gave a thumbs up and praised loudly in an exaggerated manner: "The first beauty in the East China Sea!

"So what?"

Yi Lanjun smiled bitterly, pointed to his heart and said: "Beauty is beautiful, there is no heart...... She doesn't have a heart!"

"Fart!"

Ayane's cheeks were flushed, but her eyes suddenly widened, and she reached out to poke his chest: "Wouldn't you die without a heart! How can a person not have a heart...... No, how could an immortal not have a heart!"

When it came to solitude, Yi Lanjun touched his heart, only cared about drinking, but had no words.

Both of them were already drunk at this time, and their fingertips accidentally touched one place, and Ayane looked up at him, and saw that his face was like a peach blossom, and his breath was like an orchid. The smell of wine mixed with orchid is even more intoxicating, and I can't help but shake my heart for a while, and muttered in my mouth:

"You're so good-looking, would you like me to kiss it?"

Yi Lanjun's eyes closed slightly and he muttered for a long time, and then said slowly: "...... If she had half as much honesty as you, I wouldn't have ended up like this. ”

After a moment, I saw him frowning slightly, lowering his eyes and asking as if he was a little confused: "Hmm...... What's your name?"

Ayane stood up suddenly, glaring, and fried hair!

"Fuck your uncle!"

The slap was raised in the air, but she gritted her teeth and changed her mind again: It's better to strangle me to death! This kind of person, only by killing first and then raping can I solve the hatred in my heart! Which eye do you look at me like a person who likes to drink with resentful women and listen to stories?! Girl, I am so enthusiastic to chat with you to relieve your boredom, why can you even forget what my name is?! I look so good! Do you still slap your face with a big slap?!%¥#@&*......

Ayane was furious, but he frowned: "...... Why is the name so long?"

Uncle can bear it, and Aunt can't bear it anymore!

Ayane picked up the empty wine jar on the table with her hand, and just lifted it into the air before she could smash it, but she saw him suddenly fall headlong on the table. Due to the force, the hosta slipped from the ink-dyed hair and fell onto the table with a crisp sound. The head full of green silk poured down like a waterfall, from the delicate face to the white clothes, the picture is so beautiful that people can't bear to look at it directly.

Alas, being good-looking is really your only merit...... I, I'm sorry for my wine jar, it's not you.

Ayane gritted her teeth in hatred, and tried her best to drag the drunken old bonsai to the bed.

Hmph, what you know is that you are greedy for a cup, and what you don't know is that I deliberately drunk you with a bad plan...... Although I did think so.

Ayane grumbled and flattened his body, and then struggled to carry his legs to the bed, and rested his head lightly on the pillow. The hair is soft and flexible, and the satin-like feel is simply so good that people can't stop it. Ayane knelt on the edge of the bed, straightened out the few messy strands of hair, and saw that his long eyelashes were drooping, his breathing was even, and he was about to fall asleep.

Ayane was stunned for a while.

The bridge of his nose is as straight as a mountain, and his cheeks are beautiful, which is completely different from the roughness of ordinary mountain and wild men, and his skin is transparent and moist, and his lips are full and flushed, and the taste must be sweet like wine—this picture is clearly saying: Come on, come on, come and sleep with me!

Bai Ningxue once said that if you are cheap, you don't take advantage of the bastard.

The best Ruyi Langjun has been washed and put on the table, stripped and eaten!

Once, there was a good potted orchid in front of me, I didn't cherish it, and I regretted it when I lost it.

......

Ayane's mind kept popping up some strange thoughts, and her brain made up more than 10,000 kinds of pictures of the whole process. However, in the end, she only drooled and struggled in pain for a while, and she didn't even dare to kiss him secretly, and the outstretched hand just helped him cover the quilt, and quietly withdrew with a degraded face.