Chapter 3025

"Wake up," she said? What's going on?? Ran Baimian was expressionless. Seeing that Mo Liyan was still holding a cup of unfinished wine in his hand, he bent over and grabbed the wine from the man.

But who knows, at that moment, the new emperor held her wrist directly, and the grip was very tight. It seemed that he was afraid of losing it.

Dyed white frowned impatiently. Before she could make any action, she heard Mo Liyan spit out a few unclear words. He held her wrist and pulled people into his arms with instinct, "go back... Go back."

Caught off guard, ran Bai almost pressed directly on the new emperor. She supported the man's cold and beautiful shoulder line with one hand, supported her body, and heard these three words when she fell in Mo Liyan's ear.

go back?

Then she heard Mo Liyan whisper again. Her voice was very hoarse. She didn't know who she was talking to: "go back with the king."

The action of dyeing white stopped for a moment and forgot to react for a moment.

This... Is familiar.

Familiar with almost harsh.

According to Mo Liyan's shoulder, she looked down at the drunken king with dark eyes.

So,

Mo Liyan is drunk and confused, so he can say such words?

Or Ben Wang?

When did that happen.

Sure enough, I was drunk.

Ran Bai stretched out his hand impatiently and patted the young new emperor's face, "wake up?"

That pair of abyss like bottomless eyes opened suddenly, which seemed very sharp, but now it was filled with a little hazy intoxication, broken light, reflecting the figure dyed white.

Dyed white paused and said slowly: "... Wake up?"

"Ling Bai?" at the same time, Mo Liyan stared at the person in front of him without blinking. He watched the girl shake out countless shadows, still greedily locked her eyebrows and eyes, and whispered subconsciously.

Is it a dream?

Only countless times in a dream... Can I see her.

Ran Bai gave a sound. She didn't adapt to being so close. In particular, the clear and clean light fragrance lingering on Mo Liyan was intertwined with a slightly drunk taste. It smells good, but it's too close.

"Wake up, right? Listen, you go take a shower, change your clothes, and we'll talk later, okay?"

Mo Liyan stared at dye white and said, "OK."

Dyed white: "... What are you watching me do? Go."

Say,

She could see the words on Mo Liyan's clavicle with her eyes down. She didn't know how she felt. Anyway, she didn't want to see it. She pulled off the new emperor's collar and blocked it. Only then was she satisfied.

Who knows this person doesn't know what's crazy, but he hugged her again and whispered in her ear, "I miss you."

The two low and soft words have a hazy meaning.

Mo Liyan closed his eyes, put his jaw against the top of the girl's hair, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Really

I want to die.

It was a dream,

Only dream can hold.

On the tip of my heart, I can't stop the bitterness and fine stinging pain. The new emperor holds it harder and worries about gain and loss, like covered with thin ice.

It seems that if you are a little careless, you will fall into the abyss because of such a hug.

Ranbai subconsciously pushed away Mo Liyan. He didn't push it all at once, and there was no emotion. He just asked quietly, "Mo Liyan, you have to face me when you're drunk, don't you?"

"Don't push me..." Mo Liyan subconsciously hugged and obviously resisted being pushed away. Then he heard such a sentence. It was clearly calm, but Mo Liyan was acutely aware that the person holding him might be angry. He clenched his fingers tightly. Finally, he slowly released his hand and stepped back: "just don't hold... Don't be angry."

The new emperor was alone, slightly drooping his eyes, intoxicated in his heart, but he couldn't hide the spreading pain.

Don't even let me hold you in my dream

I hate him so much.

But even in his dream, he was afraid to make her angry.

If she gets angry, she will annoy him more.

She hated him enough. Mo Liyan didn't want ranbai to hate herself more.

"Listen, I'll just say it again." ran Bai said expressionless, "no, I have something to ask you. Now - you, go take a bath."

In fact, Mo Liyan didn't care about other words. He only caught two words in ranbai's words and didn't go.

The young Wang was slightly stunned, the broken light in his eyes lit up slightly, rippled coldly, and the end of his eyes bent a beautiful arc.

"Well... I believe it," he said again. "Don't go."

Don't lie to me in your dreams.

After coaxing people away, ran Bai Li occupied the new emperor's bed, supported his jaw with one hand and thought about life through the night.

Why does she have to come this evening?

Why should Mo Liyan get drunk now?

Ranbai finally didn't think of a reason, because Mo Liyan came back, she didn't continue to think.

Just

Ran Bai sinks her face and looks at the new emperor walking towards her: "put your clothes on me."

What's it like to come out like this?!

Young Wang had just bathed, and his body was still stained with moisture. His hair and eyelashes were haloed with light fog, which more and more set off his gorgeous face.

He was wearing a loose snow-white lining, the buckle had not been fastened, his chest was looming, his clavicle was exquisite, bewitching, cold and lustful.

"It can't be fastened." he complained to ranbai in a low voice.

Dyed white: "

The man hasn't woken up yet?

The new emperor rubbed over, a pair of long and narrow eyes were broken, and his sweet thin lips opened gently, which was very advantageous: "you help me buckle."

Dyed white said coldly, "I want to help you tear your clothes."

Mo Liyan was stunned.

At the same time, ranbai also realized that this sentence seemed inappropriate, so she looked coldly. She really didn't want to see the messy appearance of the new emperor. She leaned over and helped Mo Liyan buckle up the plate with a very rough and neat action.

That closeness makes the mind originally occupied by intoxication blank.

He had never experienced such a real dream.

If

If only it were true.

The young king looked at the girl close at hand and thought, a pair of dark and cold eyes are the shadow of the girl.

"I ask you." ran Bai tapped the back of his hand gently with his fingertips. "You gave me the antidote to control heart Gu in the past two years?"

Mo Liyan is drunk and hazy at the bottom of his eyes. He can't think about anything. He just relies on his instinct. For example, the girl covered with thin ice has been staring at dye white, for fear that the girl fantasized in the next second will disappear and be annihilated in his sight.

The moment he heard the question, he was slow for a moment, but he didn't speak.

Dyed white asked another question: "I'll ask you again. Did you give me the Bingling grass?"

Mo Liyan said nothing.

He subconsciously resisted and resisted the problem and felt unable to say.

As for why not,

Ink can't think without Yan.

Just silent.

Ran Bai saw that Mo Liyan didn't answer all the time. The tip of his tongue hit his upper jaw, "don't you understand?"