Chapter 1267

Leng junao saw Zhao Wanxi in a daze. He put down his glass and put his hand on her face to rub it. "You only drink one cup, and then you blush. If you drink more, you will be laughed at by the night master. Sit by my side and let my husband drink the wine for you. "

Finish saying, he then offered night Phoenix dust a cup again.

Poor ye FengChen is a lonely man. He was toasted by three members of his family in turn and had to drink. He is already in a state of half loss and has no chance to talk to Zhao Wanxi.

Leng Jun Ao's eagle eyes stare at night FengChen. After drinking, he embraces Zhao Wanxi and goes back to his seat.

From time to time, he felt her forehead with his big, thick palm, and watched her blush. He was worried that she seemed to have a fever. His warm, slender fingertips ran gently across her cheek, and the spark was enough to start a prairie fire.

After taking care of Zhao Wanxi, the man turned to see yefengchen, who was already seven percent drunk, and apologized insincerely: "my eldest prince is young. I'm a little crazy tonight. I'm impolite in front of the young master."

Night Phoenix dust hit a wine burp, wry smile way: "where where where."

Although Zhao Wanxi's head was dizzy, her heart was like a mirror, with a helpless smile on her lips.

Nanlin emperor is cruel, arrogant and uninhibited. I didn't expect that when he was jealous, he would be naive enough to join hands with a four-year-old. If this story is spread, I'm afraid it will be laughed off by the world.

However, according to Leng junao's temperament, he will not be in the eyes of unexpected people.

"The long Prince is tired too. Take him down to have a rest."

After Leng Yulin left, the scene became a little cold for a moment.

Night Phoenix dust drink too much, people a little dizzy, but he still sat there straight, trying to concentrate, want to find a chance to talk about business.

But Leng junao never talks much. He occasionally carries Nanlin emperor's airs and has no polite words with yefengchen except drinking.

It seems that the man intentionally or unintentionally, in front of the night Phoenix dust, sometimes stroked the green silk from her ears, sometimes took the silk handkerchief to wipe the residual juice from her mouth. The seemingly casual little action is obviously a trick.

He seems to take the night Phoenix dust as the air, but it is clear that it is for others to see, naive!

Zhao Wanxi couldn't help puffing her lips. She was just trying to find a reason to leave the banquet. However, Leng junao took the lead. In her thick and hoarse voice, she said, "this nine day phoenix dance costume is really beautiful on Xi'er, and only my Xi'er can afford it..."

Leng junao's mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and his charming voice came slowly: "there is Xi'er here tonight. It's just the poem that everyone gets drunk without drinking. It's really wonderful! "

he said it so loud on purpose. Of course, Zhao Wanxi knew his intention. She just told yefengchen that she was his woman!

However, Zhao Wanxi has no commitment to him. She is just entangled in her heart and has not yet decided whether to stay or go.

After all, it's a banquet. She doesn't want to refute Leng junao's face in front of yefengchen. Besides, Zhao Wanxi doesn't want to give yefengchen any fantasy.

The scene was a bit awkward. Since Zhao Wanxi couldn't leave, she had to find a way to break the current impasse. She said softly, "since it's a banquet, how can she not have the help of singing and dancing?"

Leng junao nodded with interest and clapped his hands twice. Before the sound of his hands was broken, music began to ring out. Dozens of dancers appeared in front of them with enchanting posture, singing and dancing.