Chapter 1430

He turned and left the inn.

At night, the wind was slightly cold. Ziqianmo drank wine again. The strength of the wine was just on the top. When the wind blew, she could not help shivering. The next moment, she was surrounded in a hot embrace.

Mo Yan hugged her from behind and put her head on her shoulder, deep and warm. "Is it still cold?"

Ziqianmo shook his head.

She was clearly wearing a heavy cloak, but Mo Yan was not at ease. He took off his mink fur cloak and put it on her. He wrapped her firmly in it. Then he picked her up and jumped onto the beam of the common people's house.

Purple Qian Mo startled next, quickly hugged his neck, "Yan?"

Mo Yan was drunk, not only did not see what faltering mouth nonsense, but the mind is as clear as ordinary people.

It looks like I'm not drunk at all.

Didn't wait for the next sentence of the bosom person, Mo Yan didn't understand of low head, in her lip petal on kiss a, "good, since cold, we go back."

"It's too late to go back to the imperial palace or Wuji gate..."

Without waiting for ziqianmo to protest, Mo Yan had already stepped forward, and his lightness skills had reached the extreme, and he walked quickly in the direction of Zhuyu hospital.

The speed is too fast. It doesn't frighten the birds, but it frightens evelice who is left behind in the dogwood clinic.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?"

Eveline just heard the wind rising, and then the sound of things landing, warning like a frightened bird.

Looking at the jump out of the eve lace, a face of panic, with confusion, purple field anti was teased to hook up the corner of the lip.

The smile was gentle and beautiful, which made Mo Yan step for a moment. Her eyes were dark as ink. Looking at the happy smile on ziqianmo's small face, he also hooked his lips.

It's great that his moods are not affected by those people.

She was... Very happy.

Mo Yan, who had been worried for a day, was finally relieved at this time.

Take people back to their own room, Mo Yan droops his eyes, the pupil eyes on the top of wine strength are stained with blood, his head is low, and he kisses the lips of ziqianmo impartially.

"Well..."

Ziqianmo was blocked up and his eyes widened.

Bright eyes flash, and Mo Yan's dark pupil interweave with each other, causing Mo Yan to suddenly let go of her, with a shallow gasp, hot air sprayed on her neck, vaguely with a little emotion color flavor.

There was a palpitation at the bottom of my heart.

Mo Yan's appearance is clearly arbitrary.

He must be drunk, but how can he look drunk

How come it's like taking her apart?

"Yan, you are drunk."

"No

Mo Yan's reply was serious, and her shallow eyebrows narrowed. She seemed not very happy to see her questioning herself. She slowly stood up straight, as if to prove herself, "you see, I'm not drunk. I can still stand well. "

Ziqianmo lost her smile.

People who are drunk always say they are not drunk.

Mo Yan's words are not stuck at the moment, but he clearly shows a different look from the usual.

Without a sense of stability, he unexpectedly had a little cute, straight call purple Qian Mo move not open eyes.

Ziqianmo touched his head, "well, you're not drunk. I'm drunk."

Drunk in his gentle country.

Ziqianmo's tone is clearly to coax the child, Mo Yan pause, eyebrows across a heavy chagrin.