C95

Xiao Chengyi did not stop Mu Qianyu from pouring wine.

Even though it seemed a bit masochistic.

However, sometimes, being too clear-headed wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

It was rare for her to get drunk a few times in her life. It was good if she got drunk and stopped thinking about her mother.

The Dryness was well-deserved of its reputation. No matter how good Mu Qianyu's tolerance for alcohol was, after drinking a few bottles of it, she had no choice but to get drunk.

The wine pot in his hand fell onto the tile and rolled down the tile. There was a crisp and sharp sound.

Sui Yang, who was standing below, could not help but twitch his mouth.

"Achoo."

The night wind blew, sending chills down one's spine.

Mu Qianyu could not help but sneeze and rub her nose. Her eyes were still hazy as she stared at the stars in the sky.

"Go back."

Xiao Chengyi looked at her and spoke softly.

"What for?"

Mu Qianyu was already drunk to the point where she could no longer speak. Her eyes were blurry and filled with mist.

In such a state, her previous coldness had faded, and she was now even less tender and more charming.

Drunk women seemed to be more attractive.

"I don't want to go back, I want to look at the stars."

Once drunk, his rationality slowly began to blur as well.

All of his calm and wisdom had long since disappeared, leaving only a sense of childishness.

"I've lived in the Sky Mountain for a while. It seems like a long time ago. Eight or nine years ago, I also enjoyed watching the stars in the Sky Mountain. Compared to the stars here, it's even more beautiful …"

Before she even finished speaking, Mu Qianyu had already treated the roof as a bed, and rolled over.

"Ugh …"

Suddenly, he let out a soft cry. His brain felt like it had turned into a ball of paste. He could only shout but did not know what to do.

Xiao Chengyi frowned, he flipped himself up and effortlessly pulled her back.

"Huh?"

The Dryness was completely effective.

Mu Qianyu blurrily stood on the rooftop, she turned her head, her small face revealing a charming glow, she grinned, pointed at Xiao Chengyi and asked: "How did you become two?"

Xiao Chengyi looked at her with eyes as black as ink, and the corner of his mouth suddenly hooked up.

He reached out to caress her hair that was as black as ink. It was extremely soft and carried a faint fragrance.

"Don't rub my head."

Mu Qianyu shakily pushed him away, his body leaning backwards, almost falling down again.

"Stop messing around."

This time, he reached out and held her in his arms. It was a very soft feeling.

"Be good and go back."

The night was very cold, and as Mu Qianyu had drank a lot of wine, she could easily catch cold.

Xiao Chengyi held her tightly with one hand, and firmly wrapped her in his robe with the other.

Mu Qianyu closed her eyes, her mind was in a state of unconsciousness and her eyelids were heavy as well. She wanted to say something, but she did not know what to say.

Once the alcohol reached his head, he became powerless and his body went limp, falling into Xiao Chengyi's embrace.

Her head was pressed against his broad chest, as if she had found a safe harbor. She took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist and stick close to him, as if this way she wouldn't be afraid of falling anymore.

"I'm tired."

She blurrily stuck to his body and yawned, completely unconscious. She had long since lost track of how drunk she was.

Xiao Chengyi slightly moved, he quietly lowered his head and seriously looked at the little lady who was in a daze.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her face flushed red, and her lips pursed. Everything was beautiful.

The most important thing was not this, but the way she quietly and lazily stuck to his body, just like how he raised a kitten, which cutely cried out an endless amount of pity for him.

Having known her for so long, it seemed like this was the first time he had seen her so calm and peaceful.

It was said that the girl's house was made of water. From the looks of it, it was indeed true.

Mu Qianyu seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, as her body lightly moved. Her head rubbed against his chest, as though she was trying to find a comfortable position.

At that moment, his heart suddenly moved. It was as if a rock had been thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples on the surface.

Xiao Chengyi felt that something seemed to have grabbed hold of his heart, and it felt a little uncomfortable scratching, as though he had to give vent at all costs.

Unconsciously, he suddenly pressed down on the side of his face. The contours of his face were not soft, but there were some traces of gentleness in the softness.

He gently touched the soft lips, and then he suddenly raised his head.

Xiao Chengyi was suddenly startled, then used one hand to rub the space between his eyebrows. He didn't know what had happened to him just now, to actually have such a profane thought.

However, that strike just now seemed to be... It was as if his heart had become even more out of control.

Such a soft and gentle feeling made his heart itch even more.

It was as if an invisible hand had grabbed onto his heart and was scratching fiercely, not knowing how to alleviate the pain.

Prince Li frowned, staring blankly at the woman in her arms who had fallen into deep sleep.

Her sleeping appearance was like a budding fairy. It was so quiet and so pure, as if she shouldn't be in the mortal world. It made people want to hug her gently in their arms, feeling pity for her and not dare to use too much strength, fearing that they would disturb her sweet dreams.

After pondering for a while, he let out a long sigh. It was as if he had lived for so long and didn't know what emotions were.

Because I've never been tempted, I don't know what it means to be tempted, is that right?

The cool wind blew, and the night deepened.

Xiao Chengyi helplessly shook his head, and temporarily cast aside the distracting thoughts in his heart that he couldn't keep up with.

With a tap of his toes, he did not go down at all, but instead returned to the courtyard Mu Qianyu was in.

"I'll wait here tonight."

Xiao Chengyi brought Mu Qianyu back to his house and instructed Yue Zhu and Yue Ying to stay there overnight, they were not allowed to leave.

What if he had something to do tonight?

"Yes, Your Highness."

Yue Zhu and Yue Ying immediately nodded.

Xiao Chengyi turned around and left. After walking a few steps, he stopped and looked back at the person on the bed.

There was actually a trace of nostalgia in that gaze.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally left.

Once he returned to the Cool Garden, Sui Yang welcomed him with a smile: "Master, are you happy today?"

"Hmm?"

Xiao Chengyi indifferently swept a glance at him, and his thin lips lightly pursed.

Sui Yang scratched his head, and said in a low voice: "Didn't you like Lady Mu?

Before he finished his sentence, he felt embarrassed to say too much, but that was the meaning of his words.

"What did This King do?"

Xiao Chengyi looked at him indifferently, and asked without batting an eyelid.

Sui Yang was startled, he looked at his master in shock: "Master, you won't deny it, right?"

How could the master be such a person? After kissing a girl, he turned away and refused to acknowledge her.

Luo Jin and Luo Yu who were guarding the door immediately lowered their heads, their shoulders trembled, with one look they could tell that they were laughing to the point that they could not stop.

"Next time, keep your mouth open and cut off your tongue."

Xiao Chengyi's cold eyes swept over them.

Sui Yang was immediately stunned, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

"What are you waiting for? Come in to study the ink."

The clear and cold voice sounded once more, and it carried a hint of displeasure.

Sui Yang anxiously followed along, but in his heart he was extremely confused, what was the point of studying the ink at this time?

Could it be that Master still had something to do at this time of the night?

Opening up the xuan paper and studying the ink, Xiao Chengyi lowered his head in deep thought for a moment, the brush in his hand landed on the paper.

His movements were fluid and fluid.

Sui Yang was curious, what was Master writing, it seemed like he was writing very well, he anxiously looked up, and realised that Master was drawing, and that the drawing was similar to Mu …