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With Mo Yun going to the Imperial City, he would not be able to return so quickly. As long as he was not being watched by Mo Yun, whatever kind of guard he was, they would not be worth mentioning to Leng Mu Fei.

"Leng Mufei, put me down! You shameless bastard! " Not only was Luo Shang very uncomfortable being carried on his shoulder, the anger in her heart became even heavier.

The man only chuckled, not saying anything. [Shameless is shameless. Bastard is a bastard. This woman has scolded him a lot anyway.]

Several hours later, dusk fell and in the largest room of the Drunken Spring Restaurant …

"One cup is enough to solve a thousand worries!" The woman's coquettish voice was like the melody of nature. Her face flushed red and her eyes narrowed. She smiled foolishly at the high-end wine cup that she had raised.

Leng Mu Fei shook his head and laughed, he had never seen Luo Shang like this before, it turned out that the drunk girl was actually like this.

"Good wine …" She muttered in a low voice and drooped her head drunkenly.

Just as she was about to reach out to touch her, she saw the woman suddenly slapping the table. She choked with sobs as she moved her lips, using both hands to support herself on the table as she staggered a few steps towards the man's position. Her fingers moved randomly, but her words were unclear. You lured me here, what … Eye... "What?"

She threw herself on top of him, her eyes narrowing as if she were guessing at something.

Grabbing Leng Mufei's collar, his rosy cheeks pressed up against his chest. His eyes were blurred, his breathing weak. The usually cold and quiet woman had suddenly become mischievous and cute, making people want to pounce on her and eat her to their heart's content.

"I …" Just as Leng Mufei was about to speak, he saw one of her hands grabbing onto his clothes, the other holding up a slender finger to her lips, she said softly, "Shh …" Let me guess. "

Leng Mufei couldn't help laughing, what a stupid woman.

The next moment, the woman who was fearless a moment ago started crying.

She sobbed, "You want to get me drunk so you can have sex with her. Why did you marry another woman? "

"Leng Shaoyu, don't marry her, don't marry her okay …" Her head slowly lowered as he cried. He didn't even have the strength to make a sound. His long hair fell down as he rubbed his face that had gone cold. Hot tears also dripped from his eyes onto the back of his hand.

Leng Mufei withdrew his smile and looked at her. His voice was calm, but there was a hint of helplessness and dejection in it. Is it not enough that you love him so much, that he has hurt you so? "

"What did you say …" Are you going to have sex with her, you bastard! " Luo Shang's body trembled and her face was covered in tears. She raised her hand and slapped the man below him.

Leng Mufei widened his eyes in shock, and frowned. This damnable woman, forget about treating him as Leng Shaoyu, even slapped him, he roared. Hey! "You are really …"

When he looked up into the woman's aggrieved eyes, he couldn't say what he wanted to say. He really couldn't do anything to her.

Luo Shang bit her lips, facing him with her rosy cheeks, riding on his body and shaking his head restlessly to vent the pain in her heart.

Only when she was tired did she let go. She pitifully squatted down and hugged her knees. Her long hair fluttered around her body.

"The woman seemed to have thought of something else, and it was easier for her to be submissive." How can you treat me like this, so heartless, why did you hurt me like this, do you know, do you know, how much I am … "Love you …"

That day, during Yue'e's sacrifice, he had thought about how he would feel if he had forcefully taken her over. She took off her clothes and humbly knelt at his feet. Had he ever thought about her pain …

"It's not that I don't want to bear your child, it's just that I don't want you to marry her. It really isn't … "But why did you do this to me …" Luo Shang curled her weak body and trembled. She bit her finger, looking as pitiful as a child.

Leng Mufei lowered his body, wrapped his arm around her shoulders and gave her a chest to lean on. This kind of Luo Shang, made his heart ache. Right now, regardless of whether Leng Shaoyu truly loved her or not, whether she was worthy enough for him to use. She just wanted her to belong to him and love her dearly.

"If the person who met you first was me, how great would that be?" He actually learned to smile wryly and tightened his grip on the woman's shoulder.

After a long time, the person in his embrace recovered from his shock and struggled for a while. Then, he stuck his head out and looked at Qin Wentian with his still blushing face.

"Why are you hugging me!" She pushed him twice, staggered to her feet, sat down again, and poured herself a glass of wine.

Leng Mufei sat down helplessly to wipe her hands, but who knew that the woman would keep staring at him. Her two eyes suddenly became round and motionless.

He coughed lightly to avoid her eyes, but she still looked at him, just as he was about to ask what was wrong with Luo Shang, she smiled.

He chuckled and said, "Why... Why are there two … "Bastard Leng Mufei."

After he finished speaking, he slammed the table.

You even know how to scold him when you're drunk! Leng Mufei was infuriated. Looking at her drunk appearance, he smiled and picked her up.

Luo Shang initially made a few "yiyaya" sounds, then quietly rested her head on his chest.

The Drunken Spring Restaurant was a place that Leng Mufei always liked to come to, a place for pleasures and pleasures. It was a place where Leng Mufei always liked to come to, a place for pleasures and pleasures. Secondly, it was to cover up for others.

He placed Luo Shang on the bed and wiped some of the water off her face and turned around with a smile. He bent his body to examine this woman. His lips were gentle, and his face was red. It was truly intoxicating. Even a man would not be able to resist his desire.

"Do you know how tempting you are now?" The palm of her hand touched her face.

Her eyelashes moved slightly, and her expression became different from her usual ice-cold expression. It was said that the drunk person was her original self, yet her cold exterior was so cute and playful. The more she watched, the happier she became. The more she looked, the paler her expression became.

His smile faded bit by bit. Not only his eyes, but her lips, the bridge of her nose, and her features all resembled the girl's. Even her initial temper and personality were very similar. How could there be two people like this in this world?

"The hand caressing her cheek stopped, and Leng Mufei's eyes were filled with sadness." Who the hell are you? Is it her? "

He sighed, and the woman in the dream sighed. She was really naughty.

Leng Mufei looked at her, feeling thirsty in his throat. He swallowed his saliva and pulled at his clothes, unable to bear it any longer.

"If I take you now, will you wake up and try to kill me again?" Leng Mufei chuckled and sat down obediently.

He was not afraid of Luo Shang causing trouble, nor was he afraid that she would kill him, he was only afraid that she would commit suicide. Initially, he had drunk her to such an extent because he wanted to take advantage of her situation and obtain her. However, he was unable to bear it, unable to bear to injure her in such a manner.

"You're from Wei Guo, and she's also from Wei Guo. It doesn't matter if you're her or not, I won't hurt you." He got up, picked up the quilt, and gently covered her with it.

Just at this moment, the door was kicked open by someone. The mistress of the Drunken Spring Pavilion had a coquettish look, her body was a little fat, pointing her orchid like fingers, blocking him from crying: "King Jin, you can't go in, King Han has said that no one can go in, if you go, King Han will kill me."

"Woosh ~ ~ ~"

A sharp face was pointed at her eyes, causing the woman to faint on the spot. The group of brawny men behind her saw this and quickly descended the stairs, not daring to stay any longer.

Mo Yun kept his sword and retreated behind Leng Shaoyu.

Leng Mu Fei remained calm as he stood up and turned around, then said with a smile: "It's a great day and King Jin isn't accompanying the new couple. Why have you come to this subject's place? Could it be that Chendi has a greater gravitational pull than your beautiful wife? "

Now that it was already late in the evening, it seemed like all the guests should leave. On the night of the wedding night, he was actually willing to come. Ever since Leng Mu Fei carried Luo Shang away, this man had sent people to follow them. Unexpectedly, he still came personally.

He was so anxious and worried, yet he was unwilling to admit it. No wonder he couldn't get a woman's favor.

Leng Shaoyu looked at him scornfully, his expression cold. Every step he took caused the room to freeze by one foot, and he immediately walked towards the woman on the bed and lifted her up.

Seeing Luo Shang reeking of alcohol, with a drunk and unconscious look, he frowned, and was displeased.

As he passed by Leng Mufei, he said coldly, "This is the last time."

Leng Mufei naturally knew what he meant, and smiled as he watched him carry the woman away.

After they left, Leng Mufei threw off his long robe and sat down, pouring himself a cup of tea. His expression was the same as usual, only his eyes were narrowed.

Two subordinates walked in from outside and bowed respectfully. Afterwards, they said, "Your Highness, do you want to …"

"What's the rush? The good show ended so quickly. Wouldn't that be a disappointment?" His eyes were like clouds and mist, making one unable to guess what he was thinking.

King Jin Palace —

Leng Shaoyu was carrying the woman in his arms, but his heart was filled with rage. She was actually drunk as mud. She was truly courting death. If she was conscious, he would definitely not spare her at this moment.

She walked quickly towards the Phoenix Bedchamber. Just as she entered the room, the woman was half asleep and half awake. She said something in a low voice and her restless hands grabbed Leng Shaoyu by his collar.

Leng Shaoyu avoided her with disdain and directly threw her onto the bed.

After which, a grumble sounded out, and Luo Shang covered her head, wailing. "So painful …"

Pain? She knew pain? You should think of the consequences when you play with other men to your heart's content.

Rubbing her head, she kneeled on the bed. With her blurry vision and hazy consciousness, she stared blankly at the man.

"She let out a surprised cry at first." Leng Shaoyu? " "In the blink of an eye, she smiled foolishly and reached out her finger towards the man." No, you must be wearing a Cold Night Flying Dress and trying to lie to me. How could that heartless and merciless man Leng Shaoyu come to this place... "

She mumbled to herself while smiling.

The man's face was as dark as the twilight tonight when she said she was cruel and merciless.

"She straightened up, wanting to get a better look at him, and happily reached out her hand to touch his face." Why are you swaying? Are you drunk? "

Drunk women were really troublesome, while drunk Luo Shang was even more so stupid! Seeing her reach out her hand towards him, Leng Shaoyu impatiently opened her hand, looking down on her, and said: "Stupid woman!" Then he turned around.

This rude and indifferent Luo Shang was half lying on the bed. Her delicate and pitiful eyes flickered, and she quietly muttered to herself. "You're Leng Shaoyu, it's really Leng Shaoyu … Only Leng Shaoyu would treat me with such heartlessness. "

The man's brows tightened in shock as he slowly withdrew his step.