Feng Yixu told Lin Yi to get closer to him, then leaned close to Lin Yi's ear, and his mouth began to open and close.
"When Ying'er was a child, I ordered someone to order a palace guarding sand for her and put it on his arm. Just now I looked, the palace guarding sand has no trace. How do I know?"
When Feng Yixu finished, he stroked his beard with a bad smile, and his eyes narrowed into a line.
What a windy old man, he still has this hand. Before, he thought it was just an ordinary mole and didn't pay special attention. Later, he didn't realize that it had disappeared.
"And." Seeing that Lin Yi didn't answer for a long time, Feng Yixu said mysteriously.
"You just came in holding Ying'er's hand, and your address and the tone of addressing each other are very different from before, as well as the eyes and expression when Ying'er looked at you. It's too obvious, too obvious." Feng Yixu shouted, with a proud expression.
"Elder Feng, you don't have to exaggerate. We didn't want to hide it from you." Lin Yi shook his head helplessly and said.
"Lin Xiaoyou, I'll be relieved if Yinger gives it to you. I've been worried before. If one day I get old and she stays in the world alone and has no one to take care of, I really can't feel at ease. Now it's better, now it's better." Feng Yixu looked at Lin Yi and nodded again and again.
Han Ying suddenly ran out of the inner room and held Feng Yixu. "Master, you won't die. Master will live to be 100 years old."
"Ha ha, silly Ying'er is coquettish again. Master can't accompany you forever, and you've found a lover now. Master's worry is finally over." Feng Yixu patted Han Ying on the back.
"Elder Feng, Ying'er, it was originally a happy thing for everyone to get together. Why do you always lead this line to sorrow? Well, well, you two calm down, and a good day is at hand."
Seeing that Feng Yixu and Han Ying were about to feel sad again, Lin Yi immediately stopped them in time.
"Yes, yes, Lin Xiaoyou is right. We should be happy. You must have a blessing if you don't die." Feng Yixu pushed Han Ying up from her arms.
"Shifu, haven't you eaten the food I cooked for a long time? Today I come to the kitchen. Xuanfeng hall is closed today." Han Ying said, put up the sign of closure, and then closed the door.
"The child is so happy that he doesn't even open the clinic." Feng Yixu said happily and angrily.
"Master, you've worked hard these days. Now that we're back, you can have a good rest and enjoy a beautiful old age." Han Ying smiled brightly.
Feng Yixu nodded happily, took a pot of tea and went aside to sit.
In the evening, Han Ying prepared a large table of dishes and said she would have a few drinks with Yixu.
"Master, Yinger, I'd like to propose a toast to you first. Thank you for all your years of upbringing." Han Ying picked up the glass in front of her and drank it all in one gulp.
"The child speaks as if he is going to go out on his own. OK, master, accept your thanks." Feng Yixu also raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
Then, Lin Yi also raised his glass, "elder Feng, I respect you. After I came to the capital, you and Ying'er took good care of me, and I learned a lot from you. I also want to thank you." After that, he drank it all in one gulp.
Feng Yixu held the wine glass in one hand and pointed to Lin Yi, "you two are going to get me drunk today, but I'm happy today. I'll drink with you."
Lin Yi filled his wine glass with Feng Yixu again, and then picked up his glass. "Elder Feng, this second generation, is to thank you for raising Han Ying so beautiful, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to take care of Han Ying."
Lin Yi said that, looked at Han Ying affectionately, and then drank the wine in the glass.
"This is not the chance I give you. It's your own fate." Feng Yixu said with a smile.
We continued to drink and talk, and the wine we bought was soon swept away.
Feng Yixu had some heads. He stood up and said awkwardly, "you, you continue, I, I can't do it. I, I'll go back to my room first. You, you go on and drink."
Lin Yi was also a little dizzy, but he knew he was not drunk. He stood up and grabbed Feng Yixu. "Elder Feng, we haven't finished drinking yet. Don't go."
"No, no, I'm too old to drink. You young people continue to drink." With that, Feng Yixu shook off Lin Yi's hand and went back to his room.
Lin Yi looks back at Han Ying. Han Ying's little face is flushed by alcohol. She looks at Lin Yi with a smiling face and full of love in her eyes.
"You're drunk. Let's go. I'll help you back to your room." Lin Yi said, stood up, picked up Han Ying and walked to their room.
Both drank 6 or 7 points, but they were not drunk. However, alcohol is the best catalyst for feelings.
After Lin Yi helped Han Ying to bed, he turned and prepared to go back to his floor, but Han Ying grabbed him.
"Brother Yi, do you want to sleep separately from me now?" Looking at Han Ying's delicate face, Lin Yi is a little ready to move.
"Not very good." Lin Yi approached her reluctantly.
Han Ying put her hands around Lin Yi's neck and looked at him affectionately. Without talking, she just looked at him quietly.
Lin Yi's heart began to beat faster. In front of him, such a beautiful woman threw herself into her arms. If not, is she still a person? Lin Yi could hear his heartbeat, "Dong Dong Dong Dong", as if he was about to jump out.
He reached out to pull Han Ying's hand down and directly pressed her down on the bed.
"Ying'er, you know what? I really, really like you." With that, Lin Yi's mouth sealed Han Ying's lips, and Han Ying warmly catered to him.
With ease, she pulled the quilt aside.
Lin Yi is infatuated with Han Ying's fragrance. He hugs Han Ying in his arms and kisses her forehead.
"Brother Yi, tell me the truth. Did you like me the first time you bumped me into changing clothes?" Han Ying asked with a little confidence.
Lin Yi was confused by this sudden problem. To tell the truth, he didn't like Han Ying at the beginning, just to have a place to settle down. He really didn't think he would do this with Han Ying, but he can't tell the truth at this time, otherwise he might be kicked out of bed.
"What are you talking about now?" Lin Yi evaded Han Ying's question, turned over to the top of Han Ying and kissed again, "let's not waste this good time."