During this night's banquet, some people felt that it was boring and boring, while others didn't even care about their own living conditions.
Mu Yanran secretly hated him so much that her teeth itched, but she had no choice. She picked up a cup of wine and drank it all herself.
But at this moment, she felt someone's gaze from the corner of her eyes. She followed the direction of their gaze and saw that the seat opposite her was actually filled with the pure and honest air of the Five Prince s.
It was as if Chunyu Hao's gaze did not leave Mu Wanjun, Chunyu Feng's gaze also fell on himself.
Mu Yanran lowered his eyes slightly, faintly sweeping a glance at Chunyu Hao beside him, and his eyes instantly filled with water vapor. She turned to Chunyu Hao and said, "I drank too much wine, so I went out to disperse the smell of alcohol."
At this moment, Chunyu Hao's thoughts were all on her, "Good, good, good." Ye Zichen sent her away casually.
Mu Yanran's face revealed an aggrieved expression, and she silently retreated.
Walking out of the main hall, there was a pavilion not far away from there. Mu Yanran felt someone following behind her, so she decided to just walk towards the pavilion while sobbing in a soft voice.
The Pingyun Palace was the tallest place in Kunlun, so ordinary disciples could not stay here. As a result, there were very few traces of people here, and even dark guard s were left at the bottom of the hall, not allowed to come up. Everyone else was at the party.
As a result, Mu Yanran brazenly walked to the pavilion, pretending to drink, her entire body weak.
She sat down, leaning against the pillar behind her, her hand on the silk handkerchief fanning her face. She undid the collar of her shirt, stretching it from her neck to her chest, revealing a translucent white silk apron.
She leaned her head back, and a tear fell from the corner of her eye onto her cheek. As a wife, she had more mature charm than before.
It was breathtakingly beautiful.
Chunyu Feng could not help but step forward and approach her. From the angle he was standing, he could just barely see the scenery in front of Mu Yanran's chest, which made his heart itch even more.
He cleared his throat, "Third sister in law, why are you sitting here alone? The banquet in the hall is bustling with noise and excitement. "
Mu Yanran already knew that Pure Yufeng was following him, but she pretended to be surprised.
"It's you. Blessed are the five Prince s. "I was drunk and was rude." She purposefully revealed a slightly panicked expression, and then covered his chest with a silk scarf to hide the scenery. However, this cover was deliberately exposed even more. In the midst of her panic, she even ripped open several buttons on his clothes.
"Look at me, I'm so drunk that I can't even tie the buttons."
Chunyu Feng smiled, "Sister-in-law, don't worry. Let me do it."
The corner of Mu Yanran's eyes formed the appropriate seductive smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Uncle."
Usually, Mu Yanran would call Chunyu Feng the Fifth Emperor 'Little Brother', but right now, she was deliberately using the term commoner to refer to him as Chunyu Yu Feng.
He clearly said that he was doing it to help Mu Yanran fasten the buckle, but that hand increased its strength. Holding the button on his finger, he didn't fasten it, and instead lightly pressed on Mu Yanran's chest with the back of her hand.
Mu Yanran could not help but groan. This sound was like a demonic note that was pure and simple from the ears and ears of the wind. Scratching his heart. This kind of Mu Yanran made him almost unable to control herself, he was now regretting her decision even more now.
He only had this kind of beautiful woman, and was still thinking about the woman beside Jin Yulie.
That's right, that woman's appearance was a bit better than Mu Yanran, but, she did not have any trace of elegance at all. As a woman, it was better to be this "lively"!
"Aiya, uncle, you said to help me tie the buckle, but look …"
Mu Yanran coquettishly watched as all the buttons on her body was undone by Chunyu Feng.
Chunyu Feng smiled and said, "I was worried about you being cold. Your clothes are too thin, they can't be worn. How about you come to my arms and let me warm you up?"
"Uncle, you're not good or bad. I'm your sister-in-law." "You're not afraid …" As Mu Yanran spoke, he extended his white hand and lightly poked Chunyu Feng's chest.
Now, Mu Yanran's clothes were opened wide, revealing the transparent undergarment underneath. The two pink colored buds were moving up and down according to her movements, like a detached rabbit.