~： 58 years outside

The night is getting darker.

The noisy people have all gone out, and only Xiao Ba is left in the huge room at this time.

She sat in front of the bronze mirror, lifted the jade pendant on her forehead, and looked at the person in the mirror.

This is the extremely beautiful and charming facial features. Today I put on makeup carefully, which is even more touching.

He blinked gently, swept the slightly long tail of the eye, and a pair of autumn water cut pupils swayed slightly, dangling and fascinating.

Xiao Ba raised his red lips with satisfaction.

She looked back at the room.

Everything here is arranged to her liking, and of course she likes it at this time.

She looked outside, and Yan Qing seemed to have not returned yet.

She was actually a little tired after tossing down all day. After sitting and waiting for a while, sleepiness kept rising.

At first she was still holding on, but it was a pity that her consciousness was getting fuzzy.

Finally, she fell asleep on the table.

.....

Squeak

I don't know how long it took, when the door was pushed.

Xiao Ba regained his consciousness and struggled to get up.

When I looked up, I saw a familiar figure walking towards me.

"Yan Qing..."

She spoke softly and dazedly.

Yan Qing closed the door and came to her.

Before anyone arrived, a strong scent of alcohol came first.

Xiao Ba opened his eyes slightly:

"What are you—how much did you drink?"

Yan Qing leaned down and stared at her.

"Not much."

His voice was dull and drunk.

Look at him like this, where is not much?

Xiao Ba thought for a while, a little helpless and a little funny:

"Did they give you alcohol, brother?"

I want to know that they will definitely not miss this opportunity.

Yan Qing was silent for a moment before saying:

"I am very happy."

Xiao Ba was stunned for a moment.

Yan Qing has a restrained personality and rarely speaks in daily life. It is even rarer to express her heart and emotions straightforwardly like this.

After reacting for a while, she later realized what Yan Qing meant.

This is saying...Thirteen Yue pours him wine, which actually means that he has truly recognized his identity and handed her to him with confidence.

She thought about it and laughed:

"Yan Qing, I am also very happy."

The lights were shining, and there seemed to be waves in the depths of the eyes he looked over, not real.

It's like hiding a fire, even if it is suppressed hard, it reveals a bit of scorching.

His gaze fell on her face, as if sparks were falling, making her face hot.

"What are you looking at?"

Xiao Ba asked in a low voice.

Yan Qing suddenly laughed, very lightly.

He leaned closer, holding her face, the clear aroma of wine mixed with the man's hot breath, almost drunk her.

"Look at you."

He spoke slowly, his voice low.

"It's so beautiful."

Xiao Ba's face turned red instantly.

Over the years, she has heard many praises about her appearance.

But it was extremely rare to say this from Yan Qing's mouth.

She reached out and put a sticker on his forehead.

"You are really drunk..."

How else would you say such a thing.

Yan Qing held her hand.

"Have you eaten anything?"

He asked suddenly.

Xiao Ba is a bit at a loss. Why does he ask this:

"Eat it!"

Yan Qing nodded.

"That's good."

"Well-ah!"

Without finishing a word, Yan Qing suddenly swept her arms and hugged her sideways.

Xiao Ba was defenseless and exclaimed, subconsciously holding his neck.

"Yan Qing?"

Before she had time to ask anything, she felt that Yan Qing had carried her onto the bed.

A soft brocade is pasted on the back.

Yan Qing put one hand on her ear and looked at her condescendingly.

She suddenly became sober a bit, and her two hands were against Yan Qing's chest.

The two of them got close, the temperature of the surrounding air rose some points inexplicably, and it seemed that even the space had gradually become narrow and crowded.

She became tense inexplicably, and her heart thumped.

Although this was supposed to be right, and she was mentally prepared, but at this moment, she realized that it seemed...not so easy.

It was still a bit embarrassing.

Moreover, she didn't know if it was an illusion, she always felt that Yan Qing at this time seemed to be a little different in the weekdays.

Probably because...drinking, drunk?

Her heart beats like a drum, and her face is blushing.

Yan Qing just looked at it for a while.

The pupils of his eyes were clear and light, but at this time they were much darker and darker, surging with emotions that she could not understand.

Intuition is a bit dangerous.

Xiao Ba was panicked when he was seen, and he always felt that he was like the meat on the chopping board at this time, about to be slaughtered.

The rare desire for survival urged her to speak.

"Yan Qing, you are drunk, shall I help you pour sober soup?"

After speaking, he moved to the side calmly.

At this moment, Yan Qing's other arm was also pressed down, blocking her way.

"Where are you going?"

He asked.

While speaking, his gaze swept across her face.

Smooth forehead, straight nose tip, bright red lips...

"Sober Soup... Isn't that the way it is?"

Before he finished his words, he bowed his head and kissed her lips.

He felt the people under him struggle a little, seemingly grieving.

"...You are really drunk..."

"...Ok..."

He replied obediently, his voice extremely muted,

"Then—you try?"

She wanted to know, what he had thought, a lot.

He can show her a little bit.

...

Later, Xiao Ba regretted it.

Sometimes, a person really shouldn't have such strong curiosity!

and!

In the future, they should never let the eldest brother and them pour Yanqing wine!

She was the last tormented!

...

Four months passed in a flash.

The peach blossoms flourish, and a few pink petals fall in the wind.

Under the tree, Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu sat facing each other.

A golden profound formation hung between the two.

Chu Liuyue watched as she said:

"I don't know how Dabao is now."

A month ago, Dabao began to retreat alone.

It has been so long, and there has been no movement at all.

Although she believed in Dabao's strength, she was concerned about it.

Rong Xiu thought for a moment, then smiled:

"The high priest is so strong, I hope everything will go well."

Chu Liuyue nodded.

"I think so—"

Her voice suddenly stopped and her expression changed slightly.

Rong Xiu was stunned, and immediately waved away the profound formation, got up and came to her side.

"Yue'er--"

Chu Liuyue gently grabbed his hand.

"I feel like it's about to give birth."

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