Chapter 883

They look back together. They don't need to look at people at all to know who they are.

Who else? Li Zhao, of course, is the ninth Prince today!

He had two jars of wine in his hand, and his shoulders and hair were frosty white. He should have walked from the mansion. As soon as he came in, he urged Ningyuan and sukui to go in again and again, "hurry up, hurry up, come in, give the wine to our king first, let's not get drunk today!"

Li Zhao casually threw the wine jar to the attendant beside him, and did not treat himself as an outsider.

Su Kui laughed, "Li Zhao, these two jars of wine you mentioned can only intoxicate yourself?"

"Son of a bitch, look down on me?"

Fine eyebrow a pick, Su Kui returns with the eyes of provocation.

"See the real chapter on the wine table then! Today, brother let you know what it means to be drunk! "

Ningyuan takes Su Kui to the warm Pavilion, like an elder, laughing and watching the two fighting.

Su Kui likes Li Zhao's character very much. Although he is a member of the royal family, he has no great airs, is gentle and approachable, and can be a part of others. Of course, everyone has a side that others can't find, but as long as that side is not bad and not harmful, what's the harm?

In the field of rights, how can there be no means of self-protection?

After the wine is warm, the three people sit around the table in a circle. All the windows around the warm pavilion are opened. There are several plates of steaming dishes on the table, and the wine is boiling in the stove. Once in a while, the cold wind comes in with snowflakes and turns them into water drops.

The three are happy and harmonious. They prefer to drink without restraint. Su Kui can finally have a good time.

She is not afraid of losing her temper after drinking.

Afterwards, it was found that Li Zhao was really exaggerating. He was the first one who fell down on the table. However, after two bottles of wine, he would lie on the table and mutter something. He was unconscious.

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the hazy moonlight and a piece of silver and white glue on the ground are together, and the lining night is bright.

The moon is very beautiful, the coachman is not in a hurry to go. The sound of horse hooves is echoed on the tongqi road of the capital city. There is no one on the street, only a simple lotus green carriage is as good as a dream.

Looking at the back of the carriage, you can see a series of footprints extending to the end of the road on the snow-white and flat path.

In the carriage, Su Kui is leaning against Ning yuan's arms, surrounded by the smell of wine. Her crystal white cheeks are full of attractive crimson, her lips are plump, her cat's eyes are half narrowed, and her clear eyes are a little intoxicated.

"Brother Ning, would you be sad if something happened to me one day?" Little finger hooked his little thumb slightly shook, Su Kui raised his eyelashes, and looked up at him in the posture of leaning against his arms.

Ningyuan's body shape is a meal, slowly gathering his eyes and looking at her deeply. For a long time, his tone is calm and firm, saying, "you will not have an accident, and I will protect your life."

"If you know who I am..."

"Shh -" Ningyuan stops her from going on, fingertips rub her soft lips, and whispers, "no matter what your status is, I don't care why you dress as a man. As long as that person is you, it's enough."

What he didn't say is: even if your real identity is dangerous and terrible, even if the whole world is against you, I will still stand firmly behind you and be your solid support.

"So nice -" Su Kui yawned, looked down, reached for Ningyuan's back neck, led him to hang down his head, opened his mouth and bit it.