Chapter 223

Zi an lay down, hands pillow in the back of the head, black eyes looking at him, "Murong Jie, I suddenly thought of a thing."

"What's the matter?" Murong Jie looked at her, her quiet appearance is particularly good-looking, also did not notice her address.

"Why does Prince Li keep dogs?"

Murong Jie pulled her up, rubbed her face, "don't change the topic, say, why did you smile just now."

Zi an pushed his hand aside. "Don't mess up my hair. I combed my own bun today. Is it good-looking?"

"Don't change the subject!" Murong Jie was furious.

"I didn't change the subject," zi'an said, holding her hair for a while. "I just think I've tried my best to dress up. You didn't even look at it. I feel a little uncomfortable."

"Say it or not, do you say it or not?" Murong Jie pulled her rudely, grabbed her collar in one hand, pinched her chin in the other hand, and said hatefully.

Zian blinked and looked at him, then called out, "Lord!"

The atmosphere is a little strange, Murong Jie looks at her eyes, moves off her red lips, the brain has a moment of impulse, "what?"

"Can you move your other hand a little bit?" Said Zian, licking her lips.

Murong Jie bowed his head, and then he felt that his wrist touched the softness of her chest. He pushed her away and said, "I don't feel it when I catch it like this. It's like a man. Xia Zian, how slim are you?"

Zi an muttered, "I'm still growing."

Murong Jie squinted at her, "shameless."

"Murong Jie!"

"Call me Lord!"

"Lord Murong Jie!"

"Call me Lord, don't call me by my name!"

Zian propped up his chin and looked at him straightforwardly, "in the dead of night, I have a proposal!"

"What proposal?" Murong Jie looked at her alertly.

Zian approached him, "why don't we go out for a drink?"

"Drink?" Murong Jie face a loose, "can you drink?"

Zi an looked at him and nodded heavily, "I have a good drink."

It's good to let him forget his sadness just now. I hope he has been in such a relaxed state all the time. So, how about her staying with him for a night?

"Where to drink?" Murong Jie asked.

"Just go to the stream on the outskirts of Beijing." It's a place where they can get drunk without fear.

Murong Jie grabbed her, "get up, change clothes!"

Zi an ran to the screen, changed his clothes behind the screen, wore a pair of embroidered shoes, carried a lantern in his hand, took a flint, and went out with him stealthily.

He came on horseback and had no extra horses. They rode together. After buying wine in the city pub, they went out of the city quickly.

When she left the city, Murong Jie asked her to hide her face in her arms and show the token to the soldiers who were guarding the city. Seeing that the token belonged to the Regent, the soldiers quickly opened the gate and let it go.

When she came to the stream, Zian lit the lantern and put it aside. Then she sat on a big stone with a pot of wine for each person.

Zian seems very happy. Although it's definitely not a happy day tonight, she is really relaxed, because this is her first formal entertainment since she came to ancient times.

Murong Jie seems to have forgotten the pain of aunt Sizhu's death. He touched the wine pot with her and took a sip.

Zian also took a sip. The spicy wine rolled down his throat. It felt like fire. After burning, his face began to heat up and his tense nerves relaxed.

Zian side pillow his shoulder, looked up at the sky, after the rainstorm, the stars hidden, the moon is not clear, she took a deep breath, especially comfortable, as if the air is sweet.

"I haven't been so relaxed for a long time. Here's to the breeze and the moon!" Zian raised the bottle and began to laugh.

"Stupid?" Murong Jie knocked her head for a while, "just come out to have a drink, as for so happy?"

"Happy Zi an turned back to see him, his eyes shining.

It's his mother's pleasure to steal half a day's leisure.

Murong Jie had been a bit drunk. He drank several Jin in the mansion before he went to find zi'an.

Looking at people through drunken eyes is always very good-looking. He also liked to see Zian's face full of smile. He put his arm around her shoulder and pulled it into his arms. "Xia Zian, you don't look good, but you look good when you smile."

Well, it's his consistent style to step on it hard first and then give it some sweetness.

But, say she is not good-looking, she is really unconvinced.

She looked into his face and straightened out, "what's wrong with me?"

It's very beautiful. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I feel that this face is a gift from heaven.

His fingers glided over her face, "the sky is not full enough, the eyebrows are not black enough, the eyes are a little big but dull, not heroic enough, the nose is small and not big enough, the mouth is not big enough to eat all around, and the chest is flat and almost not...""Shut up Zi an gnashed his teeth and said, "I'm not any better when you say that." Moreover, what he said about the fullness of the heaven is used to describe men.

"But don't feel inferior. I like it." Murong Jie said seriously.

"Thank you Zi an stares, but the corner of his mouth can't help rising. What does he like? It's what she thinks. Do you like it?

Murong Jie looked at the corner of her mouth. He moved in his heart. His action was faster than his brain. Then he printed it.

At the moment when the four lips meet, his brain becomes clear and wants to move away, but the soft warmth on her lips attracts him, and he is reluctant to part with it.

Zian's head was blank, and then she realized that he had some resistance. She immediately put her hands around his neck and wanted to hide? It's too late!

Zi an obviously felt that the opponent obviously had no skill, just relying on instinct. However, she has no skill, everything follows his rhythm, of course, she is pretending.

She is not bad in modern times, and she is not a nerd. How can she not fall in love with the youth?

In college love, the low match is hugging and kissing, and the standard match is opening a room to do something shameful. The high match heard that there are several rivals, but Forget it, Hengli university love she only stay in the low match, no qualification to talk about high match.

For a long time, the two talents separated, and the breath of both sides was a little short.

The forehead still withstands, this kind of intimate feeling is particularly good, especially comfortable.

"You've just made my hair hurt." Murong Jie complained.

"I didn't pull your hair."

"Yes, look at your hands."

Zian looked at the palm of her hand, and sure enough, she had several hairs. It seemed that she was afraid that he might run away just now, and she was exerting too much force.

"Well, it must be a little nervous for the first time." Zi an said.

"Would it be better to have more?" Murong Jie looks at her to ask, Mou light is obscure.

Zi an looked up at him and licked his lower lip. "Well, practice makes perfect. Maybe it will be better."

"Well Familiar again? "

Zi an pulled his head, "what nonsense?" It was printed directly.

Murong Jie felt that her neck was pressed by her nails. It was stinging. What a rude woman!

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