Chapter 924

"Brother, have you decided when you will return to ChiYan?"

"It should be tomorrow."

When LAN Chengche said this, he paused and seemed to explain to Duanmu yawang: "we can't let them worry for too long."

"I see."

Duanmu yawang expressed his understanding. Mufeng also said at this time: "xiaoyawang, Qingchen and I are going to leave tomorrow. Remember that the door of our Lingyue Pavilion is open for you at any time!"

Duanmu yawang heard this and finally understood why Mufeng Fang said so.

He knew everyone was going to be scattered.

She was also reluctant, "OK."

At this point, the table suddenly became quiet.

No one spoke for a moment.

However, Duanmu yawang felt that her hand had been touched. Duanmu yawang looked back and looked at Gong Yulan, but he saw that Gong Yulan didn't look at her and just drank tea with a cup.

No, that's not tea!

Duanmu Ya looked at the cup in Gong yulanzhi's hand and hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop: "Gong yulanzhi, this is my wine, not tea!"

However, Gong yulanzhi has drunk up.

He calmly put down the glass and said, "don't waste."

“……”

Duanmuya looked fixedly at his face, "can you drink?"

Gong Yulan just glanced at him and didn't speak.

"Well, a small cup, whether you can drink or not should not be a big problem." Duanmu yawang shrugged and stopped worrying about Gong Yulan.

What age is Gong Yulan? Drink a little wine, and it's not high alcohol, so he won't get drunk.

Gong Yulan said nothing. After drinking a glass of wine, he continued to drink his own tea. His face was calm and calm.

When there were many people at the banquet, there were always endless topics. They sat at the table and talked while eating. They continued to talk for more than an hour and didn't leave until late at night.

After they dispersed, they went back to their rooms.

After Duanmu yawang and Gong Yulan checked back to the room, Gong Yulan didn't say a word, so he sat on the bed and looked at her.

"Practice yourself first."

Duanmu yawang was also sleepy. After saying this, they just carried the water room, and she went to take a bath.

After bathing, Gong yulanzhi still sat on the bed. Duanmu yawang wiped his hair and found that his sitting posture hadn't changed for so long.

She was curious: "why do you just sit and don't practice today?"

Gong Yulan didn't answer, so he looked at her.

"What's the matter?"

Duanmu yawang always felt strange. When she spoke, she walked towards him. After approaching, she found that his face was a little red.

Not only the face, but also the ears and beautiful slender neck are a little red.

"You have a fever?"

Duanmu Ya looked at her eyebrows and reached over to probe the temperature on his forehead. This probe found that it was a little hot, but it was normal and didn't look like a fever.

Gong yulanzhi was very good. Duanmu yawang wanted to explore, so he asked her to explore. A pair of good-looking eyes looked at him like this.

"What's the matter?" I couldn't blink. It wasn't the first time I saw her.

Gong Yulan still didn't speak and looked at her eyes.

"Speak!"

Duanmu yawang was not curious. He stretched out his hand and patted Gong yulanzhi's shoulder. Gong yulanzhi's slender eyelashes finally trembled twice, but he didn't speak yet. He just stretched out his hand to take the towel in her hand and took her to sit down.

Duanmu yawang sat down.

Gong Yulan held the towel in his big hand and wiped her hair clumsily.

Until his hair was almost dry, Gong Yulan still didn't speak. Duanmu yawang finally couldn't help looking back at him, "I always feel that it's strange for you to come back this time."

"No."

Gong yulanzhi finally spoke, his voice was low and dumb.

It's a little unusual.

Shouldn't you know that you're ill?

Duanmuya frowned and stretched out her hand to explore his pulse. However, before her hand touched his wrist, she was caught by him first.

He took her hand to his arms, and the tip of his beautiful nose gently rubbed between her neck, "I'm drunk."

“……”

Drunk?

Duanmu yawang blinked and always felt that she had heard wrong.

So a small half cup of wine, a three-year-old child may not be drunk, but he told her he was drunk?

Are you kidding her?

Also, generally, people who are drunk will only say that they are not drunk. How can anyone directly say that they are drunk?

Duanmu yawang was in a state of bewilderment. He was about to open his mouth. Suddenly his ear was gently slid by his warm lips. He hugged her hand and began to be irregular.

Hold her waist with one hand and keep messing around with the other.

The movement is not skilled, but it is not unfamiliar.

"You..."

Before she could speak, she was kissed by his thin lips.

Duanmu Ya looked at him, turned his eyes, hugged his neck and cooperated in the whole process.

After a kiss, he looked at her with burning eyes, still those three words: "I'm drunk."

"Oh."

Her face was slightly drunk. She glanced over her eyes and coughed a little and said, "I can see it."

"I'm serious."

He held her waist tightly. His body temperature obviously increased. He buried his head in her shoulder. His voice was a little tricky and coquettish.

Of course, every word is filled with tenderness.

"I really believe it, too."

She put her arms around his waist and said with a smile.

He looked up at her, looked at her face more and more nimble, suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her face, and whispered, "not reserved."

"Beauty is now. Why should we be reserved?"

Duanmu yawang hasn't tried some indescribable things in her life. She's also very curious. The object is Gong yulanzhi. She will never feel that she has suffered a loss.

The target is him. We should make up for losses!

So thinking, she smiled into two curved moons, put her arms around his waist, blinked and blinked at him, "or do you want me to be reserved?"

Gong Yulan looked at her and smiled triumphantly, but he was not shy at all. Instead, he looked forward to it and rolled his throat twice. All this was a little out of his expectation.

... how can a girl's family cooperate so well?

"Frivolous."

He pinched her face again, but the strength in his hand was very light and didn't hurt her at all. These two words were not like scolding. They were deep and hoarse and spoiled badly.

Duanmu yawang took the opportunity to confess, "it's frivolous to you."

Gong Yulan couldn't bear it any more. At this time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help raising a good-looking arc.

The way he smiled was criminal. Duanmuya looked at him and asked with a smile, "do you think you want to be frivolous to me?"

When Gong Yulan stopped listening, his eyes were very deep.

Look at her.

Duanmu looked back with a smile.

He held her face in his hands, gently mised her small nose at the tip of his nose, and his breath was burning: "what if you regret it?"