018 A sour handsome man, domineering confession! (8)
Fortunately, Lin Feng also stretched out his hand, and his palm pressed down on her hand on the gourd. She subconsciously pulled her hand away, but he held it tighter. She unconsciously looked up at him, and saw his face flickering in the firelight.
Suddenly, a pair of eyes looked at her brightly, as if they wanted to see through her.
"No, even if Lin Feng wins the world, he will never forget this Lijia Village, and forget that there is Leng Ning in this Lijia Village!"
His palms were so hot that his eyes were even hotter than his palms.
Thinking of what Tianci had said before, Leng Ning became more and more suspicious of whether this guy already knew the identity of her daughter. He immediately took out his palm with force and looked at Jin'er with a pair of eyes. Wherever he looked, he saw that the little thing was already lying down.
Fell asleep on the table.
"Ci'er is asleep, I'll take him back to his room!"
Standing up and picking up Tianci, whose face was red from drinking, Leng Ning strode into the room, put him on the bed, quietly walked to the window, looked into the courtyard through the hole in the window, and saw Lin Feng looking at him dreamily.
Looking towards the window, he took a swig of wine.
Leng Ning pulled the blanket to cover Jin'er on the bed, and finally walked out of the door. Seeing her come out, Lin Feng also swayed out of the chair and recited the poem Godsend had copied to him.
"If you don't see it, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea and never returns. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall will have sad white hair, and it will turn into snow in the morning... In ancient times, the sages were lonely, and only the drinkers left their names..."
Under the moonlight.
He held a bowl in one hand and recited those sonorous poems. His usual frailty was instantly wiped away. His thin figure seemed to have grown taller all of a sudden. His whole body was filled with a domineering aura, and he looked at the approach with aggressive eyes.
Leng Ning, his voice was low, "Leng Ning, your poem really touched my heart!"
"Mr. Lin misunderstood!" Leng Ning bent down and picked up the wine gourd that he knocked down from the ground, and said coldly, "This poem is not contrived by Leng Ning, it's just something he heard before and recited out of his mind while drunk!
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"I don't believe it!" Lin Feng staggered up to her and raised his hand to hold her left arm, "Leng Ning, come with me. With your mind, staying here is a complete waste of time!"
"Sir, you are drunk!" Leng Ning raised his right arm to remove his hand, but Lin Feng suddenly dragged her into his arms, tightened his arms and held her in his arms, his face pressed against her green hair and he said emotionally