"There is a faint fragrance of flowers when you enter the mouth, and it is a little sweet after drinking it." Feng Feili couldn't help but smile. She may have not drunk alcohol.
"So, I'll give you a glass of wine." Qiongying picked up the wine glass and tasted it lightly. Sure enough, she smelled the fragrance of flowers, and the smell was faintly sweet. She always liked this smell.
"How is it?" Feng Feili asked expectantly. She had already finished a drink and seemed to have no reaction. Do you like it or don't like it?
"Not bad." Qiongying nodded and smiled. It turned out that the wine tasted good, cool and sweet.
"Just like it." Feng Feili smiled. The wine he chose was pretty good, at least she didn't hate it.
Qingjun's face darkened. Her highest evaluation was good, but she was smiling this time, and she was probably the one who really thought it was good at this moment.
When Nangong Chen heard this, he felt lost. When he thought about it, he really didn't know her at all, and even knew nothing about her, and didn't even know anything she liked.
Moreover, he could feel that she was very resistant to him, even a kind of indifference, which led to him not having the chance to say a word to her.
After three rounds of wine, it was late at night and the banquet was about to end.
Perhaps because of the reason why I drank alcohol, everyone's mood was written on my face.
Qiongying also drank a lot, but she was not drunk at all, and she looked calm. She was probably the one who was most sober.
After the banquet ended, they each went back to their bedrooms.
"Where are you going?" Qingjun chased after him and asked. Feng Feili was about to leave tomorrow. Maybe she would meet Feng Feili alone tonight. Of course, this is something he didn't want.
"What's wrong when you go back to the bedroom?" Qiongying stopped, stared at him seriously, and said with a smile.
Qingjun was stunned and stunned. Her expression was so beautiful, focused and gentle. It was not the kind of careless and mysterious, but emotional and vivid. This was the real talking to him.
"What's wrong?" Qiongying asked again, as if the night had softened.
"It's okay, are you sleepy?" Qingjun's eyes lit up, emitting warmth like spring, and she felt very happy. I don't know if it was because she went back to the bedroom, or because of her tone and expression.
"Well, it's already very late, you'll go back to bed soon." Qiongying smiled and said.
"Okay, good night." Qingjun heard her say she was going to bed, probably because she drank tonight. He had never seen her drink before, and he might be unable to drink.
"Good night." Qiongying nodded, but did not leave, as if waiting for him to leave first.
Qingjun was also waiting for her to leave first, but when she saw her, she was reluctant to leave. When he looked at her, he couldn't help but feel fascinated. Her expression had never been focused before.
"I won't go back yet." Qiongying said as if reproachful.
The tone is not as light as before, and it is even a bit stern, but it is gentle, and it is overflowing in the night, which is so pleasant.
"Then, I'll go back first." Qingjun's expression flashed and she ran away in panic. She was so strange tonight. Her change caught him off guard and surprised him. Could it be that it was because she drank alcohol?
It was not until Qingjun disappeared that Qiongying went to the palace to the west.
"Go down." Qiongying waved her hand and entered the palace alone.
"Yes, Lord." Luo Yi Caiyi was stunned, nodded quickly and stopped. She felt a little strange. Lord seemed a little unusual. But they didn't dare to mention it, let alone guess.