Huayue Lingfeng looked at Xiao Taohong and said, "You can go out."
Xiao Taohong was stunned and looked at Jimo Ziyan in fear. Jimo Ziyan's eyes widened and he said: "Ling'er, if you want to let her out, you have to drink three glasses of wine. Otherwise, I will give her to my brothers tonight."
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Hua Yueling was angry in her heart, but she still suppressed her anger and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll just drink it." Hua Yueling immediately drank three glasses boldly and sent the grateful little Taohong away, "Now Mr. Jimo can be good
It's fun, Ling'er is dizzy, please take a nap first." Hua Yue Ling's face turned red, drinking was not her strong point.
Jimo Ziyan looked at her pink and moist little face in a funny way, the dark light in his eyes slowly became addicted, and said to Zimei: "You also go out, I will play with you later."
After Zimei was stunned for a moment, she stood up and left with a smile. Hua Yueling looked at Jimo Ziyan blankly and said, "You, aren't you here to vent your anger on the girl?"
Jimo Ziyan stood up with a wine glass in hand and walked to Hua Yueling. He smiled at her and said, "I like drinking more than women. Come, have a few more drinks with me." He took Hua Yueling's wine glass.
Pour it full and give it to her.
The corners of Hua Yueling's mouth trembled. She probably would be really drunk if she drank any more. She turned around and looked at the door. Why haven't the Third Prince and Mo Wushuang come back yet?
"What are you looking at? Are you afraid that I will eat you?" Jimo Ziyan looked at her worried face in a funny way.
"If you want to eat it, you have to be able to chew it." Hua Yueling rolled her eyes at him angrily, took the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp.
"Hehehe, Ling'er, you are such a special girl." Jimo Ziyan looked at Hua Yueling's increasingly charming face with twinkling eyes. Although she was dressed in men's clothing, she had drunk wine.
She was like a slowly blooming tuberose, which made him a little fascinated.
"Thank you. Ling'er only has a pair of eyes, a nose and a mouth. There's really nothing special about it. I'm so grateful for His Highness's love." When Hua Yueling looked into his eyes, she was slightly stunned and continued, "I'll go see the prince."
Why is it so difficult for them to invite Ouyang Ruyan?"
Just as Hua Yueling was about to turn around, she was grabbed by Jimo Ziyan. Hua Yue Ling's center of gravity was unsteady and she almost ran into his arms. She quickly stabilized herself. The two faced each other at close range, and Hua Yue Ling's beautiful eyebrows frowned.
"No, they're out." Jimo Ziyan let go of her and looked towards the hall downstairs.
Hua Yueling hurriedly pushed him away and walked to the window to take a look. She saw Ouyang Ruyan wearing a white Yunfei makeup damask woven flower and butterfly dress. She walked to the middle of the hall in an enchanting manner, with her head slightly raised.
As soon as he looked up, he saw Jimo Ziyan and Hua Yueling, with a gentle smile on their soft little faces. They nodded slightly and said softly, "Ruyan danced for everyone tonight. I hope you all will."
like."
Suddenly there was thunderous applause and cheers. Hua Yueling saw Nangong Lieye grabbing Mo Wushuang and saying something behind the pillar. Mo Wushuang looked up and saw that Hua Yueling was fine, and then gave her a relieved smile.
Hua Yueling also gave him a soft smile, and Mo Wushuang continued to talk to Nangong Lieye, who looked unhappy.
Ouyang Ruyan's long sleeves fluttered and her skirt fluttered, dancing gracefully to the beautiful music, allowing everyone to enjoy the visual enjoyment.
"She is the third prince's confidante?" Jimo Ziyan turned to look at Hua Yueling and found that she had a gentle smile on her lips. Her eyes were not on Ouyang Ruyan at all, but on Mo Wushuang opposite him.
The violent light in his eyes appeared again.
"Ah, yes, how about it? She's pretty and womanly, right? The oiran of Yue Manlou, the sweetheart of the third prince." Hua Yueling came back to her senses, her face was red and embarrassed. Sure enough, drinking is wrong. It's harmful.
She was so moved when she looked at Mo Wushuang.
Jimo Ziyan didn't speak, he just looked at her extremely shy look, as if his heart was blocked by a stone. Standing next to her, she could focus on other men. Is his sense of existence so bad?
"What the hell are these three princes doing! Why don't you come up?" Hua Yueling knew that Jimo Ziyan had seen her hair, and her face became even hotter.
Jimo Ziyan still didn't speak, but looked at her with his eyes. The violent eyes slowly dissipated, and his expression softened, which surprised Hua Yueling.
"Why are you looking at me instead of watching the show? There's nothing wrong with my face!" Hua Yueling was really annoyed. How could anyone stare at her like that?
"Ouyang Ruyan is not as good-looking as you." Jimo Ziyan said lightly, maybe because the distance was too close, the low hoarse voice with the fragrance of wine fell on Hua Yueling's little face, and his eyes seemed to be more gentle.
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"Uh, there's something wrong with your eyes!" Hua Yueling blurted out.
Jimo Ziyan was stunned and smiled and said: "I have a problem with my eyes." After saying that, he turned his head and looked down. His black eyes slowly became stern and cruel again. Maybe he wanted to see Ouyang Ruyan clearly.
So he used his inner strength to concentrate, making his eyes look like they were glowing, which was a bit scary.
"No, I'm sorry, that's not what I meant." Hua Yueling could feel a very sad aura suddenly overflowing from his body. It seemed that the matter with his eyes was a permanent pain in his heart.
"It's okay, have a drink." Jimo Ziyan turned around and toasted to Hua Yueling again. Now Hua Yueling couldn't explain why he didn't drink.
"You have a good capacity for drinking. Most women will be drunk long ago." Jimo Ziyan looked at her little face covered in red and said with a smile.
"I, I'm already drunk." Hua Yue Lingzhen felt dizzy and quickly walked back to the chair to sit down and close her eyes to rest.
Jimo Ziyan walked up to her and looked at her quietly. Hua Yueling's eyebrows furrowed more and more tightly. This was not a good sign.
"Do you know that you are very charming now?" Jimo Ziyan knelt down, stretched out his big hand, and pulled up Hua Yueling's chin. This gesture made Hua Yueling suddenly open her eyes and glare at him, "
Your Highness, I think you are really drunk, why not let Zimei wait for you to rest."
Jimo Ziyan suddenly turned his big hand and tapped Hua Yueling's chest twice. Hua Yueling was horrified. What did he want to do?
"You woman, can't you see that this prince likes you? I always say such disappointing things." Jimo Ziyan's eyes became hot, but not fierce, staring at Hua Yueling's pink and delicate face.
He said for a long time, "I want to taste you. Is it because I got into a ghost that I have a crush on you?" Jimo Ziyan's handsome face was also flushed because of the wine, and his voice was low and sexy.
, her thin lips slowly moved into Hua Yueling’s mouth.
Hua Yueling was extremely angry and hated herself for not paying attention. Now she was going to be molested.
"Will you kill me?" When Jimo Ziyan's lips were only a finger apart, he raised his eyes and looked into Hua Yueling's angry phoenix eyes.
Yes! Definitely! Hua Yueling's eyes and the cold breath all over his body already told him the answer.
"I wonder if she will let me go if I die in Dayue." Jimo Ziyan suddenly said something very strange, then closed his eyes, and his thin lips invaded Hua Yueling's soft mouth.
Hua Yueling closed her eyes helplessly, unable to move, let alone look, thinking about his words in her mind, who is she?
His thin lips were very light and warm, touching her little mouth slightly. His big hands held up Hua Yueling's chin again, slowly deepening the kiss full of the mellow aroma of wine.
Half of the spiritual tongue stretched out and opened Hua Yueling's teeth. Hua Yueling was annoyed and wanted to bite his tongue, but her teeth couldn't move. She could only feel the wet tongue beginning to stir wildly in her little mouth.
Hua Yueling kept praying in her heart, Wushuang, come up quickly, or Nangong Lieye, you bastard, can't come up yet!
The next song and dance finally ended, with thunderous applause. Hua Yueling hoped that Jimo Ziyan would wake up, but she found that he seemed to be more devoted, his spiritual tongue kept plundering the fragrance from her mouth, and his hands suddenly tightened her
Hug.
Damn! Isn’t this guy trying to rape her? Drinking can mess up sex. Hua Yueling felt chills running down her spine. This was definitely a lesson. She shouldn’t let a man with martial arts skills get so close to her.
Just when Hua Yueling thought that Jimo Ziyan's big hands would be evil, her thin lips left, and her dark eyes looked at her eyes that were so frightened that they regained their clarity and said: "It seems that I really have no charm at all."
With a wry smile on his lips, he let go of Hua Yueling, walked to the bench, picked up the bottle and continued to drink himself.
Hua Yueling was depressed. He hadn't untied her vagina yet, and damn, there was still his saliva on her lips. Wow, could you rinse her mouth out first?
Sure enough, a series of footsteps sounded at the door, and Nangong Lieye pulled Ouyang Ruyan in. Strangely, Mo Wushuang did not come back.
"Your Highness, I would like to introduce to you, this is Ouyang Ruyan, my friend." Nangong Lieye pushed Ouyang Ruyan in front of Jimo Ziyan.
Jimo Ziyan had already poured a bottle of wine, looked at Ouyang Ruyan with drunken eyes, and grinned.
"Ruyan has met His Royal Highness Prince Dameng." Ouyang Ruyan slowly surrendered and glanced at Hua Yueling, who was sitting motionless by the side without leaving any trace.
Jimo Ziyan seemed to have little energy. He raised his arms and said nothing. He looked past Ouyang Ruyan's gaze and looked at the angry Hua Yueling.
"Ruyan, give a toast to His Highness the Crown Prince." After saying this, Nangong Lieye walked up to Hua Yueling and whispered, "What are you doing?"
Hua Yueling blinked at him hard, and Nangong Lieye was even more surprised: "What the hell are you doing?"
Hua Yueling rolled her eyes and opened her mouth, but there was no sound. Her eyes hurt when she stared at him. Only then did Nangong Lieye realize something was wrong. His handsome face changed and he hit her chest twice in a row.
"Hmm!" Hua Yue Ling snorted and stood up immediately. In the first step, he immediately 'kneaded' his chest with his little hands. His face was in pain. It was really uncomfortable to be touched on the acupuncture points. In the second step, he picked up a few cases.
He poured wine from the jug on the table and gargled her mouth. The third step was to wipe her small mouth with his sleeves, as if he was not afraid of pain. The fourth step was to roll up her sleeves, showing a fierce look on his face, as if he was ready.
The appearance of a dry fight.
Nangong Lieye saw it strangely. Ouyang Ruyan at the other end was holding a wine glass and toasting, and he was also surprised with his almond-shaped eyes.
"What's going on?" Nangong Lieye looked at Hua Yueling's series of actions with a blue face, and his intuition told him what happened just now?
After Hua Yueling finished the four steps, her little face looked like a hellish Rakshasa, her phoenix eyes stared at Jimo Ziyan fiercely and angrily, and she stepped forward.
"Drink!" Jimo Ziyan slammed the wine glass against Ouyang Ruyan's. Ouyang Ruyan exclaimed "Ah" and the wine glass shattered. Her little hand was immediately cut by the sharp edge of the glass.
"What are you going to do? Calm down!" Nangong Lieye did not look at Ouyang Ruyan, but grabbed Hua Yueling, whose head seemed to be burning.