Princess Jingjing returned to her duties. In contrast to her previous fierceness, she sat obediently, her eyes still looking at Long Canghao beside Feng Zhuyue with fascination. An arrogant and arrogant person like Princess Jingjing, once looked at
The last man is a sure win. It is absolutely impossible to make her back off after a slight setback.
The bright moon hanging upside down in the night sky is like a beautiful ice-cold flower with the aura of night. The silver-white moonlight falls from the sky and shines into this noisy world.
At this time, the Nanyue City Palace was full of singing and dancing, and a large group of dancers were dancing in the center of the hall. The hall was dyed with golden paint, with large golden pillars and golden furniture. It was simply a magnificent palace.
of heaven and earth.
The melodious palace music sounded, the gorgeous and elegant dance, and the swaying dance postures of the dancers were unparalleled in beauty. Everyone was immersed in such beauty, just like lying in the cool water on a hot summer day.
Hearty and dripping.
"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink, please drink Pipa immediately."
The palace wine is sweet but not greasy, fragrant and honest, and is a rare wine that can only be seen in a hundred years.
Feng Zhuyue is not the kind of person who is addicted to alcohol, but she also likes fine wine. It is okay not to drink too much and just have a taste.
This product actually made her intoxicated.
In modern times, she has a good capacity for drinking, which is a subject that must be trained as a killer. She can't get drunk after a thousand drinks. For a long time, she was immersed in the wine jar. To be a qualified killer, no matter what
She must keep her head clear at all times. If a simple glass of wine made her fall to the ground, she would not know how she died.
But now in ancient times, after all, this body has not undergone special training, and there is no inheritance of this in the family. After all, the body's age is only less than fifteen years old, so it can withstand the torture.
After just two drinks, Feng Zhuyue felt dizzy. A pretty blush appeared on her beautiful face, and her red lips became even more rosy because of the wine. She nestled in Long Canghao's arms with blurred eyes.
, the whole body was soft, and all the weight was placed on Long Canghao's body.
She shouldn't try this wine easily, and she shouldn't let herself be confused.
Perhaps it was because of Long Canghao by her side that she allowed herself to be so unscrupulous and indulgent.
This is a sense of security.
A sense of security that I have never felt before.
As long as he is by her side, she can give up her guard wholeheartedly.
Looking up from his arms, looking at the sharp lines of his jaw, and the tenderness that could only be shown to her on that resolute face, Feng Zhuyue felt that the man in front of her was more intoxicating than fine wine.
Her soft little hands climbed up to his chest as if she had been cast by magic. Her eyes were so intoxicated that she couldn't open them anymore, but she smiled brightly at him like a nympho: "Cang, you are so charming."
Long Canghao felt a strange feeling coming from his lower abdomen, and his handsome face was covered with a deep color. At this moment, she was no longer cold, arrogant and sharp, but she looked like a charming little girl, with blurred eyes and body.
Weak in his arms.
He is a normal man, and the person in his arms is still the person he likes. It is his limit to be able to control not to knock her down immediately.