The person who reacted quickly was naturally Hongpinbai's unscrupulous master Huai Moran. At this time, she was looking at it with squinted eyes and a smile, making it immediately stay away. She could only watch helplessly as her master grabbed a piece of plump beef and ate it.
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Then, it turned its butt gracefully, came to the beef, picked out a small piece of meat, tore it off, held it and ran to the side: Alas, the master is in a bad mood, it can only be so aggrieved.
After all, it is not easy to survive when the master is in a bad mood.
Leng Ao looked at Huai Mo Ran with a faint smile, who was not at all ladylike. She actually didn't know that what he liked most was her character and behavior that were not bound by tradition or the world. He liked being so casual.
Sexually motivated feelings.
As Huai Moran ate, he frowned with some dissatisfaction, then stared at the man with a very gentle and elegant smile with an unhappy face, and said lightly: "What? You don't drink even if I get a pot of wine? That's too much
Okay..." As she said that, she was about to grab the wine.
Leng Ao quickly took the wine into his arms, and then said to Huai Moran, who looked dissatisfied: "This is the legendary 'cup of fairy' who will get drunk after just one drink. You have already drunk so much, if you drink more
If you go down, I'm afraid you'll have to sleep for seven days and seven nights."
Huai Moran glanced at the tea cup in her hand, then raised her eyebrows and said mockingly: "'One cup of immortality', if one cup can really make you immortal, I won't dare to drink it."
Leng Ao smiled slightly and explained: "'One Cup of Immortality' means that you can get drunk after drinking one cup. After you get drunk, you will naturally lose all your worries and become peaceful, without desires or desires, like a god."
Huai Moran snorted coldly, raised his head and took another sip of the cup of immortality, then wiped the corners of his lips, frowned, and said with a dissatisfied look on his face: "Really? But I've drunk so much, but I'm not even a little drunk.
, this Cup of Immortal doesn’t look that good either.” Just as she finished speaking, she felt her eyes flashing, and then her head became drowsy.
It seems that this wine is indeed powerful. It's just that she, Huai Mo Ran, is a person who never gets drunk after a thousand cups, so the wine doesn't have an immediate effect. But how did she know that this kind of 'cup of immortality' is a rare wine?
There are only three jars in the world, and the two pots that Leng Ao brought today were filled separately from one of the jars.
Huai Moran held her cheek with one hand and lazily arranged her fine hair. A pair of beautiful eyes flashed with a dazzling glimmer of light. She looked at Leng Ao who opened the lid of the pot and was about to drink. She murmured: "Is this a farewell drink?"
?" As soon as she finished saying this, she felt that she was drunk. Otherwise, why would her words be so full of charm and laziness after being drunk?
Leng Ao's hand paused slightly, then he opened the lid of the pot with a smile, imitated her bohemian look and took a sip of wine, and said with a smile: "Yes, let's say goodbye to the wine."
Huai Moran looked at his face, which was even more delicate than that of a woman. Thinking of his kindness and the things he had done for her, she couldn't help but sigh, but she stopped what she wanted to say.
He kept drinking wine and eating beef.
Leng Ao saw that she was silent, so he didn't say much. He just poured wine into his stomach one by one. He was different from Huai Moran. Although the latter could not get drunk after a thousand cups, he could not match the power of a cup of immortal wine, but Leng Ao was
It is true that even if he is a cup of immortality, he is definitely not even half drunk.
Therefore, he will never know what it means to get drunk and then rest, and he will never let go of his obsession with her.
When Huai Moran drank to the end, she couldn't support herself and lay down on the table, but her jade hands were still clutching the empty wine bottle. Her whole person looked relaxed, nervous, and defenseless.
And he seemed to be on guard at every turn.
Leng Ao supported his shoulders with one hand and looked at the drunk and unconscious Huai Moran with a smile. He was actually very curious about why she was always so guarded, as if she was ready to fight back at any time, but she knew that she must be suffering.
I have suffered a lot and must have often suffered security threats, so I am like this.
"How worthy are you of being protected and how much do you need others to take good care of you?" Leng Ao raised his hand, pinched a strand of Huai Mo Ran's hair, and whispered softly.
Hongfenbai saw that Huai Moran was finally drunk on the table, so she grinned like a prisoner who had just been released from prison, walked up to the beef, and then happily ate it.
Leng Ao just played with the strand of hair carefully. Until he felt that it was getting late and Baili Yeheng had come back, he reluctantly put down the strand of hair, then stood up slowly, and said to that strand of hair.
The one who ate extremely happily and had an extremely full belly said: "Take good care of your master."
"Chirp chirp chirp!" Hongpinbai patted her chest and shouted confidently.
Leng Ao got its guarantee, so he bent down and hugged Huai Mo Ran horizontally. He saw that her beautiful face was dyed with a hint of blush, and she was more charming than before. This made him unable to help but feel moved, but he
Still smiling slightly, he put her on the couch, covered her with a quilt, and then prepared to exit the curtain in a polite manner.
Just when he turned around and was about to leave, the cold jade hands suddenly grabbed his sleeve.
On the bed, the drowsy Huai Moran held his forehead with one hand, slowly opened his misty eyes, looked at the man who had stiffened and didn't look back in confusion, and murmured: "Why should you give me up to Bai?"
Li Yeheng?" Yes, it's Rang, just like Dong Li who watched his love marry someone else. Although Huai Moran admires this great sentiment, he doesn't appreciate such a great man.
Leng Ao still didn't look back, he just smiled lowly and said lightly: "Mo Ran, if I say, I don't mind that you and Ye Heng are already married, I just want to be with you, and I am willing to take you far away, you
Will you choose me?" If I were to ask you the same question back then, what would your answer be...?
Huai Moran just looked at him blankly and didn't answer for a long time. She just held the jade hand on his sleeve tightly and slowly slid it down. She knew that her heart was too small and could never tolerate another person. She also knew that,
She was stupid to ask this question in the first place. However, she couldn't do such a good man and ask him to be alone for her for the rest of his life.
"A'ao, how I wish a woman tens of millions of times better than me would appear in front of you, how I wish... you could get the happiness you deserve." Huai Moran finally put down his hand and looked at his back.
murmured.
Leng Ao's body was obviously stiff again, but at this moment he suddenly turned his face, with a smile that was more gentle and radiant than the moonlight on his soft and unmanly face, and said softly: "Yes, always.
One day, I will meet that woman."
After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.
When Huai Moran heard what he said, she also showed a comforting smile. Until this moment, she felt that the world was spinning in front of her eyes. The next moment, she could no longer suppress the impact of the strong alcohol and slowly closed her eyes.
Leng Ao, who walked out of the room, finally put away the gentle smile on his face, and was replaced by boundless loneliness. He slowly held the door frame with one hand, and then closed his eyes tiredly, thinking over and over again in his heart.
Mo Ran’s name.
Mo Ran... Mo Ran... Even if I really meet a better woman than you in this world, it is not you after all. But I know that when I ask you this, you will definitely choose to remain silent, so the only thing I give you is
bless.
The bamboo forest rustled, the evening breeze was frivolous, and Leng Ao, dressed in red, finally left this warm place that belonged to him without looking back. From then on, this place was no longer a place where he could relax, because, that
The traces of human beings will be a wound in his heart that will never heal.
…
Huai Moran didn't know how long she slept. She only knew that when she woke up, she was already in the carriage, and her whole body was extremely sore. This kind of soreness was not like just lying there and sleeping for several days and nights.
The look was more like the feeling she had after spending the whole night with Baili Yeheng.
This thought quickly turned a thin layer of red on her cheeks. Immediately, she glared fiercely at Baili Yeheng, who was sitting casually reading a book, but then her eyes lit up.
Today's Baili Yeheng is different from the usual dark clothes. He is actually wearing a white robe. There is a white fox cloak wrapped around the robe. Three thousand blue hairs are casually hanging around. His whole body is whiter than snow.
, spotless, not like a martial artist wielding a sword, nor like a gentle and handsome scholar, but very much like the immortal sitting on the top of the snow-capped mountains.
Huai Moran admired him carefully. It had to be said that Baili Yeheng was really blessed by Queen Ye He. He was a little better than the other princes. But before, everyone had only seen him Leng Ao.
Naturally, I didn’t know what he looked like. It turned out that when he was leaning back, his clothes were lazy and his expression was light, his appearance was impeccable and astonishing, and his demeanor was indescribably gentle and elegant.
Personable.
When he saw Huai Moran wake up, he slowly put down the scroll in his hand, the two long eyebrows flying towards his temples were slightly raised, a pair of gleaming phoenix eyes also had a bit of smile, his thin lips were lightly opened, and he spoke softly.
He said: "Are you awake? If you don't wake up, my husband will think that instead of sending you to southern Xinjiang, you should just find a cemetery and bury you."
Huai Moran gave him a lukewarm look, and then realized that Hongfenbai had already poured the tea obediently, and brought it to her in an awkward but cute way. This made her feel that her love for this little guy was not in vain.
But why did she feel that there were such complex emotions in this little guy's eyes? For example...guilt.
What does this little guy feel guilty about?
Huai Moran couldn't understand, so he simply didn't think about anything, and just stood up slowly. But when he moved, he realized that his whole body hurt as if he had been run over by a wheel again and again, especially his waist and between his legs...
Thinking of this, Huai Moran's eyes darkened, and then she glared angrily at Baili Yeheng, who was already lazily sitting upright. A pair of cold eyes kept throwing countless sharp flying knives, but Baili Yeheng turned a blind eye.
She was annoyed, but she just smiled and said: "Are you okay? You have slept for three days and three nights, and you must be a little tired. Drink some water to moisten your throat. I will ask the coachman to stop the car later, and we will get down.
It's good to walk around... to stretch your body."
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Huai Moran always felt that the tone of Baili Yeheng's last two sentences always had a slightly unexpected and profound flavor. Coupled with the inexplicable evil smile in his eyes and lips, it made her even more...
I am sure that I suffered a lot during the past few days when I was drunk.
Damn it! I accidentally caught him! Huai Moran leaned against the car wall, gnashing his teeth and staring at Baili Yeheng. Then he took the tea in the red and pink hand and drank it all in one gulp. The tea entered his stomach and became cold.
, but it didn't make people feel cold, it just felt refreshing inside the body, and the strong smell of alcohol in Huai Mo Ran's mouth disappeared immediately.