On the way back, there was a drunk man in the carriage.
"Our father rarely gets drunk. The last time he got drunk was... when the general went there."
Feng Hao didn't want people to misunderstand their eldest son, so when he went back, he whispered to Qiao'er who was sitting in front of the carriage with him.
Of course, this was also said to Chu Qingge on purpose.
Princess, please don’t think that I am an alcoholic. The son of his family really doesn’t like to drink.
Tonight...is an exception.
Qiaoer just smiled and said nothing, but she clearly looked worried.
As for Chu Qingge, who was sitting in the carriage, looking at the man sleeping on her lap, her face that usually wore a somewhat cold smile was now tinged with a bit of solemnity.
"Wife." Feng Liye called again.
There was a strong smell of alcohol in his words.
How much did this guy drink tonight?
What makes people even more helpless is that after knowing that the word "wife" means "wife", he screamed tonight and all night long.
She had never seen Prince Li like this.
Emotions overflowing!
He would never have been like this before!
Feng Liye was obviously dissatisfied when she didn't get a response. He grabbed her wrist with his big palm and pulled her towards him.
Chu Qingge was almost scared to death by him.
While he was still meditating, he was suddenly pulled from his position and hit him with a snap.
The man immediately turned over and pressed her underneath him.
Fortunately, the carriage is big enough!
"What are you doing?" She put her hands on his shoulders.
The smell of alcohol made her a little confused.
Why can't I hate this man in front of me anymore?
"Liye, don't be like this, there is someone outside."
Fenghao immediately pointed to the patch of sky above his head and said loudly to Qiaoer: "Qiaoer, look, the moonlight is so beautiful tonight."
Qiaoer almost wanted to roll her eyes at him.
There is no three hundred taels of silver here, so he is clearly eavesdropping!
In order to avoid the princess being embarrassed, she could only agree: "Yes, the moon is round and big, and the stars are also very bright. It is so beautiful."
"..." Chu Qingge was speechless.
Fortunately, after Feng Liye pressed on her, he just played with her long hair with his fingers and didn't do anything excessive.
She pushed slightly: "Get down, you are too heavy, the pressure... makes me breathless."
He seemed to understand these words, and turned away from her slightly, but still tightened his long arms and held her in his arms.
"Wife." He murmured again.
Those hazy drunken eyes, filled with the lingering smell of alcohol, were indescribably charming.
Especially his voice, as deep as the sound of chimes striking each other, like the lowest string of a cello being plucked.
A little bit hoarse, but totally magnetic!
Chu Qingge's heart couldn't help but stir slightly. She raised her eyes and accidentally saw his sexy Adam's apple rolling up and down.
My heart thumped, and it hurt a little from being hit.
She subconsciously raised her hand and covered the place where her heart was, her breathing became disordered.
Male lust is so powerful!
I almost couldn't help but want to pounce on him and swallow him whole!
"Wife." She did not rush over, but Feng Liye hugged her over.
"What are you doing?" There were people outside, including Feng Hao and Qiao'er, and Feng Si and the others who were escorting them all the way behind.
This guy is not ashamed either!
After drinking some wine, you start acting out. Where have all the nobility and coolness of the past gone?
Feng Liye didn't know what she was thinking. After pulling her over, he pressed on her again.
Only this time, there was a trace of almost invisible pain in his hazy drunken eyes.
"Honey, are you really happy?"
Chu Qingge's heart tightened, and her fingers tightened for a moment: "What... do you mean?"
"You really want to stay with me?"
His breath was very heavy, and it fell heavily on her face, hurting her heart inexplicably.
His voice became hoarse and he murmured: "But I am very happy, I have never been so happy."
His big palm fell on her face, and his long fingers slid down her face and towards her delicate neck.
Then, he lowered his head and buried it in her neck, and his hot breath heated her skin.
"Don't lie to me, we will always be like this, okay?"
