He paused.
Then he saw that the girl had opened a corner of the quilt, "come on, come in!"
He didn't move.
The eye color is much darker.
Seeing that the teenager didn't come, Shen Wanqing got up from bed, grabbed his sleeve and pulled, "come and sleep with me, darling..."
"Master, you're drunk..." he pursed his lips and looked very pale, but his voice was hoarse for several times.
"I'm not drunk!" she retorted immediately.
Angrily staring at the round tea eyes, like fried hair.
"Well, master is not drunk. Master has a good rest."
Shen Wanqing grabbed his sleeve, "then you sleep with me!"
"..." he looked at her, sipped his thin and beautiful lips, and said coldly: "no..."
She's a little irritable. She's still drunk in her head. She's already dizzy. Bai Chi is still entangled with her here. Shen Wanqing feels that her brain doesn't belong to her.
She pulled her white sleeve impatiently, "so why?"
With a big force, Shen Wanqing tore his sleeves.
But Shen Wanqing didn't notice these anymore. His small body stood up directly from the bed and looked at Bai Chi condescending.
She frowned and pulled Bai Chi's cheek, "obviously... You slept with me before!"
"... that, that was a long time ago..." he was helpless.
Bai Chi's cheek was severely pulled by Shen Wanqing, and it didn't take long for his cheek to begin to show red marks.
"Long time?" she looked a little confused.
Bai Chi reached out to hold Shen Wanqing's hand and sighed slowly, "it's been a long time... It's been a long time..."
Master, I have grown up
He is not the little boy you picked up from the outside at that time
When on earth will you realize it?
"Sleep well, good night..."
In the dark night, the young man's voice is very low, very hoarse, some sad and some helpless.
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The next morning.
Birds fly up the branches, stretch their wings and chirp there.
With the fragrant smell of grass in the morning, Shen Wanqing, who had a hangover and headache, woke up slowly after three poles in the morning.
When she woke up, her eyes were busy looking at the ceiling.
it's dawn?
"Host, you wake up..." 748 whispered.
Shen Wanqing sat up from the bed, rubbed his sore temples, hummed softly from his throat, "um..."
She took a puff and asked 748 "what time is it now?"
"It's past noon."
"... this is the time?"
Shen Wanqing opened the quilt and stretched herself. After stretching, she felt her head hurt more and couldn't help taking another sip, "how much wine did I drink last night? My head hurts like this..."
"Host, there is a bowl of sober soup on the table. I have a headache. I can drink that bowl of sober soup." 748 whispered.
Hearing the speech, Shen Wanqing turned his head and looked at the table on the left. There was indeed a bowl of sobering soup on the table.
She walked over, picked it up and took a sip. It's not good
But his head was so painful that Shen Wanqing had no choice, so he drank the bowl of sobering soup at one go.
After putting down the bowl, she found a bowl of preserves beside her.
Slender and beautiful fingertips picked up a candied fruit. She put it in her mouth and chewed it. Then she said thoughtfully, "this is prepared by the little wolf?"