Chapter 143

The beauty, without squinting, went straight to pan Zhuqing, poured herself a glass of wine, and Yingying bowed down: "I'll give you a toast to Lord pan. I wish you today every year and today every year."

"Thank you." Pan Zhuqing accepted her kindness politely, picked up the glass in front of him and took a sip.

The beautiful woman didn't get up. She looked charming and naive. She pretended to be angry and asked, "don't adults hate my family?"

Pan Zhuqing, who was half drunk and half awake, was confused by what she said: "how could it?"

"Then why does my family toast adults with a full glass of wine, but adults still have more than half?" She complained in a delicate voice, which seemed to have penetration, and suddenly quieted the whole hall. It seems that everyone is curious about how pan Zhuqing, who is usually lonely and arrogant, will deal with the naked flirtation of this beautiful creature.

"Sorry, I drank too much tonight." This is true. Although he has a good drinking capacity and knows how to be measured, he can't stand the repeated bombing of others. It's just that Pan Jingyuan is not around. That drunken second brother can help him retreat every time on this occasion. Thinking of his brother who was far away in the battlefield and his complex and dangerous feelings for Gong Yueyue, he unconsciously drank a few more cups.

But the beautiful woman had an indomitable posture. She still didn't stand up, raised her head and flirted with him with autumn eyes: "Lord pan is a man's husband. How can he take advantage of a little woman in my family?"

If a woman accuses him of taking advantage in public, I'm afraid no man with a head and face can pretend to be dead. Pan Zhuqing didn't speak again. He picked up the wine glass and sent it to his mouth.

But as soon as the wine cup touched the lip, it was stopped by a soft, boneless jade hand“ Ah, if you really don't want to drink, you can compensate me with other things. "

"What do you want?" Pan Zhuqing had a smile on his lips, and there was imperceptible contempt in the middle of that smile.

"I want to..." the beauty's big eyes turned lightly in her eyes. Finally, she suddenly got up and kissed pan Zhuqing on the cheek under the stunned eyes of everyone.

In an instant, the hall was silent, and everyone held their breath and looked at the gossip scene that will become the headlines of the whole city tomorrow. Of course, some of them hate their teeth, such as Fu Yun and Yulian.

Gong Yueyue couldn't help glancing at them, shaking his head and thinking, "you two lingered and pinched hard, but you took advantage of a dancer who killed halfway and wiped the oil. The male god was desecrated, which would break his heart... But this woman is too bold. If anyone dares to kiss my little white face like this, I'll beat her into a pig's head every minute."

There are beautiful women giving kisses in front of so many people, and the men in the hall have long been envious, jealous and hated to death. But the party pan Zhuqing didn't feel much enjoyment. The intoxication of his eyes was gradually wiped away by anger, and his stretched chin was announcing his strong dissatisfaction“ You are too brave... "He said coldly, biting his teeth.

The beauty was afraid that he would explode at any time, so she took a step back and said awkwardly, "I'm a female. I'm just kidding adults. Are adults really going to be angry?"

Pan Zhuqing stopped looking at her and said, "you can step down."

"I leave." She had to withdraw from the crowd in the eyes of thousands of arrows.

Gong Yueyue once heard from her sixth aunt that officials in the Song Dynasty violated the law and discipline. In other words, singing and dancing are OK, and there is no need to talk about bed. Pan Zhuqing seems to be driven by alcohol. He's talking and walking. In fact, he's very sober in his mind. He puts up iron spikes all over his body at any time to prevent conspiracy from the outside world. He's really an unfathomable guy.

Mrs. Jin didn't think much of her nervousness. She still muttered to herself, "it's true. He's been dry for so long, even if the water of the Luohe River is going to run dry, isn't it? Not to mention a big man in his twenties! "

Fu Yun seemed to be still immersed in the anger and heartache just now. Gong Yueyue suddenly turned and asked Du ruotong loudly: "ruotong, you just said that the dancer was invited by Lord Jin?"

When the women across the street heard this, they really stopped talking and looked at her.

"Yes." Du ruotong nodded and affirmed.

She nodded and said: "Lord Jin has a good eye. He is a smart guy when he picks it easily. If you are not a professional player, who can have such accurate vision. "

As soon as the words were finished, everyone on the table except Mrs. Jin couldn't help laughing“ "Hahaha!"“ Poof! " Even the spies at the next table secretly admire Zhao Changyuan's wife's sharp tongue.

Fu Yun couldn't help coming up to her ear and whispered, "your mouth is really poisonous. Look at Jin Fu's popularity."

Gong Yueyue pretended to inadvertently glance at the opposite side. Mrs. Jin already looked like earth and had an unstable breath. She held back her smile and silently said in her heart: "Lord Jin is really sorry. It's not that I, Gong Yueyue, have to deal with you. Who makes your great wife always easily pick up other people's fighting spirit..."

After two more teas, some guests began to leave.

Gong Yue estimated that he should go home. After all, I live with my mother-in-law and have a big stomach“ It's getting late. I have to go. " She put on a bright red cloak and said hello to Du ruotong while tying a rope.

"So early!" Miss Du pulled her robe and showed her face.

She pinched Du ruotong's face and said with a smile, "don't be so reluctant to give up, my parents will be worried if I go back late."

"Then be careful on the road." Du ruotong reluctantly let go.

Fu Yun also got up and put on his cloak: "I'll go with you."

"That's OK. I'll just take you. Let's say hello to brother pan."

"I won't go. Go and help me." At the moment, Fu Yun was still unhappy about the dancer kissing pan Zhuqing. He was afraid that he would lose face in front of him and make people laugh.

"I'll help you again..." Gong Yueyue was furious, but he had to go to pan Zhuqing alone.

Pan Zhuqing, who is decadent and sitting at the table with her cheeks full of wine, exudes an unprecedented smell of stupidity.

"Brother pan, I have to go back. It's getting late. " Gong Yue held back his smile and went forward to say hello to him. In exchange, he turned his face and looked at him in silence and stupidity.

She involuntarily stepped back and asked, "are you okay? I think you drank too much today. "

"Are you leaving?" He was stunned for a long time before he broke the silence. He was a little inarticulate.

"Well, there are clouds..."

He nodded and said softly, "be careful on the road."

Along the way, Fu Yun was very dull. When she was almost home, she suddenly asked Gong Yueyue, "brother pan seems to be drunk. Is it wrong for us to leave like this?"

Gong Yueyue was shocked by her slow heat and hindsight“ What's wrong? He is a big man. Besides, what can be wrong with his family? "

But there was something wrong with pan Zhuqing after the banquet. A man staggered through the hall and corridor, worried about breaking sister Yulian, who was a few steps behind“ Young master, slow down! " She guarded with fear all the way, for fear that he might accidentally bump into a forest of lacquer wood flower columns.

Sure enough, a corner of the porch stool at the corner tripped him hard. Fortunately, he held the style around him with one hand, otherwise he would be drunk in the flowers. She ran forward to hold his arm, but he threw it away: "don't help, I'll go by myself."

Just a few steps away, the whole person kissed on the white wall. Yulian stroked her forehead, but she cried out in pain: "young master..."

He looked back and smiled foolishly: "I'm fine... Ah..."

If sister Yulian has a smartphone in her hand at the moment and takes a video or something, pan Zhuqing must regret her intestines the next day.

He stumbled all the way to the door of his room. Pan Zhuqing pushed the door open and took it back with him immediately after entering. Sister Yulian's eyes are too hot every time she looks at him. On the contrary, young master pan, who looks strong, can't bear it.

Alcohol burned his whole body hot and dry. As soon as he tore open his clothes and revealed his strong chest, he found a man standing quietly in the corner of the room. At night, most people have to get out of control and shout. Even if Zhao Xiaobai or pan haoshao change, they have to stand up and shed a few drops of cold sweat. But pan Zhuqing was a very evil spirit and disrespectful person since childhood. Holding his fist, he approached the man a few steps, and only asked a word coldly: "who?"

But he also blamed himself for drinking too much wine. The scene in front of him was shaking, so that he couldn't focus and couldn't see the man's appearance at all.

Soon, the sweet and greasy female voice sounded in the quiet room, which surprised him: "it's me, I don't remember so soon?"

The woman's shadow came unsteadily to him. He just felt that his mind was becoming more and more unclear, and his eyes were becoming more and more unable to focus. An indescribable and unidentified smell became stronger and stronger as she approached: "what smell is so strange?" He shook his head, hoping to wake himself up.

"It's my rouge. Doesn't it smell good?"

The feeling of chaos finally calmed down a little. It was not easy for him to raise his head. The drunken face surprised him even more: "you... It's you... Haven't you gone?"

"I can't bear to leave you." The woman was now close to him.

His face showed a look of surprise and joy. He held her arm in both hands and asked excitedly, "really? Who am I in your eyes now? Jiang Haoran... Or pan Zhuqing? " She didn't answer. He suddenly shook his head and continued to say, "it doesn't matter. Anyway, I like you... I like you..."

The woman smiled and leaned against his arms and asked, "do you like me? Will you marry me? "

"I'd like to... You give me some time... I'll find a way to deal with Zhao Changyuan... As long as you're willing to talk to me." Then he would bend over and kiss her lips.

The woman stretched out her hand to block him and asked, "what you just said is drunk?"

"Every word is... It's true." Unknowingly, the tumbling wine gas in his body and some annoying aroma on the woman hit his throat. His eyebrows frowned, covered his chest in pain, gasped for a few times and fell down.

"My lord? adult? Lord pan! " The woman was shocked, patted and shook his body, but he didn't respond“ What trouble! I said I couldn't drink so much wine with this overpowering drug! These stupid old men! But... You really opened my eyes. "