After 600 years of sword sacrifice, my aunt returned to the world

Chapter 46

A jar of wine soon bottomed out, and Yan Changan continued to open a second jar.

The two of them had already eaten nearly half of the dishes on the table, and most of them went into Shu Nong's mouth.

At some point, Yan Changan had another bowl, which was filled with clear water. Yan Changan picked up some vegetables and rinsed them. A layer of red oil immediately appeared on the clean water, and Yan Changan put the vegetables in his mouth.

Yan Changan swallowed the spicy vegetables in his mouth. Seeing that the clear water was already full of red oil, he bent down and took out a bowl from the basket. She almost buried her face in the bowl, but what Yan Changan brought was a small bowl, no matter how small her face was, she couldn't bury her whole face in the bowl.

Shu Nong seemed to be aware of this too, his face wrinkled into a ball, and he seemed to use his strength, "Yeah!", trying to forcefully stuff his face into the bowl.

Only then did Yan Chang'an notice what was wrong with her, and quickly grabbed her shoulder with one hand and the porcelain bowl with the other, forcing the two to separate.

Unexpectedly, Shu Nong turned his head, his eyes were blurred with tears, weeping aggrievedly, and he reached out his hand to snatch the bowl in his hand.

Startled, Yan Changan blocked her outstretched hands with one hand, and hastily put down the porcelain bowl he forcibly snatched from him.

Seeing that Shu Nong couldn't grab it, she shrugged sadly and shed tears. The tears fell drop by drop. She seemed to feel that her eyes were uncomfortable, so she stretched out her hand to rub her eyes with the chili dipped hands.

Yan Changan hastily grabbed her wrists again, one with each hand.

Fortunately, her wrist was slender, so Yan Changan put her two hands together, holding one hand, and took out a clean and white handkerchief without any pattern from his bosom with the other hand, and put it in her handkerchief. hands, release one of her wrists.

Unexpectedly, Shu Nong held the handkerchief and looked at the sun, stretched out his hand and threw the handkerchief into his arms, and still wanted to wipe it with his hands.

Yan Changan had no choice but to control her again, and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his own hands.

Shu Nong was still sobbing, Dou Da's tears kept flowing, Yan Changan wiped the left side and the right side, most of the handkerchief was soaked wet by her warm tears.

Yan Changan sighed softly, looked down at her, and softened his voice: "Why are you crying?"

It's okay if you don't ask, but when he asked, Shu Nong cried even harder, as if he couldn't hold it back, and sobbed intermittently from his mouth.

"Woooo..."

Yan Changan pursed his lips slightly. He knew that Shu Nong's appearance might be due to seeing the Shu family. He didn't understand the reason why Shu Nong didn't go back to Shu's house, and he didn't know how to comfort the crying girl. He was almost at a loss. .

At this moment, Shu Nong broke free from her restraint, grabbed his skirt with one hand, moved his head closer, pouted slightly under his eyes, and said even more sadly: "My mouth hurts."

".?"

Yan Changan lowered his head, followed her voice to look at her red and swollen lips, and suddenly fell silent.

Shu Nong blinked, and the crystal tears on her eyelashes fell down. The corners of her eyes were red. Seeing that Yan Changan didn't speak, she became more and more aggrieved, and said again: "My mouth hurts."

"..."

Yan Chang'an remained silent for a moment, the corners of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, his eyes also slightly bent, and he reached for the clear water that had been poured before and hadn't had time to use in the future. It was a bit novel, and he said with a smile: "Can sword spirits get drunk too?"

Shu Nong was immersed in his own emotions, and didn't listen to what Yan Changan said, just grabbed the hem of his clothes, and repeated again: "My mouth hurts so much."

Seeing that the person in front of her still didn't help her solve the problem, she blinked her eyes a few times, and the tears rolled down one after another, emphasizing again in a crying voice: "My mouth really hurts."

Yan Changan brought clear water in front of her and corrected her: "It's the mouth."

Shu Nong looked down at the bowl containing clear water between the two of them, slowly loosened Yan Changan's lapel, stared at Qingshui for a moment, then suddenly stretched out her hand to hold the porcelain bowl, before Yan Changan let go, she lowered her head again, You still have to stuff your face into the bowl.

Yan Changan quickly supported her forehead.

Shu Nong didn't struggle, but leaned softly on his palm, and even obediently raised his head according to his strength, only looking at him with a pair of shiny eyes mournfully.

Yan Changan sighed again, and handed the water to her mouth as if resigned to fate: "Drink."

Shu Nong seemed to suddenly understand, and finally no longer insisted on stuffing his face into the bowl, one hand grabbed his skirt again, and the other lightly rested on Yan Changan's wrist, Holding his hand, he swallowed the clear water in small sips.

The behavior of the two of them is indeed a little close.

Shu Nong's face was close at hand, Yan Chang'an watched her quietly drinking water while weeping in grievance, his heart suddenly seemed to be scratched by something, reminding him involuntarily of the time when he was on the 36th floor of the Trial Tower.

He was in extreme pain at that time, his mind was chaotic and uncomfortable, and even his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be blocked by something, he couldn't even think, as if he was trapped in an abyss from which he could not escape, feeling the cold wrapped around him, he could only Hopelessly waiting for death to come.

Until Shu Nong appeared, he was freed from the chaos.

Because of that sudden throbbing, his thoughts were running wild, Shu Nong held his wrist and was about to finish drinking the clear water in the bowl.

In fact, it's not true that her sense of taste suddenly became sensitive, and her mouth was so hot that she couldn't bear it. It's just that after eating so many strong-flavored dishes at once, she inevitably felt thirsty, and she drank a cup into her belly because of thirst Drinking too much wine just aggravated her thirst.

The clear water in the bowl has bottomed out, but Shu Nong is not satisfied.

She grabbed Yan Chang'an's wrist instead, her eyes moved slowly, and finally landed on the stone table and put it in the teapot filled with clear water on his side.

Shu Nong stood up suddenly, head heavy and body light, before Yan Changan could support her, he was almost thrown to the ground by her sudden bump.

Yan Changan let out a muffled snort, wrapped his arms around her waist almost in danger, and supported the stone table in time, only to avoid the ending of the two of them rolling to the ground together.

He didn't care about the drunkard, he grabbed Shu Nong's waist and wanted to put him down, but he didn't expect that Shu Nong crawled on top of him in the posture of being in his arms.

"you--"

He will make a sound, Shu Nong moves in his arms, and then suddenly pounces, Yan Chang'an's face slams into Shu Nong's abdomen.

He clearly heard Shu Nong "vomit" from being bumped, but she continued to move around.

Yan Chang'an's face darkened immediately, he pinched Shu Nong's waist with his wide palm and lifted him down.

Fortunately, Shu Nong got what he wanted, even though Yan Changan pushed him back on the stone bench, he still hugged the teapot with a smile on his face.

She looked at Yan Chang'an, hummed, took the bowl from just now, and poured herself a full bowl of water.

Tears were still in the corners of her eyes, but she held the porcelain bowl contentedly and began to drink water in big gulps.

She doesn't want him to pour another bowl of water for her, the drunken Shu Nong thought, and touched the teapot with one free hand.

Wouldn't it be nice to grab them all?

(End of this chapter)