I hide my concubine in a golden house

Chapter 491 I know the smell of a drunk

Touching his plump and smooth forehead, Su Tian said softly: "Ah Fen, are you drunk?"

"Huh?" Quan Yan narrowed his eyes at her when he heard the words, picked up the ending sound from his throat, and there was a strong sense of alcohol in his strange eyes.

"Boom..."

Su Tian felt her heart beating, as if a kind of power broke out in her body, controlling her reason, hooking her heart and soul, so that she almost didn't smear Quan Juan's face again print.

It's a pity that it was still close, because Quan Juan put her down from his arms when he finished speaking, Su Tian raised her head and only kissed the air, she turned her head a little depressed, and saw Quan Juan sitting on the table.

On the table?

Su Tian's eyes widened, and she watched Quan Juan step up to the rosewood table in the room, then deftly turned somersault on the table, and landed handsomely, as if to prove something, and finally concluded: "I Not drunk."

"..." Su Tian secretly said in her heart, "It seems that she is drunk."

Quan Jue made a somersault, and when she came down, she took the two wine cups on the table and jumped steadily to Su Tian's eyes, her eyes were cold and her voice was clear: "Drink."

Su Tian: "Still drinking?"

Quan Juan narrowed his eyes: "I want to drink. I must drink. Give me a glass of wine."

"..." Even drunk like this, still thinking about it?

Su Tian wanted to perfunctory him, but when she saw his shining bright eyes, as if she could speak, Su Tian softened her heart immediately, wishing to give up everything for him, and show him her heart.

She raised her hand and reluctantly took the wine cup in Quan Juan's hand.

There was a small silver jug ​​on the table, which contained half a pot of fruit wine. Su Tian poured two glasses, and then accompanied the drunken Quan Juan to complete the steps of handing over the glasses of wine.

The alcohol content of the fruit wine was not high, and the aftertaste was still vaguely sweet and sour, but Su Tianxin felt hot and her cheeks were flushed after eating, like a ripe fruit waiting to be picked.

Quan Juan lowered his head and took a sip of the fruit. After tasting the wine, he couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at her, and said, "You're drunk."

Su Tian stared straight at Quan Juan, without taking her eyes off: "Yes, yes, I got drunk when I saw you."

Hearing this, Quan Yan showed a childlike smile on his face, stretched out his hand and poked Su Tian's forehead with his fingertips, and said lazily: "You are a drunkard."

Su Tian sat on the bed, dangling a pair of calves, obedient to the drunkard's unreasonable troubles: "Yes, I am a drunkard."

"Huh? What does a drunk smell like?" Quan Juan said while lowering his head and sealing his lips.

"...Hmm." Su Tian blinked her eyelashes.

... Su Tian doesn't know if Quan Jue tasted anything, but she did.

Jiugui is soft, sweet, wrapped in a rich aroma of wine, very intoxicating.

Su Tian glanced at the sky through the half-closed window, it was pitch black, and the night had already darkened.

Swallowing with difficulty, Su Tian raised her hand to put down the bed curtain, and then began to help the drunk man change his clothes.

The drunkard stood there looking at her with his beautiful eyes hanging down, while Su Tian lowered her head and untied the jade belt around his waist.

How did Xifu make it so complicated?Su Tian pulled and pulled, but didn't pull it off.

After working for a long time, Su Tianjie was sweating profusely, but she didn't do what she wanted to do. She pushed the drunk in frustration, and said fiercely, "Take off yourself!"

The drunkard was weak and pitiful, he was pushed and staggered a step, he lowered his head and untied the jade belt with one hand.

"Click." The jade belt was casually discarded on the ground, like a rag that was despised by others.

　me me me!Suddenly remembered a thread.

　　Is such that:

　　It happened after the heroine wiped her face and stole a kiss.

　　The male protagonist had a seizure, and he hugged the little female protagonist in a puzzled manner, insisting that the female protagonist continue to wipe his face.

　　The heroine didn't wipe, and slapped her angrily: "It's over, let's break up!"

　　OK, flowering is over

　　
　
(End of this chapter)