After wearing the book, I became the villain's princess

Chapter 44 Drunkenness
Qi Zhao's eyes flicked between her eyebrows and eyes, her fair cheeks were flushed, and she couldn't help being slightly lost in thought.

But something doesn't seem right...

Ning Jin supported her cheeks with her hands, only feeling a little hot on her face.

The consciousness is still a little clear, knowing that the alcohol is getting stronger, I didn't feel it when I drank it, but now the alcohol is getting stronger, and my eyes are a little dazed.

It's over, if she is drunk to death, Qi Zhao might throw her out of the palace.

So while she was still awake, Ning Jin quickly stood up, looked outside the door, and muttered: "Well, Your Royal Highness, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do in Tinglan Temple, you take it easy!"

Don't run at this time, wait until later.

Little did he know that Qi Zhao had already noticed her strangeness, and grabbed Ning Jin as soon as he stretched out his arm.

His eyes fell on her two blushes, he squeezed her arm gently, and said, "Have you been drinking?"

Ning Jin immediately shook her head and said no.

If Qi Zhao had admitted, wouldn't he have discovered it.

This way of beating him to death without admitting it made Qi Zhao laugh.

"What a little liar, I can't even stand still."

As he spoke, he pulled the somewhat erratic Ning Jin into his arms, with a similar breath, and Qi Zhao smelled the faint scent of osmanthus, mixed with a hint of mellow fragrance, not too strong, just right.

Ning Jin was shocked by the coolness behind her, feeling a little uncomfortable, and muttered: "Are you ice?"

so cold...

Qi Zhao paused, and quickly recovered. There was no one else in the bedroom except the two of them, so he looked at Ning Jin unscrupulously, and said inexplicably, "Otherwise, the princess will be alone and warm."

Ning Jin felt that this sentence was inexplicably familiar, and his tone was not at all like the usual Qi Zhao.

"Good idea, I want to go back."

Usually, she always loves Qi Zhao, but when she gets drunk now, she also speaks out what is in her heart.

Subconsciously, he also knew that this was not his place, and wanted to leave.

The man who had been baring his teeth and claws in the dark during the day was leaning warmly in his arms at this time, Qi Zhao's eyes were dim, he raised his left hand up, passed through Ning Jin's long hair and then slowly down, his fingers and tails were entangled with the blue silk, and wrapped around his joints a few times Here, casually, as if playing with something.

"Drink Gu's wine and want to leave, huh?"

When she heard about stealing, Ning Jin was agitated and wanted to struggle, squinting her eyes and said, "Do you have any evidence for me stealing?"

As soon as she lifted her hair up, she was pulled, and Ning Jin gasped.

It hurts!

Gou Qi Zhao even pulled her hair.

Seeing that it hurt her, Qi Zhao didn't feel guilty at all, and loosened his hair in circles.

"The evidence is not on you."

As he spoke, he grabbed her chin with his hands, and said in an unclear tone: "Do you know that you have a scent of sweet-scented osmanthus all over your body?"

Ning Jin shrugged his nose in disbelief, his clear eyes seemed to be mixed with water, he looked straight at Qi Zhao, slightly parted his rosy lips and said, "No!"

Qi Zhao's heart twitched, and his fingertips slowly pressed against her bright red lips. Seeing that she didn't know what she looked like, he knew that she was deeply drunk.

"There's a mistake in what I said, it's here."

"here?"

Ning Jin raised her hand to cover her red lips, the scent of wine that had been stained on her fingertips seemed to be still there.

Following the residual fragrance, remembering the sweetness before, I couldn't help sticking out my tongue and licking it.

Unconsciously said: "It does smell a little sweet-scented osmanthus, probably because the sweet-scented osmanthus is about to bloom!"

It was still some time before the sweet-scented osmanthus bloomed, and it was quite drunk.

But Qi Zhao had no time to take care of these, and seeing her movements, his eyes became darker.

(End of this chapter)