She still enjoys her single life after the crossing, if she gets married so early, it will be a lot of panic!

"You're fourteen years old for the New Year, and you can get married." Ling Chenyi didn't leave any room for osmanthus, and even suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Do you think that marrying your grandfather makes you very panicked?" ”

Oh, yes! It's a big loss!

Osmanthus subconsciously gave the answer in her heart, but she couldn't say half a word on the surface.

"Hehe, Shiziye, you can really joke, there is no one in this world more than Ling Shiziye, who is the embodiment of beauty and wisdom, bravery and wealth, such a perfect man, I am afraid that there will be some older women who want to marry you. If anyone can marry you, it will definitely be a blessing that that person has cultivated for 800 lifetimes. ”

Osmanthus heard that Ling Chenyi's words just now were unhappy, so she hurriedly changed to a flattering tone, in order to make Ling Chenyi think that Osmanthus was an unreliable girl.

But what Osmanthus didn't expect was that after hearing this, Ling Chenyi nodded affirmatively, and said as if talking to himself: "Well, that's right, since you know, then the master will fulfill your dream, and you will be married for the New Year." ”

"But ......" Where could Osmanthus have thought that Ling Chenyi would play cards so unconventionally, and just wanted to defend something, but a small mouth was kissed by someone fiercely, and she didn't have a chance to say anything else.

This kiss didn't last long, but Osmanthus still felt an illusion that the world was spinning.

Ling Chenyi propped up his body with his arms, frowned at the crimson osmanthus at this time, and asked unhappily, "Have you drunk?" ”

"Well, I drank a small glass, and I was happy today, so I drank a little." Osmanthus nodded, and only then did she understand why she was a little dizzy, and her feeling was that she forgot to drink a glass of wine just now.

"Happy? You already knew that Ye was coming back? Ling Chenyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Osmanthus Hua, but his body was already sitting upright.

"I don't know!" Osmanthus also struggled to sit up, and subconsciously continued: "Ming'er, my shop is open!" So I was so happy that I had a drink, hehe......"

"......" Looking at Osmanthus Hua's somewhat misty eyes, Ling Chenyi suddenly had a feeling that he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Looking at this girl's appearance, it seems that the wine has just come up, crimson cheeks, ruddy mouth, and those misty eyes with a smile, although he knows that she is just a little girl who is not yet fourteen years old, but he only feels that his legs are tight, and he has an urge to eat her.

"Damn it!" Ling Chenyi stood up suddenly, clenched his fists and stood not far from the soft collapse, turned his back to the osmanthus and said, "You lie down and rest for a while!" I have other things to do, so I'll come back to you later. ”

After speaking, Ling Chenyi took a step and walked directly towards the door, not looking back again.

And the osmanthus who was sitting on the soft collapse didn't know what was wrong, hehe smiled, opened his mouth, and before he could say anything, the whole person suddenly lay down towards the back, and a slight cry came after a while.

After a while, the shopkeeper Luo took the plum blossoms to the top floor, took care of the osmanthus and lay down again, covered the quilt, and then retreated.

In the single room on the third floor, Ling Chenyi sat on the right seat, Mo Shi and Chu Lishou sat in the chairs on the side, the three of them were silent, one didn't know what he was thinking, and the other two looked panicked.

"Master, the second lady has taken care of it and has fallen asleep." Shopkeeper Luo walked in with a respectful face.

Ling Chenyi's eyebrows suddenly raised, and he asked in a cold voice, "What kind of wine did you bring them tonight?" ”

"If you go back to your master, you will take the best wine of our Drunken Immortal Pavilion, Drunken Immortal Brew." Shopkeeper Luo still looked respectful, but a row of cold sweat was already flowing from his back.