The alcohol is like a little madman, and I don't know how much sober I still have.

Qian Wanjin was like a chatterbox, chattering endlessly about Xue Qinglian, Feng Qingbai, Liu Zhixia, and Feng Mohan.

I scolded all the people I knew, and I scolded them one by one.

The appearance of excess energy made Shi Xianrou smile.

What he looks like, she thinks is cute.

Let her like it to the extreme.

After a round of drunkenness, he was temporarily quiet, Qian Wanjin squinted his eyes, and in the misty vision, he only saw the face in front of him, the skin was as delicate as mutton fat, and he could smell an elegant fragrance at the end of his nose, which smelled very good.

But it's too light.

He leaned in to her, trying to smell better.

"What kind of powder is so fragrant?" He muttered as he leaned closer to his mouth.

Shi Xianrou couldn't cry or laugh.

In order to make him more comfortable, when I hugged him, I rested his head on her shoulder.

And so, as he sniffed at her, his hairy head kept arching and itching in the socket of her neck.

She patted him on the head, "Be nice, don't make trouble, I'll be home right away." ”

"It's not good!" Qian Wanjin slapped her hand down in disgust, and continued to arch her head, following the aroma to her.

Reaching her lips and touching her skin, she felt the softness and smoothness of her skin.

This warm and unfamiliar touch made him stop abruptly and freeze still.

The dark eyes were round, surprised and curious.

Shi Xianrou also froze.

He was too close, his lips touching her skin, the breath spraying on her neck, bringing out a damp feeling.

Extremely unfamiliar, and heart-pounding.

Shi Xian's soft cheeks quietly crept into a blush.

As he struggled to push the man away a little, he pressed his lips against him and moved.

Gently, tentatively, and slowly touched, like looking for a fun toy, the more I played, the more addictive I became, and finally I stuck out my tongue and licked it for a day.

"Qian Wanjin!"

"No Taste......"

The two of them spoke at the same time and turned their heads at the same time.

Caught off guard, his lips were stuck together.

There was a sudden silence in the carriage again.

In the silence and narrow space, I don't know whose heartbeat it is, thumping.

Qian Wanjin suddenly retreated.

His back was pressed against the wall of the car, and his round eyes looked at Shi Xianrou like a ghost.

What did he just do?

Damn, damn it, it scared him so much that he woke up, it was so scary!

"Sobered up?" The woman opposite raised her eyebrows and asked with a smile.

"The stone is delicate, and the stone is small...... It was just an accident, don't take it personally! I was so drunk that I didn't know anything, I couldn't count! It's really just an accident, you should take it as an accident! Actually, I didn't do anything! Qian Wanjin trembled and spoke incoherently.

"I was drunk just now, it was an accident. Now that the wine is sober, let's do something. ”

Qian Wanjin's eyes suddenly burst out, almost scared to pee, and glared at Shi Xianrou in horror, "What do you mean?!" ”

"That's what you mean." With that, Shi Xianrou pulled the man who was clinging to the wall of the car and hated to turn into a wallflower himself, and raised his head and pressed it to his lips.

The narrow, quiet space has almost no light, and the touch on the lips is therefore clearer.

It's just that it's sticking like this, and the breathing of the two people is rapid and messy one after another.

Stepping back slightly, Shi Xianrou asked, "Do you feel it?" ”

"It doesn't seem like there's a ......"

"Try again?"

"Ahem, you can try."

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A moment later, the man's dissatisfied voice sounded in the carriage, "Will you do it or not!" ”

"Not really."

"Then what to do, I won't either! But it's certainly not like that! ”

"Why don't we go and watch?"

"How? Do you want to take a peek? It's definitely not okay to peek at Feng Qingbai and Fu Nannan, and Liu Zhixia, that nerd, won't kiss Fu Yuzheng to show us in person......"

"It's not easy, go to the Qinglou to find someone, you can see anything you want."

Qian Wanjin immediately exploded, "Shi Qianrou, let me tell you, if you dare to go up to the Qinglou, I won't be done with you!" ”

"Is that still a kiss?"

"Dear! This time, it's me! ”

The coachman who was driving the carriage did not hold back, and the carriage turned in a zigzag shape, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly.

The young master is too innocent, this can't be done, he has to report to the master when he goes back, and let the master train and train.

Nothing, you can't be disgusted by Miss Shi when you look back?

This kind of thing is actually taught by a woman, and her face is gone.

Three days later, Liu Zhixia was pulled up from the bed by Mrs. Liu early in the morning, dressed in brand new clothes, and combed his hair meticulously.

After checking it a few times, and the dress etiquette was fine, he was told to send him out.

This time, the whole family did not send him to the gate of the palace, but only waited in the palace.

The elders say that they are not nervous, but in fact, how can they not be nervous?

This is the final exam that is crucial.

Standing on the Jinluan Palace, facing the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty to answer the test questions on the spot, there is no time to think more and revise it.

The answer is what it is.

This time, the results are based on the on-the-spot reaction.

Fu Yuzheng stood at the gate and saw the carriage disappear before turning around and walking back.

I didn't go back to the hall, but to my own small courtyard. Walk into the room and sit down at the wooden table in front of the window.

The face reflected in the bronze mirror was pale and bitter, and the eyes were dim.

On the bottom layer of the dresser, take out a neat handkerchief that has been washed and folded, and put it in the palm of your hand.

Lowered his head and touched the handkerchief against his face, full of attachment and reluctance.

It was the first time we met, and she was crying in the back garden, and he handed her a small handkerchief.

At that moment, this simple act inadvertently warmed her heart and made her pay more attention to him.

The bits and pieces of getting along with each other afterwards passed in front of her eyes, and each scene was haunted by warmth.

Haunting, throbbing after heartbeat.

He taught her what it's like to really like someone and what it's like to be liked by someone.

He gave her a taste of warmth, a taste of joy, a taste of happiness.

After being sensible, almost all the beauty she experienced was brought to her by that man.

So much so that gradually, he became all she had.

Such a beautiful person, there should be a better person worthy of him.

Fu Yuzheng is not worthy.

Fu Yuzheng, it's too dirty.

If she stays by his side, he will embark on a career in office, and once the past things break out, he will instantly become the target of public criticism and the laughing stock of the whole world.

Joke that he has an unchaste lady.

Wherever he went, he would be pointed out and ridiculed.

She doesn't want this, she doesn't want him to be hurt or wronged even a little bit because of her.

Selfishly enjoying his giving for so long, and receiving the most precious gifts from him, these were enough for her to spend the rest of her life.

It's time for her to let go.