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Zhong Wuyan wanted to say something, but heard the sound of the wine jar falling to the ground and shattering, and then, she felt her shoulders sink, and Yan Xiaomo fell on her shoulders. Pinshu.com

In this regard, Zhong Wuyan smiled helplessly, but she didn't expect this girl's alcohol to be so poor.

Just as Zhong Wuyan wanted to send Yan Xiaomo back, she saw Han Xin walking towards her.

In Han Xin's eyes, it was no surprise that Wuyan saw gentleness, and his eyes were delicate, which was the only look that lovers have.

"Boss." Zhong Wuyan shouted in a low voice, and looked at Yan Xiaomo, who had fallen on top of him and did not forget to whisper, only to see that Yan Xiaomo's small mouth was slightly open, like a budding flower, which was very attractive.

Han Xin nodded, and then carefully hugged Yan Xiaomo from Zhong Wuyan's body, every movement was so gentle, so cautious, as if he was afraid that someone would accidentally wake up the person in his arms.

"General Zhong, you should rest early, you will leave early tomorrow morning." Princess Han Xin held Yan Xiaomo in her arms, Yan Xiaomo's body was light and almost weightless.

"Yes." Zhong Wuyan stood up and watched Han Xin leave with Yan Xiaomo in his arms.

looked at the wine jars all over the ground, and then looked at the jar that Yan Xiaomo had broken, and couldn't help but shake his head, this Yan Xiaomo's wine volume was really too low.

Yan Xiaomo only felt dizzy, her brows furrowed tightly, wasn't she drinking with Zhong Wuyan?

How do you feel like you're floating?

She opened her eyes with some difficulty, but she saw a grim face, but she couldn't see the expression on that face clearly.

"Ah Chang......" Yan Xiaomo thought that person was the king of Lanling, and couldn't help but murmur in a low voice.

Although the voice was small, Han Xin could still hear it clearly.

Who is the name that Xiaomo is shouting?

Back in the camp tent, Han Xin put Yan Xiaomo on the soft tiger skin couch, his slender fingers lingered on Yan Xiaomo's soft face, and the drunken Yan Xiaomo's face was three points naïve and seven points charming.

There was light in the tent, Yan Xiaomo opened her eyes slightly, but saw Han Xin sitting at the head of the bed.

"Jump?" Yan Xiaomo smiled innocently, and the crimson of her face was even more attractive.

"You're drunk."

Looking at Yan Xiaomo's smile, all of Han Xinxin's doubts disappeared, and his deep gaze fell on Yan Xiaomo's pink little mouth.

"Drunk? I'm not drunk, you see, I can get up and drink again. ”

Yan Xiaomo slowly sat up from the couch, and was about to drink, but found that there was no wine jar in her hand at all.

"Looking for what?" Seeing Yan Xiaomo's cute appearance, a smile flashed on Han Xin's face.

"Where's my jar?" As she spoke, Yan Xiaomo had already lifted the thin quilt and looked for it in the quilt, but she still didn't look for the tutor to drink a jar.

"The jar of wine is in my bosom."

Han Xin's face flashed a hint of teasing, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

Yan Xiaomo didn't doubt him, and really believed Han Xin's words, so she went directly to Han Xin's arms to find him, but accidentally threw herself into Han Xin's arms.

"Why, lie to me." Yan Xiaomo simply lay in Han Xin's arms, smelled the smell of Han Xin's body, and couldn't help but drill into Han Xin's arms again, the faint smell like pines and cypresses was particularly good.

The drunk Yan Xiaomo is also usually bold, and he also has his hands on Han Xin, moving left and right.

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