A mellow and refreshing aroma of wine spread, and the peacock princess drank a cup of Baihua Fairy Brew, and her whole body was as comfortable as if she was lifting the sun, as if hundreds of millions of pores in her body were blooming and spewing out of the glow.

"It's so comfortable......"

After a long time, the peacock princess woke up from the illusion and comfort brought by the immortal wine, her pink cheeks were red, her eyes were blurred, and she was obviously overwhelmed by the wine.

Ning Wuqian and the Hundred Flowers Fairy each took a sip, this Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew drank fragrant, no wine taste, but the stamina was very strong, even Ning Wuqian did not dare to drink a cup, the Hundred Flowers Fairy is a winemaker, but the amount of wine is not good, just one sip, the pretty face and jade neck are dyed with a layer of pink, and even the roots of the ears are red and bright.

What's more, the peacock princess actually drank a cup just now, and her stamina was up, and she was already drunk.

"It is worthy of the Three Realms Immortal Brew, drink a cup, and have no regrets in this life......"

The peacock princess slowly spit out a mouthful of wine, and her soft voice was tired of death.

"Sister, this fairy brew has a lot of stamina, it's better to drink!" The Hundred Flowers Fairy secretly blamed herself for not making it clear, and said, and filled another cup to the Peacock Princess.

Although she was a little drunk, the peacock princess was still conscious, and she didn't want to lose her temper after getting drunk, so she also learned to drink with the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

The two beauties spoke, but Ning Wujian couldn't interject into his mouth, so he had to admire the posture and appearance of the two daughters, watching the beauties drink is also a kind of enjoyment, the peacock princess and the flower fairy have a somewhat similar temperament, they are all revealing a noble atmosphere, and drinking wine is also revealing a kind of pleasing beauty.

The difference is that in the nobility of the peacock princess, there is a kind of softness of a water town woman, her skin is white and delicate, her body is uneven and symmetrical, and her white and flawless face still has the look of a gentle girl.

And the flower fairy in the purple dress is noble and graceful, exuding mature charm, elegant and glamorous. It is a seductive intellectual beauty, and from time to time she shows a playful, little woman posture, which adds to her allure.

The peacock princess is a pink lotus flower with buds waiting to be released, and the flower fairy is a gorgeous and charming peony, which is the best in the world.

When the woman spoke, she couldn't finish talking for three days and three nights, drinking the herbaceous brew and eating the elegant side dishes, and soon, a jar of potpourria brew was drunk. The Hundred Flowers Fairy and the Peacock Princess were already drunk and dizzy, and they didn't know what they were talking about.

Ning Wujian was also a little drunk, if it was a mundane wine, it didn't matter how much he drank, but this Hundred Flowers Immortal Brew was different, it could be called a spiritual liquid, which contained a rich aura, this kind of drunkenness. It is the intoxication from the soul to the body to the mind.

Moreover, the peacock princess and the Hundred Flowers Fairy talked as much as they could, and most of the altar was drunk by Ning Wuji, and his body was like a melting pot. It burned like a fire, and his waking consciousness was a little blurred.

"Sister, sister...... Sister, so envious...... I envy you...... There's one you love...... Love, Lang Jun!"

The peacock princess lay on the table. Exhaled Nalan and looked at Ning Wuqian with a hint of shame. "I ...... But I ...... But trapped in ...... This Peacock Villa, although it is excessive...... Dressed in abundance...... Foot...... Adequate food ...... But no...... Without...... Freedom!"

After drinking and spitting out the truth, the peacock princess's misty beautiful eyes had a faint mist, a trace of grievance appeared on her red cheeks, and the glass cup in her hand fell to the side and fainted.

“...... Husband...... It's mine...... Good husband ......"

The Hundred Flowers Fairy snuggled up to Ning Wuji, muttering softly, with a happy face, and had already fallen asleep.

"Come on, send the peacock princess and the flower fairy back to the boudoir, and wait for your life!"

The vague consciousness was still a little sober, and Ning Wuqian summoned the maids in the village, and those maids helped the peacock princess and the flower fairy up with their hands and feet and sent them back to the boudoir.

Ning Wujian was also drunk in a daze, unconscious.

In the middle of the night, the cool wind woke up Ning Wujian who was sleeping, felt a little cold, staggered up, and walked towards the row of dimly lit boudoirs, following the familiar fragrance of the flower fairy jade body flowers, Ning Wuqian pushed open the door of the house.

There were pastries and tea on the table in the outhouse, and Ning Wuqian poured himself a cup of tea, which made his body drunk a lot, but the immortal brew was drunk from the spirit, and his consciousness was not very sober.

Drinking the first jar of Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew, he didn't drink much, almost all of them were drunk by the little guy, and he didn't have this groggy feeling at this time, but he didn't know that this Hundred Flowers Fairy Brew had such a big stamina.

"Hmm...... Husband...... Pervert...... Don't leave Yan'er ......"

In the inner room, the Hundred Flowers Fairy muttered softly, as if dreaming, Ning Wuqian stood up and lifted the curtain across the inner room, on a large bed, in the pink gauze tent, the Hundred Flowers Fairy was lying down, covered with a pink quilt and whispering softly.

Revealing a delicate face that charms all beings, that beautiful suffocating face, delicate as fat, snow-skinned, bright and enchanting. The melon seed face containing the classical charm, the skin is like clotted fat, dreamy like poetry, exuding a faint and soft luster, which seems to be smoother than silk and satin, more white than jade, with moth eyebrows and bright eyes and bright teeth.

The lip petals, like rose petals, are delicate and seductive. In the pure and clear eyes, there was a faint haze, fluorescent flickering, like a slightly rippling water wave, curling charming eyelashes, and gently trembling from time to time. It is as silky as silk, revealing a swan-like neck, as white as jade.

"Husband...... Husband......"

The long eyelashes of the Hundred Flowers Fairy trembled, her face frowned, she cried out anxiously, tears flowed from her beautiful eyes, and her right hand stretched out over her porcelain jade-like cheeks, and her right hand stretched out in mid-air, as if she was holding on.

Seeing this scene, Ning Wuqian's heart trembled, in all fairness, his feelings for the Hundred Flowers Fairy were very complicated, and he used to leave, or the possessiveness in his heart, as well as the Hundred Flowers Fairy's eyes that were very similar to hers, so that he was willing to approach the Hundred Flowers Fairy, really speaking, it was love, and he was more of a love for her face.

But at this time, the whisper of the Hundred Flowers Fairy in the dream, the anxious call, but deeply imprinted into his heart, in the last life, he had already borne a woman, do you want to miss it again?

With the wisdom of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, he should also know his love, but he still pounced on it without hesitation like a moth, how could he let the Hundred Flowers Fairy treat each other like this, and let a woman cry for him?

Holding tightly the Lotus Leaf that the Hundred Flowers Fairy was grasping in mid-emptiness, Ning Wuqian sat on the edge of the bed, put the Soft Wattle that had become cold outside to his mouth and breathed softly, and gently brushed the hair that was messy and hanging on his forehead due to nightmares with one hand.

Rou Yi grabbed Ning Wuji's hand tightly, a smile slowly appeared on the face of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, her frowning brows stretched, and she whispered softly, "Husband, we will always be together, don't be separated...... Yan'er, I love you so much!"

"Fools, all fools......"

Ning Wujian gently wiped away the tears on the cheeks of the Hundred Flowers Fairy and sighed.

The Hundred Flowers Fairy slowly opened her eyes, she drank a lot better than the peacock princess, she had a nightmare just now, she was a lot more sober, and saw Ning Wujian waiting by the bedside, holding her hand and putting it to her mouth to breathe, still wiping her tears, the slightest warmth turned into a spring breeze, blowing through her heart.

"Husband......" The Hundred Flowers Fairy was full of tenderness in her heart and called softly.

Ning Wujian saw the Hundred Flowers Fairy wake up, looked at him affectionately, and smiled lightly, "Woke up, had a nightmare?"

"Hmm...... I was so scared that it was just a dream! When I woke up, my husband suddenly disappeared, and I didn't know what to do. ”

Ning Wuqian looked at the sad face, lowered his head, lightly touched the forehead of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, and pinched her Qiong's nose, "Silly, one day husband and wife for a hundred days, Yan'er has called her husband, such a lady like flowers and jade, how can I be willing to leave?"

"Well...... happy jaw, the Hundred Flowers Fairy saw Ning Wuqian sitting on the edge of the bed, shy, "Husband, it's cold down there, you, you come up to accompany Yan'er...... Let's sleep together!"

After saying a word, the Hundred Flowers Fairy blushed on her cheeks, lowered her head, and the last few words were almost inaudible, and it was indeed a challenge to her courage for a classical and conservative woman to say such embarrassing words.

Although the Hundred Flowers Fairy has been with Ning Wuqian for half a month, she has never slept together, and in the heart of the Hundred Flowers Fairy, sleeping in the same bed should also be after the church and getting married.

But tonight, when she saw her lover sitting on the edge of the bed and waiting for herself, that kind of happiness overwhelmed her, and she could feel that in addition to possessiveness, there was also a kind of love in Ning Wuji's gaze at her, which was love from the bottom of her heart, not admiration for her appearance.

It also has the effect of the brewing strength of the Hundred Flower Fairy, which makes the Hundred Flower Fairy feel a lot more relaxed, and even has some expectations in her heart.

"No need, I'll watch you fall asleep......" Ning Wujian smiled lightly, he knew that the Hundred Flowers Fairy wanted a legitimate cave room, but after drinking, he couldn't keep his consciousness under control when he got into bed, and he didn't want to hurt the Hundred Flowers Fairy.

"Yan'er will be distressed, husband come up......" The Hundred Flowers Fairy looked at Ning Wuqian pitifully.

Seeing this, Ning Wuqian had no choice but to nod, take off his coat, shoes and socks, the Hundred Flowers Fairy lifted the corner of the quilt, and the bewitching figure was gradually revealed, and Ning Wuqian was dumbfounded, the Hundred Flowers Fairy was only wearing a close-fitting belly pocket, and the snow-white ruddy breasts were beautiful and proud.

Seeing Ning Wujian staring at his body, his hot gaze made the Hundred Flowers Fairy Jade face blush and hot, the perfect jade face was red, and the shy and watery pair of beautiful eyes stared straight at the man next to her, her eyes showed confusion and infinite tenderness, "Husband, ......"

This voice seems to be angry, like a complaint, like admiration, coquettish and infinite, shouting that Ning Wuwu's soul is about to fly!(To be continued......)