Ye Feibai went back with Su Ying in his arms, and the surroundings were deserted, with no one around.
Su Ying found a comfortable position in his arms: "Ye Feibai, you got me drunk on purpose, do you want to take me away early?"
"Sitting is boring." Ye Feibai did not deny it, anyway, his purpose of bringing Ying'er out today has been achieved.
Su Ying held her head with her hands: "This wine is so bad, my head hurts right now."
Ye Feibai hugged her arms tightly, and said distressedly: "Hey, I'll get someone to make you hangover soup when I go back."
"No, you have to share a headache with me..."
Ye Feibai looked down at the woman in his arms, she was very different from the past. At this moment, her face was flushed, her eyes were half-opened, her lips were tender and bright red, she looked really delicious.
Ye Feibai kissed her red lips: "Okay, whatever Yinger says is good, I will promise you."
After Ye Feibai carried Su Ying back to the bed, he ordered Luhen to get hangover soup.
Ye Feibai turned around, and saw her leaning on the bedside looking at him.
Ye Feibai only thought that her appearance was extremely cute, and her heart was unreasonably soft. He suddenly felt that it would be good to get her drunk.
Ye Feibai quickly stepped forward and pinched her cheek, getting closer to her, spraying warm breath on her face: "Ying'er, you look so pretty when you smile."
Su Ying snorted.
Ye Feibai asked again: "Ying'er, how is this king?"
"Not good." Su Ying waved her hand and complained, "You are not gentle at all!"
Ye Feibai only felt an evil fire rising up, and his eyes were dark.
He got closer to her, and his voice was soft and coaxing: "Why not gentle, did this king hurt you, and this king will show you?"
"Go away!" Su Ying pushed him away and sat up, wanting to pour herself a glass of water.
"I'll do it!" Ye Feibai was afraid that she would be scalded, so he hurriedly stepped forward to pour a glass of water for her, preparing to cool her down.
Su Ying grunted, glanced out of the corner of her eye, and suddenly saw a beautiful box not far away.
"What is this?" Su Ying hugged the box curiously.
She opened the box and saw that there was a piece of fine mink fur inside.
"It's mink fur!" A bright smile flashed across Su Ying's face, and she held the mink fur up in front of Ye Feibai, "This mink fur is very good and smooth, I like it very much."
"Okay, I like it very much." Ye Feibai said as she wanted, and fed her the cold tea.
After Su Ying drank the water, she carefully looked at the mink fur in her hand, looking like she couldn't put it down.
Su Ying said with a smile: "Winter is coming, I want to use a piece of mink fur to make gloves... But mink is hard to hunt."
Ye Feibai frowned, and suddenly remembered something.
Didn't Jinyang just kill a mink today, but this mink skin was delivered at this time.
Thinking of this, Ye Feibai felt a little unhappy, and reached out to snatch the mink fur from Su Ying's hand.
Su Ying refused to give in, hugged the mink fur in her arms, and said to Ye Feibai with some displeasure: "This is mine, I won't give it to you!"
Ye Feibai's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "I don't want this, I'll go hunt a mink for you tomorrow."
"No, this is enough!" Su Ying hugged the mink fur tightly, as if no one could take it away.
Looking at her moist black eyes, Ye Feibai gritted his teeth and said, "Su Ying, do you know who sent it? It's Jinyang."
Su Ying groaned, but didn't respond, turned around and walked towards the bed.
Ye Feibai looked at Su Ying's appearance, and suddenly felt a little annoyed, whether this woman knew what she was doing now.
Or, is this telling the truth after drinking? This is her truest thought
Ye Feibai held Su Ying's shoulders and turned her around. He looked at her seriously: "You are not allowed to accept what Jinyang gave you!"
Su Ying frowned faintly: "Why not?"
"Otherwise, the king will be impolite!" Ye Feibai said every word, and before Su Ying could react, he had already pushed Su Ying onto the bed.
Su Ying stared at him: "What are you doing?"
"Bullying you!" Ye Feibai tore off her collar, and attacked her with thin lips. His hot and gentle tongue penetrated into her mouth, following her tongue tightly.
He kissed her earnestly and persistently, sucking her sweet taste forgetfully.
"Hmm..." Su Ying instinctively wanted to resist.
Her hands were cut behind Ye Feibai's back, and the back of her head was forcefully covered by him. I don't know if it was because of the alcohol, her whole body was weak and limp, and she couldn't move.
Su Ying was dazed by the kiss, her mind went blank, she yelled softly: "It hurts."
"Where does it hurt?" Ye Feibai heard her shouting for pain, and the hostility all over his body dissipated, and asked her in a hoarse voice, "Where does it hurt."
"It hurts..." Su Ying frowned, looking at him with aggrieved expression.
Ye Feibai's heart was full of pity, he let her go, seeing that she was still resisting, he couldn't help stroking her head, "Where does it hurt? Tell me."
"It hurts here." Su Ying caressed her lips and said bitterly, "You actually bit me."
"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Ye Feibai couldn't laugh or cry when she saw Su Ying's appearance, she was like a child now. He leaned down and licked her lips lightly, "Does this still hurt?"
Su Ying said vaguely, "It doesn't hurt anymore."
"Then open your mouth, otherwise I will continue to bite you." Ye Feibai rubbed her face, his eyes were turbulent.
Ye Feibai has already made up his mind at this moment, he must take advantage of Su Ying's drunkenness to tease her well, she thinks it is rare for her to be so cute.
Su Ying refused: "Don't...you must want to bite my tongue!"
Ye Feibai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said solemnly: "No, I won't bite your tongue, I'll just lick it lightly, okay?"
Ye Feibai tempted Su Ying to open her lips slightly, his soft tongue slipped into her mouth like a small snake, his movements were gentle and ambiguous. He held her face in his hands and took a slight breath: "Look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"
"Well… "
Ye Feibai gradually deepened the kiss, attacking the city in her mouth.
Su Ying's mind became more and more confused, she only felt that she was about to suffocate, she pushed him away forcefully, gasping for breath: "I can hardly breathe!"
"Really?" Ye Feibai looked at her curiously, and pulled her clothes slowly, "It must be because you wear too many clothes that you can't breathe. I'll take them off for you."
Su Ying frowned, she felt that this was wrong.
Her white fingers tightly gripped her clothes, and the mink fur didn't know where she had thrown it for a long time.
Ye Feibai took the opportunity to throw the mink fur far away, where the two of them couldn't see it.