Ji Xubai still smiled lightly: "I will do it."
A slow cold wind blew in, and Wen Zhigu felt the coldness blowing on his face, and his fingertips felt slightly chilly.
Wen Zhigu lowered his eyes, stopped looking at him, and turned to leave.
She hoped that after this separation, they would never have anything to do with each other except the relationship between Jane...
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"It's okay, it's okay. You keep drinking, and I'll help him go to another place to vomit." On the other side of the banquet, Ruwei helped Wen Youyi, who was very drunk, and saw that Wen Youyi still wanted to As soon as he felt like vomiting, he quickly greeted Liqi and the others and left with Wen Youyi in his arms.
Originally, Wen Youyi didn't have to drink like this.
But because if she wasn't too arrogant, she would have to drink from everyone at the wine table. No matter what, Wen Youyi couldn't let her act like this here, so he could only drink the wine for her. Wen Youyi drank too much, and Wen Youyi's own drinking capacity was not very good, so he naturally became completely drunk.
If he hadn't taken the person to his tent, Wen Youyi would have stumbled all the way. Fortunately, she was the one who helped him, otherwise if those frail dancers came to help him, he would definitely have been brought down.
Yes, Ruwei is still thinking about that dancer.
She felt that Wen Youyi had to be controlled by herself, and other women should not even think about trying to get a single cent of it.
If Wen Youyi had not vomited enough, she dragged him into his tent, put Wen Youyi on the bed with a wave of her hand and let herself go, while she sent someone to prepare hot water.
Then he put a basin of hot water on the bedside table, twisted the wet handkerchief and went to bed, straddling him and patting his face, "Wake up?"
Wen Youyi was drowsy, frowned, and let out a hum mixed with low breathing from his nose.
If I didn't wake him up even after patting his face a few times, I couldn't bear to hurt this beautiful face anymore, so I had to wipe his face with a hot wet handkerchief. After wiping his face, He lowered his head and looked at the heavy armor he was wearing, then tugged on his belt hard, muttering in disgust: "It's not like we are going to fight, but we have to dress like this, who are we trying to show off to... "
If she hadn't thought about the cooing dancer, she couldn't help but snorted, and with all her strength, she pulled open his belt, and started to take off his clothes again. The strength of her hands was not gentle at all, so she pulled off his clothes. A matter of waiting for someone to change clothes turned into torture. Wen Youyi was tortured to the point of being forced to wake up. He frowned and suddenly held her hand down, with a sharp and rough voice: "What are you doing?" What… "
"What do you think I'm doing?" Ru Wei felt a little funny in his heart, but he slowly leaned down and looked at Wen Youyi close at hand, staring closely with a pair of charming eyes like a kitten Wen Youyi looked at it.
Wen Youyi was probably really drunk, and he felt that Ruwei's voice was more annoying than ever before.
It was like a kitten scratching his heart.
Moreover, she was sitting on him at this moment and still so close to him. This girl... was really shameless.
Wen Youyi's throat tightened and his voice almost became hoarse, "You, get up."
"No."
"Stop making trouble..."
Before he finished speaking, Ruwei reached out and hooked his neck, her face pressed against his.
The next moment, Wen Youyi's lips were suddenly blocked by something.
It has a very soft and sweet touch.
With a girly vibe.
Wen Youyi's whole body felt as if it was being roared by flames, getting hotter and hotter.