Sheng Zhiyu seemed to pause for a moment, lowered his head, buried himself in the soft mink fur, and smelled the scent of someone he was familiar with. After a while, he raised his head, feeling a little more awake, and his voice They were all speechless, "Xili?"
Ji Xili stood there and stared at him bitterly.
Sheng Zhiyu seemed to want to stand up, but just as he was about to stand up, he felt his body swaying and couldn't stand steady at all.
Ji Xili was afraid that he would fall, so he didn't care about being angry. He hurried over to help him. Sheng Zhiyu in turn hugged her waist and pulled her tightly into his arms. He lowered his head and buried his head in her neck. He took a deep breath, his breath was filled with the aroma of burning wine, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Is it you? Xili, is it Xili?"
Ji Xili was a little out of breath after being hugged by him, but he still stubbornly said to him: "No!"
However, Sheng Zhiyu breathed on her neck. Ji Xili's skin was tender, and when he bit her, her white neck turned pink. Sheng Zhiyu bit her there, very hard.
Ji Xili groaned in pain, "Don't bite... I..."
"It's Xili." Sheng Zhiyu hugged her tightly and hummed, "When Xili screamed, this was the sound."
Ji Xili: "..."
How can anyone recognize people so well... this stinky gangster!
Ji Xili hit him on the back angrily, "Let go!"
"Xili, I didn't touch anyone else."
Ji Xili was still angry, but when she heard these low and dull words, her nose suddenly turned sore. She bit her lips tightly, fearing that she would cry, and the hand that hit him on the back slowly and hard Press on his back, hug him tightly, and bury yourself in his arms.
"You don't want me to marry someone else. If you don't feel sorry for yourself, I still feel sorry for my queen." He has carefully cared for the person he loved for so many years, how could he let her suffer such injustice as soon as she married him? reason…
Ji Xili sniffed and hugged him tightly, but still felt that it was not enough to express her emotions at the moment, so she couldn't help but stand on tiptoes and kiss his chin.
Ji Xili was still a little ashamed. Before going to Beige, she had always regarded Sheng Zhiyu as her younger brother. Even though she accidentally discovered that he had secretly kissed her after being drunk at a banquet a few years ago, She just thought it was a young man's impulsive act. She never thought that one day, she would marry Sheng Zhiyu.
When the two hugged each other and kissed like this, she felt the oppression brought by Sheng Zhiyu.
She was obviously two years older than him, but Sheng Zhiyu was taller than her, and Ji Xili couldn't reach him even if he wanted to kiss him.
Sheng Zhiyu seemed to be stiff, but then he realized something and picked up Ji Xili, pressed him against the tree and kissed her lips.
The night is hazy, the lake not far away is sparkling, the breeze is blowing slowly, the moonlight shines into the gaps between the trees, there are bright and mottled lights and shadows everywhere, and the blurred and warm light shrouds the pair of figures under the tree. .
Ji Xili's lips were wet from his kiss, as if he himself had been tainted with such an intoxicating aroma of wine, and his mind was getting a little confused.
Ji Xili still had some sense left. He gasped and slightly opened his red lips and said, "Go back to the palace..."
"Okay..." Sheng Zhiyu picked her up.
"where you go?"
"Purple Spirit Palace."
"This way!"
Ji Xili felt that she couldn't believe that this guy could carry her back to the palace when he was so drunk. Moreover, it was so late at night that he was ashamed of her even if he was not ashamed.