Chapter 46 Is Sword Spirit drunk?

Author: Ming Weiwei

Chapter 46 Is Sword Spirit drunk?

A altar wine quickly bottomed out, and Yan Changan continued to open the second altar.

The dishes on the table have been eaten by the two of them, most of them have entered Shunong's mouth.

Yan Changan's hand did not know when there was another bowl, and the water was filled with water. Yan Changan clamped the vegetables and span it inside. When the clean water surface, he floated a layer of red oil. Yan Changan put the dishes into his mouth.

Yan Changan swallowed his mouth that the spicy taste was still not allowed to be underestimated. Seeing that the previous water was full of red oil, he bent down and took out a bowl from the basket. He just poured the water, glanced, and the beside him was strong.

I almost buried her face into a bowl, but Yan Changan brought a small bowl. Her face was small, and her entire face could not be buried into the bowl.

Shu Nong seemed to realize this. His face was wrinkled, and he seemed to use it.

Yan Changan then noticed her wrong. She quickly grabbed her shoulders with one hand, took the porcelain bowl with one hand, and forcibly separated the two.

I did n’t know Shunan turned his head, his eyes were covered with tears, and the committees fell into tears with grievances.

Yan Changan was shocked, blocking her hands with one hand, and quickly put down the porcelain bowl that was robbed in her hand.

Shu Nong couldn't grab it, shrugged sadly, and tears fell one by one. She seemed to feel uncomfortable her eyes. She reached out and rubbed her eyes with a chili hand.

Yan Changan hurriedly grabbed her wrist again, grabbing one with one hand.

Fortunately, her wrist was slender, Yan Changan put her two hands together, and one hand held a dream and held it. The other hand took out a clean and white, and no handkerchiefs with no pattern into her.

In his hand, let go of her wrist.

Who knew that Shurian squeezed the handkerchief and looked at the sun. He reached out and threw his handkerchief into his arms. He still had to wipe it with his hand.

Yan Changan couldn't, so he had to control her again, and wiped the tears in the corner of her eyes.

Shu Nong was still sobbing, and Dou Da's tears continued. Yan Changan wiped the left side and wiped the right side. Most of the handkerchiefs were soaked by her warm tears.

Yan Changan sighed, looked down at her, and eased the voice: "What are you crying?"

Fortunately, he asked, and Shunan cried even more fiercely, as if he couldn't hold it, and he also made an intermittent sobbing in his mouth.

"Woohoo ..."

Yan Changan pursed his lips slightly. He knew that Shu Nong looked like this because of seeing the Shu family. He did not understand the reason why Shu Nong did not return to the Shu family, and did not know how to comfort the crying girl.

Then, then

At this moment, Shu Nong broke her from her restraint, one hand pulled his placket, his head was closer, and he mounted slightly under his eyelids, even more sad: "The pain of the mouth."

".?"

Yan Changan bowed her head, her eyes looked at her lips along her voice, and suddenly silent.

Shurong blinked, and the crystal tear beads stubborn on the eyelashes fell. The corner of her eyes was red. Seeing that Yan Changan didn't speak, she became more and more aggrieved.

"..."

Yan Changan was silent for a moment, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised slightly, his eyes were slightly bent, and he reached out to get the water that had time to use before he had time to use.

Shuo was immersed in his emotions, and he didn't listen to what Yan Changan said, just grabbed his placket, and repeated again: "My mouth hurts."

Seeing that the person in front of her did not help her solve the problem, her eyes blinked a few times, the tears rolled one after another, and the tears rolled again in a row.

Yan Changan brought the water in front of her and corrected her: "It is spicy mouth."

Shunan looked down at the bowls that were stuck between the two of them, and slowly released Yan Changan's placket, stared at the water for a moment, and suddenly reached out and held the porcelain bowl.

Still stuffing your face into the bowl.

Yan Changan quickly supported her forehead.

Shu Nong didn't struggle, leaning softly on his palm, and even raised his head obediently according to his strength, only looking at him with only a pair of shiny eyes.

Yan Changan sighed again, and passed the water to her mouth like a fate: "Drink."

Suddenly, Shu Nong suddenly understood it. Finally, he no longer had to stuff his face into the bowl, one hand pulled his placket, and the other hand gently put on Yan Changan's wrist, then

Swallowing the water with his hand.

The behavior of the two of them is a bit close.

Shu Nong's face was close at hand. Yan Changan looked at her while tearing her tears and drinking water quietly. The heart seemed to be scratched by something, telling him to think of it when he tried the thirty -six layers of the trial tower.

He was very painful at the time, and his brain was uncomfortable. Even the sea of ​​knowledge was blocked by something. Even thinking could not be done. It was like being trapped in the abyss that could not escape.

Waiting for death hopelessly.

Until Shunong appeared, the other party was relieved from chaos.

He thought about his sudden throbbing, and Shurian was about to drink the clear water in the bowl with his wrist.

In fact, she was not really sensitive, and her mouth was so spicy that she couldn't bear it, but after eating so many heavy dishes, she inevitably felt thirsty.

The wine, which aggravated her thirst again.

The clear water in the bowl has bottomed out, but Shuo Nong is not satisfied.

She changed to hold Yan Changan's wrist and moved her eyes slowly, and finally fell on the stone table and was placed in a teapot with water in his side.

Schongan got up, his head was light, and Yan Changan had no time to support her, so she was almost hit by her sudden collision.

Yan Changan snorted, and she dangerous around her waist, and supported the stone table in time to avoid the ending of the two rolling on the ground together.

He didn't compare with the drunk, grabbing Shu Nong's waist and wanted to put the person down, but did not expect Shi Nong's posture in his arms, climbing to him.

"you--"

He will make a sound, Shu Nong moved in his arms, and flickered again. Yan Changan's face hit Shunong's abdomen fiercely.

He clearly heard that Shu Nong was "vomited", but she continued to move.

Yan Changan's face was dark, and his large palm squeezed Shuan's waist and slipped down.

Fortunately, Shu Nong got his wish, even if he was re -pressed on the stone bench by Yan Changan, he held a teapot with a smile.

She looked at Yan Changan, "hum", took the bowl just now, and poured herself a bowl of water.

She was still crying at the corner of her eyes, but she held a porcelain bowl with satisfaction and started drinking water.

She didn't want him to pour a bowl of water again. She was drunk and thought, and she touched the teapot with one hand.

Is it okay to grab it?
Chapter completed!