Chapter 222 Drunk teaser?

Hearing Jian Yan's words, the corner of Wen Yi's mouth twitched.

With such a vicious tongue, it's easy to be single for a lifetime.

But having said that, Jian Yan's marriage fortune is blurred, she can't see clearly.

This is very strange. This is the case only when the physiognomist is facing himself.

Just as he was thinking, the green gauze curtain was raised, and a girl ran out crying and bumped into Wen Yi's shoulder.

Because of drinking, Wen Yi lost her former agility, and the other shoulder hit the wall hard, causing her to hiss in pain.

Then a big warm hand grabbed her shoulder.

"What's going on?" There was some urgency in the deep voice.

Wen Yi looked up, and saw Jian Yan frowning at her.

Wen Yi grinned, "A monster? You can talk to a girl."

Jian Yan frowned even tighter, "Have you been drinking?"

Wen Yi chuckled lightly, people who were not familiar with her could not see anything, but those who were familiar with her could see that the smile was a bit silly.

"I drank a little, but it's not good. It's not as good as Coke. What do you think people think? Why don't you just eat grapes?"

Jian Yan's handsome eyebrows slightly raised, "Drink too much?"

Wen Yi let out a 'huh', and shook off his hand, "How is it possible, it's just a little fruit wine, how could it be possible to drink too much."

Although I was a little dizzy, I definitely didn't drink too much, but if I continued to drink, I would definitely drink too much.

Wen Yi thought so in her heart, so she stopped drinking, but it can't be said that she drank too much.

Jian Yan was speechless, looking at the innocent Wen Yi, he stretched out his hand to grab her wrist and moved it into the green gauze tent.

Wen Yi couldn't stand still, and was dragged in by him.

Before she could react, a shadow came down and covered her, and then a big hand pulled the clothes off her shoulders, revealing her snow-white fragrant shoulders.

Wen Yi stood there dumbfounded, staring at Jian Yan in a daze, with only one thought in his mind.

Made, beat him to the ground!
Even though she thought so, she found that Jian Yan's strength was so great that she couldn't break free at all, which didn't match the 'weak Ninth Master' in her consciousness.

She always thought that even the five Jian Jiu masters could not beat her alone.

It must be because of drinking that he feels that he is strong!

Wen Yi's mind is very messy, especially at this time, she is thinking wildly here.

"Fortunately, there was no injury." Jian Yan pulled her clothes up.

Wen Yi tilted his head, "So you were checking to see if I was injured. I thought you were trying to take advantage of me."

Jian Yan: "..."

You can get drunk with a little red wine, which is really promising.

But I have to admit that the drunk Wen Yi is a little cute.

"Don't worry, it's just a bump. I'm not a weakling like you, so how could I get hurt?" Wen Yi smiled slightly, reassuring him.

Jian Yan: "?"

Who did she say was a weak chicken?

So, this is what she has in mind?
Is this the image of him in her heart!
Jian Yan's eyes gradually darkened, staring at Wen Yi who didn't know the so-called, suddenly approached her and said, "Shall I prove it to you?"

Wen Yi looked at the handsome face close at hand, and raised his hand to touch it, "Actually, you are quite handsome."

Jian Yan froze there for an instant, the hands on his face were soft as hell, and he caressed back and forth dishonestly.

"Do you want to play with fire?" Jian Yan's eyes darkened.

Wen Yi shook his head, "You can't play with fire, play with fire and pee on the kang."

Jianyan's thin lips were tightly pursed, looking at the delicate Wen Yi, he said unconsciously, "Do you still want to drink red wine?"

(End of this chapter)

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