Crown Jewels

Chapter 161 Refreshing Fruit Wine

The young man's words were inexplicable, and the words were scattered in the night wind, and he couldn't quite hear them clearly.

"what--"

In sight, Song Yan's eyes were astonishingly bright, and he glanced at the beams above the main house.

Following the young man's gaze, Gu Baozhu looked at the bricks and tiles whose color could not be seen in the night, and seemed to understand the young man's intentions.

While Gu Baozhu was hesitating, her wrist was firmly held by the young man. She couldn't help but follow Song Yan's footsteps. The breeze gently blew over their cheeks. At this moment, she also forgot what her reaction was, and just followed him subconsciously. Half repelled, she seems to be sure of one thing, she is not afraid that she will be hurt, as if subconsciously, he will protect her.

"excuse me--"

The young man's voice was clear and bright, and there was already a bamboo ladder built under the beams of the house. Just when Gu Baozhu was in a daze, his feet suddenly hung in the air, and he fell into a firm embrace. The young man's wrist was supported by his ankle and back shoulder, It is about to climb up the bamboo ladder.

"Song... Song Yan—"

The woman's panicked and worried voice floated in the air, and Gu Baozhu felt that Song Yan was crazy.

The arrow wound on his left shoulder hasn't healed yet, so what if the wound is pulled while holding himself like this?

Gu Baozhu subconsciously struggled to make the young man stop, but in an instant Song Yan had reached the second level, because of her movements the young man gasped instantly.The woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to struggle immediately, she quickly and obediently nestled in his arms, not wanting to burden him.

Holding the bamboo ladder, the young man raised his head to look at the beams of the house, the firmness in his eyes did not back down.

The muffled voice of the woman came from the chest, with a bit of restrained displeasure.

"Song Yan—"

"Stop messing around, let's go down quickly."

"You have a shoulder injury, you can't waste your body like this, if you really want to go to that beam, I promise you, next time I come to your village to practice archery, I will accompany you, okay, wait for the wound on your shoulder It's better, I will definitely accompany you up—"

Standing at a high place, Gu Baozhu's voice pierced through the cool wind, bringing out a trembling broken feeling.

The concern in the words warmed Song Yan's heart. He never felt burdened, as if because of a word from his sweetheart, his blood boiled instantly and he was able to resurrect on the spot. He exerted endless energy all over his body, and even the pain in his left shoulder was temporarily forgotten by him. .

The young man licked his lips, lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, his throat was swollen and overflowed with a gentle smile, which made his chest tremble.

Gu Baozhu's cheek was pressed against the boy's chest, she could feel the warmth coming through the clothes, the boy's low laughter and the tremor in her chest made her blush a little bit, and after she recovered from a daze, The whole person has been safely sent to the beam by Song Yan'an.

The cold temperature of the bricks and tiles under her body was already shielded by Song Yan's cloak cushion, and the boys sat side by side for her to lean on.

Seeing that the two had already boarded the beam, and that the wound on Song Yan's left shoulder did not ooze blood, Gu Baozhu finally let go of his hanging heart, but when he met Song Yan's smiling eyes, he still couldn't help but glared angrily and made up his mind his eyes.

The scenery on the beams is different from that on the ground. The mountains and rivers in the distance are misty under the moonlight, and there are faintly dotted candles, which gather in the sight to form the lights of thousands of families at the foot of the ancient mountain that are visible to the naked eye. In the air, when Gu Baozhu stretched out his hand, he felt a heroic feeling that he could pick up the stars.

It is said that climbing high and looking far away, Gu Baozhu felt for the first time that there would be such a unique scene on the eaves at night.

Slowly close your eyes, and subconsciously put your body weight on the young man beside you. The slow and long breath can make you exhale the deepest depression in your heart. When you open your eyes again, the woman in Song Yan's sight, The corners of the lips are already raised.

"Song Yan—"

"I want to drink—"

"That kind of sweet and sour fruit wine, the kind that makes people forget all their troubles after being slightly drunk."

Gu Baozhu's voice was soft, with a slight hook at the end, bringing out a bit of coquettishness.

Under the cool night, it was rare for her to savor some fun, and she subconsciously felt that at this moment, it would be more fulfilling to be accompanied by a jug of fine wine.

As if she was afraid that Song Yan would not agree, the woman turned her head, her bright eyes showed some expectations, and she just looked at the young man beside her without blinking, obviously without urging, but it quickly broke Song Yan's heart.

The boy's throat subconsciously rolled, and the moonlight reflected in the woman's eyes, showing a bit of sexiness. Gu Baozhu blinked, and almost looked away, thinking of how wonderful it would be to be accompanied by fine wine under the beautiful scenery of a good night things.

Once she is interested, she has a kind of stubbornness that will not give up until she achieves her goal. Now that her son is grinding others, she has no burden.

"Song Yan—"

The woman's voice came again, and Song Yan's eyes subconsciously fell on the crook of his arms, shaking his slender hands.

The moonlight was matched with the golden flowers on the woman's fair forehead, and the cool breeze dyed Gu Baozhu's cheeks a thin blush.

Song Yan stared blankly at Gu Baozhu in front of him, only feeling that the frequency in his chest was beating uncontrollably.

Cough cough--

The boy covered his lips with his hands, and his eyes quickly retracted from the woman's cheeks like an electric shock.

"wait for me--"

He didn't intend to embarrass her at first, so he told Gu Baozhu to sit still, the young man quickly got up, and along the bamboo pole under the eaves, the two jumped down nimbly when they saw him, watching Gu Baozhu's eyes shine, full of admiration.

The undisguised light in the woman's eyes made the corners of Song Yan's lips curl up slightly after landing. Watching her walk out from the worried and irritable mood at dusk, the young man felt a sense of accomplishment that made him happy.

Don't worry about her being alone, Song Yan went directly to the small kitchen above Zhuangzi without further delay.

At the foot of the ancient mountain, the originally bright lights of thousands of families gradually went out one by one.

The sky above the head began to become darker and darker, and the natural moonlight and starlight were even more dazzling.

Song Yan climbed up to the eaves, sat down in front of the woman, took another layer of cloak and put it on her shoulders, and under Gu Baozhu's bright eyes, handed her the peach wine in his hand.It was rare for her to be so happy, and Song Yan didn't want to hold her, left and right, now he was by her side.

The bottle neck of fruit wine is thinner, which is just right when held in a woman's hand.

The red seal of the cork was opened, Gu Baozhu raised his neck and took a sip, the sourness of the fruit wine and the aftertaste of the wine came.

Hearing the woman's contented sigh, Song Yan's nose was a little itchy, and he quietly took out the jar of wine from behind.

The red wine seal was flipped off, and Song Yan sniffed it close to his nose.

"Song Yan, stop—"

The woman's coquettish voice came, and Song Yan's back was slightly stiff. Under Gu Baozhu's gaze, he resealed the wine with some regret.

With injuries on his body, it's okay to take Gu Baozhu up to the eaves, but he can't touch alcohol willfully.

At the beginning, Song Yan just wanted to smell the alcohol addiction.

Seeing that he honestly handed over the wine jar to herself, Gu Baozhu nodded in satisfaction. Under Song Yan's regretful gaze, she raised her neck and took a sip. An unprecedented sense of comfort.

The fruit wine with a clear nose, accompanied by the cool night breeze, smelled particularly fresh and pleasant. Song Yan's eyes fell on Gu Baozhu involuntarily. It looks brighter and brighter.

Sensing Song Yan's gaze, Gu Baozhu turned her head subconsciously, her gaze was a little blurred with joy, a little less the sense of distance given by that bright and beautiful appearance, and a little more of the indulgent and free-spirited coquettishness.

(End of this chapter)