Forced to become the top darling in the world of cultivating immortals

In a restaurant in Buzhou City, three people sat in a private room, and a graceful woman served dishes.

These dishes are all fairy products that ordinary people can't eat.

Shen Zhen and Yan Ling hit it off right away, and they chatted happily during the dinner, drinking and chatting late into the night.

Yan Shenzheng could only sit aside with a dark face.

"You are very similar to my old friend." Shen Zhen patted Yan Ling's shoulder and said with a tear in his voice, "He is very nice, and I don't know how he is doing now."

If Yan Yan hadn't appeared cautiously, she and Si Yan would really become a loving couple who respect each other as guests.

"I also hit it off with my nephew. My nephew and the wife in my dreams are just the same." Yan Ling shook his wine glass and said, "Let me do the calculation...to calculate..."

"Ah... Nephew... You and I are destined..."

"Huh?" Shen Zhen patted his forehead, looking at Yan Ling, who was already drunk, with doubts.

Yan Ling said with a smile, "You are mine...my...well..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell asleep and fell asleep.

Yan carefully snatched the wine glass from Shen Zhen's hand, and pulled her into his arms, "Your old friend?"

"...Well, so...the old man...who married me...uh..."

Marriage?old friend?
Now that you're so drunk, what's on your mind is Si Yan?

You really love each other, the one is willing to stop the car at all costs for you, and you still think about him.

Yan cautiously pinned the back of Shen Zhen's head and bit her lip as if punishing her.

"Let go...let me go..." Shen Zhen patted Yan's solemn cheek, "let go..."

"Let go?" Yan grabbed her hand cautiously, and the two of them arrived in a bedroom in an instant.

Pressing Shen Zhen on the bed, Yan carefully stroked her drunken face, and raised her eyelids, "Shen Zhen, look at me."

"Look... I can't see clearly..." Shen Zhen was so drunk that he couldn't get out of his mind, and he couldn't see the blurry figure in front of him clearly.

She just wanted to find someone to drink to vent the pent-up irritability in her heart.

It just so happens that there are people who hit it off...

It's just that when you wake up, why is it so cold?

Shen Zhen suddenly opened his eyes, and raised his head belatedly...

Hiss...drunk and misleading people.

She and Yan Shenzheng were lying naked in this strange room, and they hugged each other tightly.

She swore that even if something big happened, she would never get drunk again.

It's just that the sage Yan Ling looks exactly like Si Yan, which really surprised him.

Later, when he sobers up, he will go to Xuxu again.

I always feel that my intuition can't be wrong, and I feel that this sage of words is Si Yan.

He has the same divine brilliance as Si Yan.

"Ah..." Shen Zhen was lost in thought, and couldn't help but hum softly.

Yan carefully bit her shoulder dissatisfied.

At this time, is she still thinking about other men?

It is a common saying in the world that if a woman has skin-to-skin contact with a man, her heart will slowly cling to him. Why is her heart still unswervingly directed towards Si Yan?

"Speak carefully, what happened last night?" He woke up?

Yan Shen carefully closed his eyes and started talking nonsense indifferently, "Last night, you were so drunk that you passed out and said that I was like an old friend in your heart, and you insisted on pestering me..."

During the speech, regardless of Shen Zhen's struggle, he squeezed her chin with his big hand, "Shen Shen, you said that I resemble your old friend, who do I resemble?"

"Speak carefully...you can't do this!" Shen Zhen's body was sore, his shoulders were so sore that he couldn't use his strength, and his hand was so strong that it wanted to crush her entire cheek.