Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 339
above the bricks and tiles.

Two figures sneaked around.

"Did you see that? What are the princess and the regent doing now?" Qing Yuan tugged on Cen Bin's sleeve and asked eagerly.

Because she has not practiced martial arts, her natural eyesight is not very good.

But Cen Bin has martial arts and can see farther than her. Right now, Cen Bin tells her every move in the lake pavilion.

"They're still drinking." Cen Bin withdrew his gaze and said flatly.

"They have been drinking for an hour, why are they still drinking? Is there any intimate gesture?" Qing Yuan asked expectantly.

Right now the flowers are full and the moon is full, and it is New Year's Eve again.

Something should happen.

"It seems that there is..." Cen Bin was silent for a moment, and then replied awkwardly.

Qing Yuan's eyes lit up, "What kind of intimate move? Are they kissing? Or are they doing something between husband and wife?"

Cen Bin panicked when Qing Yuan asked him, but fortunately, the hazy night covered up the unnaturalness on his face.

Seeing that Cen Bin hadn't spoken for a long time, Qing Yuan shoved angrily, "Hurry up and answer."

"Aunt Qingyuan, I told you not to push and push casually, otherwise it would be bad if you fell off." Cen Bin said solemnly.

"Hurry up and tell me, what happened in the Huxin Pavilion?" Qing Yuan was impatient, and turned a deaf ear to Cen Bin's words, but continued to ask.

Cen Bin sighed, and replied truthfully: "The two of them are fighting over the jug."

"Grab the flagon?" The game between husband and wife is so confusing now.

"No, to be precise, the princess is grabbing the flagon. It seems that the princess still wants to drink, but my master won't allow it." Cen Bin added.

"That is to say, the two of them are talking about it now?" Qing Yuan asked with surprise on her face relying on her extraordinary imagination.

Cen Bin thought for a moment, and seeing Qing Yuan's eager eyes, he could only bite the bullet and say, "It can be understood in this way."

"Let me take a look." Qingyuan immediately regained her spirits, and squinted her eyes to look hard.

"Aunt Qingyuan, don't you have poor eyesight?" Cen Bin gave Qingyuan a strange look.

"Gossip creates miracles, maybe I just saw it?" Qing Yuan replied.

Seeing that the excellent viewing position was occupied by Cen Bin, she glanced at Cen Bin and said, "Move to the side and let me take a good look at it."

Cen Bin remained motionless, and then said: "Aunt Qingyuan, don't play around on the roof, just ask me what you want to see, and I will tell you the truth."

Qing Yuan refused very emphatically, "Have you ever heard what seeing is believing? I just want to see how far our princess and your regent will develop tonight. Can your elm brain understand? "

Cen Bin was rendered speechless by Qing Yuan.

And he was not good at words.

He could only look at Qing Yuan eagerly.

"Get out of the way quickly." Qing Yuan pushed again.

"Aunt Qingyuan, why don't we change positions, this place is too high, I'm afraid you will fall." Cen Bin said.

"You're kidding, my girl is light, how could she fall off the roof, unless you push me, otherwise I will never fall in my life, and I won't fall if you fall!"

Qing Yuan said viciously.

However, because she kept pushing and pushing Cen Bin, Cen Bin was already strong and heavy, so no matter how much he pushed and pushed, he remained motionless.

On the contrary, Qingyuan pushed herself farther and farther without realizing it.

"Guard Cen, don't shake your legs." Qing Yuan said seriously when she noticed that the tiles under her body were loose.

"I didn't shake my legs." Cen Bin looked innocent.

"Then I -- ah --" Qing Yuan was full of doubts at first, but before she finished speaking, she only felt a lightness in her body, as if she was in free fall, and rolled off the beam.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Cen Bin quickly flew down, "Aunt Qingyuan!"

Looking at that eager figure, Qing Yuan felt a warm current in her heart.

……

"Qingyange, don't drink it." Jiuque raised the jug high and said to Qingyange seriously.

At this moment, Qingyange smelled of alcohol all over his body, his eyes were blurred, and there were two spots of drunkenness on his face, like a sunset glow.

"Hi~" Qing Yange hiccupped, and the strong smell of alcohol rushed towards Jiu Que.

Qing Yange also stood up staggeringly, fixed her eyes on the high-raised flagon, opened her mouth and smiled, "Hey, just another glass, just one glass."

After Qing Yange finished speaking, she made a gesture to grab the flagon.

The wine jug that seemed so close at hand in Qingyange, she could get it with a light leap.

However, because she drank alcohol, her body was as heavy as a thousand catties.

Before she could grab the jug, she swayed slightly and fell into Jiu Que's arms.

She pressed her small face tightly to Jiu Que's neck, and her strong breath fell on Jiu Que's smooth and flawless long neck like a swan.

"It smells so good~" Qing Yange narrowed her eyes slightly, smelling the faint fragrance, she smiled so sweetly, a kitten that stole a fishy smell.

The beauty in Jiu Que's eyes is full of beauty, the little thing in his arms is restless, his hands are wandering around his body indiscriminately, the fragrance on his body is mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, it smells very good, and his soft body moves gently .

For a moment, Jiu Que felt tense all over his body, his cold eyes were as deep as a bottomless pool, his Adam's apple was sliding up and down, and a certain part of his body was very hot.

Jiu Que pursed his lips, put the jug on the table, and wanted to pull Qingyange out of his arms, "You're drunk, let's go back and have a rest."

Seeing that she was about to leave that warm embrace that made her nostalgic, Qing Yange immediately stretched out her claws, and stuck tightly to Jiu Que's body like an octopus, muttering, "Isn't it~"

"Qingyange, do you know what you are doing?" The blue veins on Jiuque's forehead popped out, and he took a deep breath to suppress the evil pressure.

Qing Yange turned a deaf ear to Jiu Que's words. She saw the protrusion on Jiu Que's neck sliding up and down while speaking, and her mind moved.

In the next second, she stuck out the tip of her tongue like a kitten, and gently licked that spot.

In an instant, Jiu Que's evil aura that had been suppressed with great difficulty swept over again, even with a stronger clamor, he gasped.

"Light, smoke, song." He slowly spit out three words, his eyes were already stained with unknown emotion.

Qing Yange continued to lick without realizing it.

At the end, she raised her head, her eyes were touching, and her smile was like a flower, "It's so sweet~"

"Qingyan Song, I can't bear it anymore."

Jiu Que's eyes darkened, and he finally picked up Qing Yange by the waist, and flew towards the shore.

Qingyange felt as light as a little swallow, flying in the air.

She asked innocently, "Where are we going?"

Jiu Que's seductive thin lips whispered in Qingyange's ear, "bridal chamber."

(End of this chapter)