My queen is still pure

Chapter 60

"Hehe...you just use this, you are a woman, you can't drink so much at once." Ling Fengyu shook her head disapprovingly, and filled up the small cup in front of her.

"What's wrong with women? Women are not as good as men? It's a joke, just drinking, what's the problem?" Yan Youyou angrily picked up the small wine glass that discriminated against herself, and drank it boldly, although she said that the taste was not so pungent. Nose, but after all, it was the first time that he drank so fast, he couldn't help but choked on the pungent smell, and blushed and coughed a few times.

"Yuyou, are you okay? Look, I told you not to be brave. Although wine is a good thing, you can't drink it so recklessly. What I said just now didn't mean to look down on women, but to think that if a woman drinks with a bowl Leaking from the mouth, it will be bad if the clothes are dirty, but we men are different, we will leak a little bit, don't be afraid." Ling Fengyu explained what he said just now, in order not to let Yan Youyou misunderstand, he proved the truth He picked up the bowl, and although he was very careful when drinking, a few drops still leaked out, and a few drops of wine stained his clothes.

"So that's the case, haha...Feng Yu, I misunderstood you, come on, I'll punish myself with a drink!" After finishing speaking, Yan Youyou nodded and downed another glass. This time, she also imitated not She drank it so impulsively just now, but let the wine flow down her throat little by little, the hot feeling seemed to be burning, from her mouth to her throat and then to her stomach, there was definitely a different feeling ,Very comfortable.

"How is it? Is it much better now? Hey...don't drink so fast, be careful, you will get drunk." Seeing that she hadn't put down the glass, Ling Fengyu happily poured another glass and drank it down. This went back and forth It's been three cups. It's still a question of whether her small body can bear it.

"Feng Yu, when you lead troops to fight, when you go to the battlefield, do you drink for fun?" Yan Youyou thought about what she watched in TV dramas, those generals and soldiers would drink a glass of wine before going into battle.

"Yes! And those little soldiers were all impassioned at that time. They drank the glass of wine with enthusiasm, and then followed me to kill the enemy heroically!" Ling Fengyu seemed to suddenly recall the scene at that time , couldn't help but speak again: "The young soldiers, one by one, swore their faith impassionedly, and then desperately killed the enemy on the battlefield, but every time I turned around, I saw them fall one after another, And the other group will rush up without hesitation and continue to kill the enemy. At that time, I swear, I will not waste their blood in vain, I will win the battle! I will make their wishes come true!"

Ling Fengyu's voice was a little trembling, as if he was excited for those brave warriors who passed away. His victory was won by these brothers without blood. He will never forget them, those childish young faces .

"Feng Yu, on behalf of myself, I respect you, respect you, respect those young warriors!" After finishing speaking, she raised her cup and touched the bowl in Ling Fengyu's hand, making a clear and crisp sound. Gulu drank it in one gulp.

At this time, her face was already a little rosy, much prettier than before, Ling Fengyu also raised her head to drink up, and didn't speak any more.

"Feng Yu, did you miss home when you were fighting?" Yan Youyou asked suddenly, her voice was a little dazed, she opened her somewhat misty eyes to look at the sunset in the sky, she couldn't help but curled her lips, as if she saw something , "I miss home very much, and I also want to go home very much. Do you miss home? The kind that you miss very much, wishing...to grow a pair of wings and fly back."

Ling Fengyu was stunned, then nodded, looked at her face with burning eyes, and said seriously: "I think, I really want to go home, I want to grow a pair of wings and fly back. If I have a pair of wings, I will definitely not miss my Shouldn't have missed it."

Yan Youyou felt her head swell, her head was a little dizzy, and her face was on fire. Is this the stamina of the wine?This feeling...is very comfortable, as if I don't want to think about anything.

"Then you...do you regret it?" Listening to what he said in his ear, Yan Youyou answered, does he regret it?If he came back, wouldn't 'Yan Youyou' be the queen mother?
Ling Fengyu didn't speak anymore, he raised his head and downed a large bowl of wine, his eyes were dark with pain.

"Hehehe...Feng Yu, let me tell you a secret, okay... okay?" Yan Youyou picked up another glass of wine, drank it, then narrowed her eyes mysteriously, and pointed at him.

"What secret?" Ling Fengyu also stretched his neck curiously, listening carefully.

"I...I... am not Yan Youyou, nor your Yan Youyou, do you...understand?" Yan Youyou pointed back at herself, her eyes were a little blurred, her dizziness became worse, and her speech became slurred .

"No... Yoyo? Yoyo, stop joking..." Ling Fengyu smiled lightly and shook his head, how could she not be Yoyo, she is Yoyo, Yan Youyou, the person he has loved for so many years, how could it not be her.

"No... I'm really... not Yan Youyou, look at me, look at me... my face is Yan Youyou, but I... am not..." She wanted to explain, to tell him, to tell him to hold back... For so long in her heart, she wanted to say, she is not Yan Youyou, she is Yan Youyou, but is she right?She herself was completely dizzy...

"Yuyou, you're drunk..." In her ear was Ling Fengyu's gentle voice, she finally felt extremely tired, she wanted to go home, she wanted to go back, but why, she wanted to come to this place, finally, she cried loudly , lying on his shoulder and weeping.

"Qianye, that's enough! Are you satisfied with this? I saw her run away sadly...Why did you hurt her like this! Why!" When Yan Wushang saw Yan Youyou leaving with tears in his eyes, His heart was about to break, if Qianye hadn't stopped him, saying that if he left, he would decide to give up the treatment, he would have already slapped him flying uncontrollably.

His eyes were red, like an angry lion, turning the stone bench, flowers, and grass in front of him into a mess, and as his palms fell frequently, a tall tree not far away fell down. Ground, set off a huge commotion.

(End of this chapter)