Genius Alchemist

Situ Yan smelled the wine smell on her and frowned more tightly. He called Feng he and asked him to get Shen Qingling a bowl of hot soup.

After drinking wine and blowing cold wind, it's strange that you don't have a headache when you wake up tomorrow.

"Enter the house first." it was too cold outside. Situ Yan helped Shen Qingling open the door and took her in.

Shen Qingling sat in a chair and drank wine. Her heart was hot, and her cheeks were hot.

The window opened a corner, and occasionally the night wind blew, bringing a trace of coolness, but soon the dry heat from the bottom of my heart hit again.

Shen Qingling held his face and looked at situ Yan who was pouring tea with a teapot. He felt as if... It seemed a little vague.

And he... Take a good look.

Shen Qingling seldom drinks. After drinking, he is also very slow to respond. Just like now, it was almost half an hour before she felt a little drunk.

Situ Yan poured her a cup of hot tea. Seeing that she hadn't answered, he looked up puzzled and saw Shen Qingling staring into his eyes.

Situ Yan quickly said goodbye, his eyes drooped and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

He was a little embarrassed.

He put the teacup in front of her: "remember to drink sober soup later and go to bed. I'll go back to my room first."

Then he was about to go out. A pair of slender hands like jade stretched out and grabbed the corners of his clothes.

Shen Qingling pulled the corners of his clothes and looked up at him as if covered with a layer of fog. She sat and he stood. She had to keep her head up to see his face. Her neck was very sour.

She pulled situ Yan's sleeve harder and asked Qu Baba to look at him.

Why did he ignore himself?

Situ Yan sighed softly. He seemed to have some helplessness. He squatted down slightly and asked, "what's the matter?"

He didn't dare look at her.

A pair of eyes different from ordinary people made him look discriminated and disgusted by others for half his life. His heart was inferior.

"I'm thirsty." Shen Qingling's eyes are dense and his voice is soft and waxy.

"Drink water." situ Yan was so soft hearted that he put the tea cup into her hand.

Shen Qingling held a teacup in both hands and drank water like a chicken pecking rice. He looked clever and smiled at situ Yan.

He didn't know that she was so soft and lovely when she was drunk. She was just different in peace days.

He couldn't help laughing, and his gray eyes curved a little. Shen Qingling heard his laughter, looked up at him, and then reached out and touched his face.

Situ Yan was stiff.

When Shen Qingling's fingers touched his eyes, he regained his consciousness and did not open his face.

"Don't look," he said in a tight voice. "It doesn't look good."

"Nice." it's very nice.

It's gray and gray, the same as the furnace she used for alchemy.

"It doesn't look good."

"Just good-looking." Shen Qingling was a little unhappy and stretched out his hand to pull him. Situ Yan was squatting slightly, his center of gravity was unstable, and now he was restless. He was completely unprepared. When she pulled him, he suddenly leaned forward.

The tip of his nose touched. At the moment when his lips were about to touch, situ Yan's hands supported the back of Shen Qingling's chair.

They are very close, very close, heart, jump very fast, very fast.

"Wang Ye, second lady, the sobering soup is ready -" there was a voice of Fenghe outside. Fenghe came in with a bowl of wind and fire.

From his point of view, situ Yan and Shen Qingling had already kissed each other.

Feng he was almost choked by his saliva: "cough, Lord, you continue, continue..."

With that, Feng he hurried out, still shocked in his heart.

Is their prince so fierce? If you don't do it, you'll win it directly!

He was also worried that the LORD was like a Muggle and had been afraid to show his heart to Miss Shen. It seemed that he thought too much.

He couldn't help but be happy when he thought that his royal highness was finally going to have a good result with Miss Shen er.

"Leave the sobering soup." situ Yan stood up, his lips closed tightly, and tried to restrain the palpitation in his heart.

"Yes, yes." Feng he quickly poured back and sobered up

The soup was put on the table, then walked away without stopping, and closed the door very considerately.

Situ Yan went to the table and picked up the sobering soup. He wanted Shen Qingling to drink it, but he saw her face slightly drunk. Now she lay on the table and slept soundly.

He was angry and funny.

Looking at Shen Qingling's childish sleeping face, situ Yan couldn't help but stretch out his hand and attach his eyes. Shen Qingling just praised his good-looking eyes

Although he knew she was drunk, he still had a trace of sweetness in his heart.

……

When Shen Qingling woke up the next day, she had a bad headache. She lay in bed for a while with her eyes closed before she sat up.

She had a drink with class 12 yesterday, and then

There are some fragments.

She got up, washed and went out. Situ Yan was taking a horse walk in the yard with corn.

The little corn man's legs were bent and couldn't stop shivering. There was a jade bowl on his head and a small red face, which made people feel distressed.

"Miss Shen er." as soon as she came out, situ Yan saw her.

"Mother!" corn was very happy when she saw Shen Qingling. She subconsciously wanted to run towards her. The jade bowl shook on her head. She was scared and hurried to straighten herself. While sweating and shaky, she looked hard at Shen Qingling: "mother, I heard you drank yesterday. Does your head hurt now?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore." Shen Qingling stretched out his hand and flicked the jade bowl on the corn head. The jade bowl made a crisp sound and shook violently for a few times, which frightened the corn. He hurriedly said, "Mom, don't move! I'm practicing martial arts!"

"Well done, what do you do when practicing kung fu?"

"Of course it's to be as powerful as her mother!" corn hummed proudly: "corn will be as powerful as her mother in the future. Protect her mother and don't let anyone bully her!"

Shen Qingling couldn't help laughing.

Feng he had already made breakfast. Seeing Shen Qingling getting up, he hurriedly took it to the restaurant.

After a meal, I don't know if it was Shen Qingling's illusion. She always felt that Feng he looked at her strangely.

"Drink less later." situ Yan suddenly burst out.

Shen Qingling combined the wind with her eyes and suddenly felt a thump in her heart, didn't she?

Was she drunk and crazy last night?

She seldom drinks, let alone gets drunk. Is it difficult for her to drink poorly?

"Didn't I do anything last night?" Shen Qingling said.

Situ Yan shook his head lightly.

Hoo, that's good.

Shen Qingling breathed a sigh of relief.

She said that her wine should not be bad.

Seeing her sigh of relief, situ Yan raised his lips slightly.

After dinner, Shen Qingling went to the alchemy hall to refine pills.

People met on the road are talking about something, vaguely referring to "class 12".

Shen Qingling suddenly had an ominous feeling in her heart.

In the alchemy hall, the senior brothers and sisters gathered together as if they were discussing something. However, with Shen Qingling coming in, the whole audience immediately quieted down.