Traveling through the mall: the rough man is wild and flirtatious

Chapter 113 Has Been Taken Already
Su Qingyuan, who drinks so much, was cultivated in her previous life, but in her last life she drank beer like this.

Yan Nancen watched Su Qingyuan swallow the wine in the glass with difficulty, and then couldn't help but reach for the wine, feeling very happy.

He even made up his mind in his heart that he would take care of Xiaoshan Pass when he went back, and then take her there.

During a meal, Su Qingyuan drank several glasses. This wine is not actually strong wine, but it is a bit difficult to swallow when swallowing.

But I have to say that it is true that this shochu is used to keep warm. Su Qingyuan's eyes were already a little blurred. Looking at Yan Nancen, she took the initiative to pick up a chopstick dish for him, "Come, eat, eat well."

Holding the chopsticks, she greeted Yan Nancen like a host, and Yan Nancen lowered his head to eat the food she picked up.

Several children finished eating one after another, and got Yan Qiyu's order, they went back to their respective rooms after eating, and now there were only Yan Nancen and Su Qingyuan on the table.

Su Qingyuan propped her chin and closed her eyes slightly, "Yan Nancen, do you know? I'm amazing."

"I know, you are amazing."

"Yes, I might even be able to beat you, Yan Nancen, you said you are so powerful, why do you want to be a hunter? You still live in a small place like Wanyang Village? Your status is really so Sensitive?"

After Su Qingyuan finished speaking, she was about to lean on the table.

It was too late to say that, Yan Nancen stretched out his palm very quickly, and took her cheek that was about to lean on the table.

Su Qingyuan bit her lip and leaned against Yan Nancen's palm, and even rubbed her cheek against his palm, as if she was not satisfied with the 'pillow'.

Yan Nancen only felt itchy palms.

Couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "Are you just so sleepy?"

Seeing her like this, Yan Nancen couldn't help wanting to get closer. In fact, he was really close. He stretched out his finger and gently patted her smooth and delicate cheek.

It feels good in the hand, and the touch makes him nostalgic, and he doesn't want to take back his hand for a long time.

The kitchen is a small shed in a small yard. Su Qingyuan shivered when the cold wind blew at night.

Yan Nancen got up slightly, bent his broad and strong body, and hugged Su Qingyuan, who was small in comparison, directly in his arms.

Su Qingyuan is a small one, for him this weight is really light, he even hugged her up effortlessly.

There was only one yellowish lantern in the yard, swaying pitifully in the cold wind.

When Yan Nancen carried him from the dining room to Su Qingyuan's room, he hesitated at the door.

He knew that she was not good at drinking, and that was why he drank tonight. Deep down in his heart, he wanted her to drink and get drunk.

Su Qingyuan never thought that this would be Yan Nancen's trap, and simply thought that this was what Yan Nancen said, and that drinking some wine would make her feel warmer.

Well, people have warmed up and become ignorant.

He gently put the person on the bed, while he himself sat on the side of the bed, looking affectionately at the sleeping woman on the bed.

If Yan Nancen's soldiers saw Yan Nancen like this, they would definitely drop their jaws in surprise.

This frightening General Yan actually looked at a woman in a trance, and even if he saw it, he would think that their general was bewitched.

"Yuan'er, wait for me to come back in Dongzhen." Yan Nancen stretched out his hand to straighten her hair at the sideburns, and just when she was about to withdraw her hand, Su Qingyuan suddenly opened her eyes.

"Sister?" His eyes were blurred and his face was slightly red. If Yan Nancen hadn't made it clear that she was drunk, he would have been taken down by these two words.

No, he has been taken down long ago, but not two words, but three words, Su Qingyuan.

Su Qingyuan didn't know if it was her own fault or what, anyway, she was prone to getting drunk and talking nonsense in this life.

A word of Xianggong straightened the tacit body who was squatting beside the bed, and subconsciously approached her.

"Yuan'er, what's your name? I'm calling again."

Contempt flashed across Su Qingyuan's misty eyes, "Didn't you understand? I'm calling you Mr. Xianggong, don't you understand me? Then I'm called Husband."

"Husband, um."

The two lips touched, and the strange and beautiful feeling struck again.

It's been a long time since the last kiss, but the feeling that time was very different from this time.

It was Su Qingyuan who took the initiative last time, and that fierce action almost bit his lips.

But this time, it was Yan Nancen who took the initiative. He was cautious while holding his breath. After all, he was sober and knew the severity.

So this kiss was long and lingering. Su Qingyuan's arms naturally wrapped around his neck, and she raised her head to meet him as much as possible.

At this time, Su Qingyuan is like a goblin who seduces people, specially trying to seduce Yan Nancen alone.

Yan Nancen had lived for more than 20 years, and it was the first time he took the initiative to kiss. He didn't expect to be able to do it like this. Self-taught made his blood boil.

It wasn't until Su Qingyuan couldn't breathe well that Yan Nancen let her go, but she didn't put her on the bed, but just hugged her quietly like this.

Nephrite is in my arms, how can I sit still in my arms.

In the past, he always laughed at those men, why couldn't he control his body?Those women with scantily dressed clothes couldn't catch his eyes, and those noble ladies in the capital couldn't make him like them.

He really couldn't understand why those men had the theory of nephrite pillow incense.

But now he understands that he can't control his body, and he can't control his thoughts.

Holding her in his arms, how could he be calm.

Su Qingyuan was not comfortable being hugged all the time, she struggled moaning, Yan Nancen could only put her down again, and then covered her with a quilt.

When he saw the bruises on her wrists, his eyes were full of distress. All the medicines in the palace had already been used, and none of them worked.

If the hospital's official medicine didn't work, then wouldn't there be an ugly bruise on her beautiful white wrist all the time.

Women love beauty, unlike their soldiers, it doesn't matter if the whole body is covered with wounds.

He took out the ointment again, carefully and gently rubbed the ointment on her wrist, this time Yan Nancen was especially serious, not sparing every inch.

Just as he was seriously rubbing the medicine on Su Qingyuan, the unknown Xingye directly pushed the door open and entered.

"Brother Yan, time"

"I'm sorry Brother Yan, I didn't see anything."

Xingye stood by the door, his eyes wide open, but he said that he didn't see anything.

Yan Nancen's eyes turned cold, and he squinted at Xingye, but his movements were still gentle, Su Qingyuan on the bed didn't respond, and slept soundly.

"Keep your voice down," Yan Nancen said.

Xingye hurried forward and said in a low voice, "Brother Yan, everything that needs to be prepared is ready, it's time to go."

Yan Nancen hummed, "Has everything I ordered been arranged?"

"Everything has been arranged, Brother Yan, don't worry."

(End of this chapter)