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Chapter 173
"Why are you so light, your face looks so fleshy, how come you don't feel heavy at all when you hold it up, and you're still quite thin, you usually need to eat more." An Yi felt that it was embarrassing anyway, and he didn't mind throwing it up again.

"An Yi, you bastard, hurry up and let me down, I have to fight you for three hundred rounds, who the hell is willing to go to the tent with you, you bastard, you bastard."

Ximen Leng is not very good at swearing, and he swears back and forth with the same few words, his face is flushed and his eyes are round, which makes An Yi more and more satisfied as he looks at it.

huh...

An Yi ferociously kissed Ximen Leng's face, and threatened: "If you scold me again, I will kiss you again."

Deeply feeling An Yi's shamelessness, Ximen shut his mouth coldly, now that there are people coming and going, what if An Yi really kissed him, what would he do if he was seen, would he live?

When Shangguan Ming returned to the house, he ordered Man Dong to send the wine to the dark tent, while Wen Xin giggled all the time.

"Why do you think Anyi likes Ximen Leng? This taste is too unique. Usually seeing him looking at women is like seeing a ghost. It turns out that he doesn't like women at all. I really can't tell."

Thinking that An Yi liked Ximen Leng, and carried Ximen Leng back to the tent, Wen Xin burst out laughing again.

"You're free to give them some wine. It's really Nurhong. Why didn't I know you had Nurhong." Wen Xin asked suspiciously.

At this time, Shangguan Ming had an inscrutable look on his face, and said earnestly: "How can I say that An Yi is my subordinate and my confidant, and now that he has found someone he likes, I should fulfill him both emotionally and rationally." , What is it to give a bottle of wine, if you want, I will also hold a wedding for them."

One must know that the wine he gave was not ordinary wine, it was acacia wine, a sharp weapon to promote An Yi and Ximen Leng's bridal chamber.

Hearing that Wen Wenxin was drinking water, she sprayed a sip of water towards Shangguan Ming to hold a wedding for Anyi and Ximen Leng. Although it is an open secret that rich people like to raise a few men in this day and age, but there is no man marrying a man. precedent.

However, she had heard in modern times that men and men could get married in some countries.

"Well, you scared me, I didn't spray it on purpose." Wen Xin hurriedly took the handkerchief and wiped it carefully for Shangguan Ming, and complained: "You are so good at martial arts, you don't know how to hide, you are so stupid died."

While Wen Xin was wiping, he saw Shangguan Ming holding her hand tightly and pulling her into his arms.

"Because you sprayed it, I don't want to hide." After speaking, Shangguan Ming looked at Wen Xin affectionately.

Although they have met Shangguan Ming many times and they are familiar with each other's every place, but whenever Shangguan Ming looks at her so affectionately, she will still be deeply moved.

He hugged Ximen Leng back to the tent, and after a while, Mandong brought the wine over with a constipated face.

Man Dong looked at Ximen Leng sitting on the dark bed again, then frowned and said, "You won't come, are you?"

Ximen Leng's acupoints were darkened, and he was sitting on the bed at this moment, seeing Man Dong looking at him like this, he would have been angry for a long time. "Dark one, you bastard, let me out quickly, or I'll beat you up once and for all."

Hearing that, Man Dong smiled strangely, and she was very embarrassed, turned her head and said coldly to Ximen: "Man Dong is here, so you can't save me some face."

Ximen Leng and Man Dong had never seen An Yi like this before, and they were both terrified.

Man Dong quickly put the wine away, and said anxiously: "This is the wine that the prince asked me to bring over, that, I'll go back first, you take your time."

After speaking, his face suddenly turned red, and he left the tent as if fleeing. Now An Yi is too scary, comparable to a shemale.

Man Dong left An An and sat down by himself, then poured a glass of wine and drank it down. He didn't know what to do with Ximen Leng, he was unwilling to let him go, and Ximen Leng would hate him even more if he didn't let him go, as if caught in a dilemma situation.

After drinking one cup after another, An Yi took a deep breath, and sat next to Ximen Leng with the wine.

"Let's have a good talk. You also know that you are in the military camp now. You can't escape without me. I don't want to do anything to you. Let's have a drink like friends."

Hearing this, Ximen gave him a cold look, then turned his head and snorted coldly, friends and enemies are almost the same, and they still drink, what a fart.

Ximen's cold refusal was expected by An Yi, at this time he smiled sinisterly: "If you don't drink with me, I will get drunk later, if you do anything to you, don't blame me. "After speaking, An Yi drank three cups in one breath, it seemed that he really wanted to get himself drunk.

Seeing this, Ximen Leng became a little anxious, worried that he would go crazy with alcohol, so he quickly growled: "Can I still drink?"

Seeing that Ximen's clothes softened, he unsealed his acupoints secretly, and then poured him a cup himself.

Ximen Leng took the wine glass, cursing An Yi's eight generations of ancestors in his heart, poured the wine into his mouth with anger in his eyes, and swallowed it in one gulp, without tasting the wine at all.

If he tasted it carefully, he would be able to taste that the wine did not have any taste of Nurhong.

Fearing that he would go crazy with the wine in the dark, most of the wine in the back was dealt with by Ximen Leng. After drinking Ximen Leng, he became a little drunk, his cheeks were slightly red, and he exhaled a trace of the aroma of wine.

"You are really annoying, it's not that I can't beat you, but I was so angry, otherwise I will definitely beat you to death." Ximen Leng blamed An Yi for a while while drunk.

On the other hand, An Yi listened like a good baby, and after a while, his whole body became hot and dry. The more he looked at Ximen Leng, the more pleasing and cute he felt.

Ximen coldly cursed and felt that something was not right, and then when he practiced his skills, he found that his internal energy was like a stone sinking into the sea, and he suddenly became flustered. "What did you do to me? Why have I lost all my martial arts?"

After being flustered, Ximen Leng thought of the wine, glared at An Yi angrily, and growled, "Did you mess it up, what exactly do you want?"

Without martial arts, Ximen Leng panicked, followed by fear.

Hearing this, An Yi hurriedly suppressed the hot and dry feeling in his body, and he couldn't feel the internal force when exercising, so he smiled wryly at Ximen, "I don't know, I didn't feel the internal force either." After speaking, he swallowed painfully,
Ximen Leng suppressed the strange feeling coming from his body, and recalled the wine again, roaring in panic and despair.

"Acacia wine."

Hearing the words "hehuan wine", he secretly smiled wryly, the prince really cares about him too much.

Knowing that he had been tricked, Ximen Leng's first reaction after regaining consciousness was to rush out, and then find a random woman to deal with him, and was pulled back by An Yi vigorously as soon as he got up.

Inertia knocked them both down on the bed.

"Where are you going?" An Yi quickly pressed Ximen Leng, preventing him from getting up again.

Looking at Ximen Leng under him, An Yi smiled silly a few times. "You can't go, I don't want you to go."

Ximen Leng wanted to cry at this moment, but could only threaten An Yidao: "If you dare to touch me, I will definitely kill you." He suppressed the strange feeling in his body, even though his body was already screaming.

Hearing this, An Yi replied strangely: "You don't need to kill me, I want to kill you right now."

Ximen Leng's body trembled, and he stretched out his hand to push An Yi.

The violent movement was like a fuse, and after a while, the two of them rolled together. Before the time for a stick of incense, Ximen's cold and angry roar came from the tent, and An Yi's contented low growl was mixed with it. A strange crackling sound came from the tent.

(End of this chapter)