Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

She couldn't hide, but fortunately Nan Su was always good at making jokes, so she leaned towards Dian Chen's face immediately: "Eh? Sixth Prince, why are you here?"

Dianchen smiled slightly: "It's better for me to ask this question."

Nan Su: "...hehe."

He was really a little drunk, and even his thinking was a little dull. After a while, he sniffed and said, "Of course I am here for you, the sixth prince. You work so hard in chanting scriptures every day. I feel very distressed seeing you." , so, I just want to go down the mountain and buy you some longan to quench your thirst~"

Dianchen asked indifferently: "Really?"

Nan Su then pulled Dianchen towards Zuixianju, then slapped his thigh fiercely: "Ah! I bought a basket of longan arranged in 666 for the sixth prince and put it here, so it won't be stolen!?"

Dian Chen: "..."

666 indeed.

Nan Su clapped his hands and smiled, and was about to continue playing, but unexpectedly, his series of lies finally got a cold glance from Dianchen.

This was a look Nan Su had never seen before.

The man's eyes are beautiful, but his eyes are a bit heavy, as if they were disappointed and angry, but just looking at Nan Su, it was like a sharp knife was carved on his body - for some reason, Nan Su vaguely felt that this man was a little dangerous.

At the very least, there is some danger at the moment...

But after all, he is a person who eats fast and recites Buddha all the year round. No matter how strong the emotion is, the Qingjun man just took a deep breath, and then turned his head and ordered: "Call the carriage, the prince is drunk."

He put away the umbrella and Fu Nansu sat in.

After being stared across by that kind of gaze, Nan Su somehow didn't dare to do it again, so he shrank obediently in a corner of the carriage and began to play with the folding fan: unfold, close, unfold, and close again...

Seems like an interesting game.

But what kind of person would find this kind of game interesting?

Apart from the buzzing sound, there was nothing else beside the ears. After the carriage had traveled an unknown distance, the folding fan finally fell from his hand with a "click", just like Nan Su's upper body that was about to fall heavily forward...

With a big hand pressing lightly, suddenly, his head rested on a thin shoulder.

"Cock!"

After the carriage ran over a piece of gravel, it continued to move slowly, but his heart, which was raised suddenly, could not be let go for a long time...

The sound of the rustling rain seemed to come from a very far away place, and it was indistinct. He couldn't help but look at Dianchen, as if he wanted to see if the man was also indistinct.

But that delicate side face is so clear...

"Sleep, I'll call you when we arrive."

Such a dull tone, like this hazy drizzle.

Nan Su leaned on his shoulder, and suddenly murmured, "Sixth Prince, why did you come to see me?"

No one paid him any attention.

Nan Su paused, then asked again, murmuring as if singing an opera: "Why are you looking for me, why are you looking for me..."

It seemed that he was a little endless, Dianchen finally uttered four words: "Pick you up and go home."

He seemed to feel that this answer seemed intimate for no reason, he paused, and added indifferently: "It's raining outside, otherwise, I won't come."

Nan Su suddenly felt dizzy, and gently closed his eyes, the rolled eyelids felt a little swollen and painful.

Maybe, it was really because of being drunk, something sad rose vaguely from the bottom of my heart.Unconsciously, she climbed up with her hand, and carefully grabbed the front of the man's chest. He leaned over, buried it deeply in his neck, and breathed out a breath of alcohol.

"..."

Dian Chen turned his head slowly, and saw the man's slapped face, the most conspicuous part was his lips: the corners of his mouth were upturned, slightly parted, the color was as red as drinking blood wine, it looked...

very soft.

After this adjective popped up in his mind, Dianchen quickly turned his face away and looked away, but wrapped the hand with his palm, pressed it gently against his chest, and then clenched it tightly.

For a moment, he felt in a trance that this person was not the domineering young man who had been infected by the world, but was still a certain cub with soft hands. When he jumped out of the snow all of a sudden, he sprinkled a snowflake on his head :Wow......

……

It seemed like a long time later, Nan Su felt that his whole body was trembling lightly, almost endlessly shaking his head, and finally he couldn't help but groaned, and woke up reluctantly.

The lights were dim, and he raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows, and asked while rubbing, "What are you doing?"

"The wheels of the car are too loud at night, and it's inconvenient to enter the temple. I'll take you to the bedroom."

"Oh." Shrinking his body into the man's arms, Nan Su was planning to sleep again, but his brain suddenly seemed to be struck by lightning, and something important seemed to jump out between the flashes and flints.

Although all the senses were several beats slower, he finally came to his senses.

Opening his eyes suddenly, Dianchen's face was just above his line of sight, with three-dimensional features and smooth lines on the mandible.

Nan Su frowned in confusion, with inexplicable astonishment in his voice: "Why are you!"

Dianchen lowered his eyes and looked at him: "Otherwise, who does the prince think?"

After saying that, the man stopped suddenly, and when he let go of his left hand, Nan Su fell down.

"Ah!" Because there was no warning, Nan Su exclaimed, subconsciously clinging to Dianchen's clothes.In fact, Dianchen's right hand is still holding him, but he is still leaning on him, and the two of them maintain a strange posture like this.

"Here we are." Dianchen said suddenly.

Nan Su: "Oh, yes."

Dian Chen: "..."

Pausing for a moment, Dianchen said again: "Do you still want me to hug you to bed?"

Really annoying!Nan Su thought.He buried his face in Dian Chen's neck, shook his head first, until his breathing became a little difficult, then he raised his hand slowly, and groped into his bosom along the skirt of his clothes.

"Huh?" After touching for a long time, he suddenly frowned and bent down, looked around, and whispered: "No..."

Dianchen has been watching silently, because he knows what Nan Su is looking for, so he is even more sure that this person is completely drunk.

Nan Su opened the clothes and continued to touch for a long time, then knelt down and searched twice on the ground, finally seemed to be sure, raised his face, and said in a daze: "The key is missing..."

Then, without any warning, he suddenly got up and slammed his hand on the door: "Sweet potato, sweet potato, I'm Tudou! The signal has been answered, open the door, open the door, open the door!"

Dian Chen: "..."

In the dead of night, almost everyone was asleep, Dian Chen hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed Nan Su's hand to stop him.

Unexpectedly, Nan Su stopped suddenly, as if he finally thought of something, turned his head, bit his lower lip with his white teeth, and whispered to Dianchen: "Sweet potato, you are also locked out."

Dian Chen: "..."

He finally sighed, and with a little force on his hand, he pulled the two idiots into his arms.

With a sound of "creak", the carved door opened, and the second idiot froze for a moment, his dark eyes were full of confusion.

"It's too late, I'll ask someone to pick the lock tomorrow." Dianchen said, and then it suddenly occurred to him that in this state, there is no need to explain to this drunk.

Sure enough, Nan Su just let out an "oh", followed his strength, and walked in unsteadily.

But even though they were all slow-minded, they still felt that the environment was a little strange, so they hiccupped and asked, "Where is this?"

Dianchen: "My room."

Nan Su: "Oh, your room."

Suddenly, Nan Su's footsteps stopped, and he stretched out his hand to clasp the door frame firmly, with such force, even his fingertips turned white, as if he was swearing to die!