[Chailing] I want to fall in love, but my partner always pretends not to understand!

Lan Sizhui adheres to the Lan family's good habit of not being noisy after drinking (Lan Da: no), not obviously drunk, telling the truth, stubborn, and doesn't remember anything when he wakes up.

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Ordinary people use wine to dissipate their worries and worry even more,

wine stuff,

Next time, there must be no more touching.

Even if A-Ling and Jing-Yi are encouraged by their ears, they can't drink any more.

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It is this peaceful and good life that ordinary people call the world.

Nearly [-] years have passed since the Sun Shooting Campaign, and now the Hundred Families of the Immortal Sect have already been rectified.Even those aristocratic families whose entire family was wiped out by Qishan Wen's clan and the main stage were ruined gradually recovered their original appearance by relying on the junior members of the side branches and the children of the outer sect.

This time to sum up the last night hunting meeting of hundreds of schools, it is no longer just a clear discussion, discussion, elegant discussion, and serious discussion, it is almost forced to argue and chatter away with the heads of the families.

When there are many people, the mouth must be mixed, and the mouth must be harsh.

"Sovereign Lan, this must be inappropriate." The patriarch of the small northern city is really not speaking well, but the suppressed anger on his face is too obvious. "Now descendants of the Wen family can freely enter this symposium?"

"........."

There is no way to argue with a hundred mouths.

That's all, it's just his tongue.

He, Lan Sizhui, was originally a dispensable person in this meeting, if Zewu-Jun hadn't had a lot of eyes on him and entrusted him to be the hostess of the Lan family, he would not be here.Now that Lord Hanguang and Senior Wei have not returned from their wanderings, he has followed Lord Wuze a lot more in his actions, and has earned the elegant title of "Gusu Xiaoshuangbi". I'm afraid that he thinks too much of himself now.

Descendants of the Wen family.This identity will never be seen.

The meaning of his Lan family is to repay Lord Hanguang's kindness and do more for the Lan family.

He doesn't have to stay to worry about Mr. Zewu anymore, as it will hurt Lan's face at this moment.

The time for the symposium was approaching, and it was time for him, Lan Sizhui, to step back.

"Thank you Zewu-jun," he bowed respectfully, "Lan Sizhui will leave first." He knew that Zewu-jun had clarified and argued for him, and was grateful in his heart.

The Lan family treated him like this, and he will live up to it in this life.

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Today's presence was all the current Patriarchs of the various families, and they searched around, but they couldn't find Jin Ling.

The sandalwood short table that was supposed to sit the young Jinxing Xuelang was vacant, and there were some unfamiliar yellow-robed elders on the back seat.

He is already the head of the family, how could he not come to participate?

I could only hear the leader of the Jin family's senior speak slowly: "Please forgive me, the suzerain, Young Master Jin, is in poor health. I'm afraid there will be some inappropriateness. It's inconvenient today..."

He put on a dignified appearance, but the words he said euphemistically called his name and status as the Patriarch of Jin Ling.

I don't know where Jin Ling is now.

Walking out of the main hall, just as he walked back to the messenger's courtyard, he was grabbed by Lan Jingyi who was walking with him.

"Where are you going?" I saw him looking directly into Lan Sizhui's eyes, but with a squinting expression, "I think you've been crazy and erratic since that night hunt. Right now Just got off the main hall, where are you going in a hurry?"

"Looking for someone. I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Lan Jingyi suddenly let go of the sleeves he was clutching, and pretended to pat the non-existent dust on his hands.

"Yes, I see. You are looking for Miss Jin, right?"

"..."

"It's not that I said, look how much I understand you as a brother. Don't look around, I invited Jin Ling to Wuyaju this morning when I saw him wandering around on that West Street," he pointed Lan Sizhui squeezed his eyes, "Don't you want to try something else while Hanguang-Jun is away? I heard that the new Zhuyeqing has just been brewed, and the restaurant has already started selling it in advance."

"At the end of the time when I made an appointment with the eldest lady, I even asked you to go with me by name."

Seeing that he was still in a daze, Lan Jingyi was afraid that some sentences like "no alcohol", "no fast walking", "no reason to laugh" would come out of his mouth in the next second. , hooking his shoulders to his back, abruptly trying to elevate himself a few inches, and he would leave after pulling him away.

"If you don't leave at this time, let's wait until later. While those high-ranking people are arguing in the main hall, let's hurry up and slip away."

With a smile in his mouth, it seemed that he was terrified of those stern-faced Patriarchs. "Let's go, Jin Ling is still waiting in the private room."

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Who would have thought that Lan Jingyi, who clamored to drink a thousand cups and persuaded the king to get drunk, was a real three-drinker.

Still the most unconscious kind.The evening wind blowing in from the bamboo pavilion carried a clear fragrance, mixed with sweet wine, blowing on his flushed cheeks.

Thinking that his first glass of wine was just muttering something in his mouth, the last time he went back to the inn to taste wine with Jin Ling, Hanguang-Jun watched him, he was flustered and spilled wine all over the floor, reckless.

In the second cup, they talked more, slandering each other with Jin Ling.

After only three cups down, he staggered and fell headlong into the soft cushion on the table.

I couldn't wake up even if I shouted, and I slept very soundly.

Seeing that Lan Sizhui was still sitting there, holding the cup in his hand for a long time, he was afraid that the pottery would be warmed up, so he glanced at Lan Jingyi, who was beside him drunk, and didn't say anything. look like something.

Jin Ling felt rather strange in his heart.

What is Lan Yuan doing, leaving such a drunk here and letting him paralyze?

Before he opened his mouth to remind, Lan Sizhui seemed to have finally come to his senses, and called the waiter outside in a heavy tone: "Trouble the two upper rooms."

He reached out and pointed at the back of Lan Jingyi's head, his eyes met Jin Ling's, and pressed hard on his forehead acupoint: "He's drunk, may I ask you to help him to rest."

The three waiters rushed in and helped the limp Lan Jingyi and rushed out again, the sliding door of the private room creaked and closed again.

All that remained was the tranquility of the room and Jin Ling's wild thoughts.

Lan wished he would open a room alone again?The drunken Lan Jingyi had already taken up a room, so only he and the person in front of him were left...

All thoughts seem to be dragged by time, it can be slowed down by a beat

Perhaps it was the three cups of fine wine that numb the mind and confused the mind, and the words he said seemed to have bypassed the brain and the heart.

"Lan May you share a room with me again?"

and many more!

Jin Ling suddenly came to his senses, why did he subconsciously think that Lan Yuan would definitely share his room with him?Obviously, the two of them in Gusu could share the same room as usual, but after being taken care of by Lan Yuan a few times, is Jin Ling so hypocritical.

What kind of ecstasy wine did I really drink today.

The face that was already flushed by the alcohol was now even more red like rouge and gouache.

What should Lan Yuan think of me!

The words that blurted out can't be taken back even if they want to take them back now.Jin Ling didn't even dare to look up to see Lan Sizhui's expression, his eyes only wandered erratically on his slender, white knuckles.

Not even the hands would give him much peace.

Just now he was holding the cup tightly, but now he loosened it suddenly, and stretched it straight to his side.

"bang"

Startled, Jin Ling stood up abruptly, pushed the wooden chair with his toes, and the few steps back also brought the chair down to the ground.

There was a harsh scratching sound in this quiet private room.

"You! I..." Jin Ling opened his mouth and pursed his lips, but he didn't know what to say.

He looked up almost in a panic.

Lan Sizhui looked at him blankly, his fingertips flinched. "...I want to take the jug, it's in your hand."

……Um?Want a flagon?

Jin Ling felt relieved, probably that person was so confused that he didn't hear anything clearly.

Just now he didn't dare to look at it because of a slip of the tongue, but now he can see it clearly. I'm afraid that guy Lan Yuan is also drunk.The most polite person in normal life, now the corners of his white sleeves are stained with vegetable soup without noticing it, the blush spread from his neck to the ears, and his words became straightforward.

Up to now, he has never seen Lan Sizhui in embarrassment, so today is a great opportunity.As long as he perfuses that person a little more thoroughly, he will surely be able to grasp any questions he wants to ask and any good show he wants to watch.

"Want wine? That's fine. You answer me a question, and I'll give it to you."

He had to test carefully whether Lan Yuan was really drunk or not, Jin Ling thought, if he was really drunk, then it would be easy to strike.

He himself was a little confused when he drank it, this bamboo leaf green was easy to drink, but he didn't want to have inferior stamina.Lan's family banned alcohol again, so Lan Yuan didn't expect that person to drink too much.

"Young Master Jin, just ask." Seeing Lan Sizhui's obedient expression made Jin Ling feel a little evil.

Thinking that he usually has a dignified and upright appearance of the Lan family, but now he is afraid that there will be a contrast, "it will not be guaranteed at the end of the festival".

"Are you drunk?"

"……drunk."

Is Lan Yuan so obedient after drinking too much?When asked whether he was drunk or not, he answered obediently?

Jin Ling spread his five fingers, stretched them an inch in front of Lan Sizhui's face, and swayed them left and right.

His knuckles are slender and white, with distinct roots, carrying the shadow of the candlelight in the room, imprinted in Lan Sizhui's pupils.

From between his fingers, he could see Jin Ling's dizzy cheeks and eyes that were even more translucent with the mist.

Unconsciously, Lan Sizhui's hands clasped together and clasped together.

"Young Master Jin, quickly ask, I'll answer." Jin Ling couldn't shake his hand, and was using his other hand to pull it away, when he heard Lan Sizhui's soft voice with a smile on his face.

No need to look, he must have that tired look again.

Jin Ling was a little afraid to look Lan Sizhui directly in the eyes.

Since the last time I hunted him at night to heal my injuries, it was as if I caught his weakness and figured out his details. Every time there was such a smile that melted into the spring breeze, it made me restless and unable to refuse. .

This man's eyes are really bad.This time, he must be told to bleed hard to win back a victory.Lan Jingyi didn't have any shows to sing over there, so he had to make enough money here quickly.

"If you insist on grabbing my hand, then you have to answer everything I ask, and don't go back on your word." Lan Sizhui's weird strength couldn't be overcome, so Jin Ling felt that it would be better to blackmail him with it. Answer your own question.

"...Hmm" Lan Sizhui nodded slightly.

"Why did you book a room? Book two more?"

"It's getting late...the access control...it's inconvenient to go back to the main hall."

"..."

Oh, kind of makes sense.

Hearing that he stopped muttering again, Jin Ling seemed to have something to say and was uncomfortable to say, so he urged: "Go on, what else?"

"Also, take care of you." Lan Sizhui stared fixedly at him, paused for a long time, and finally spoke with difficulty.

As soon as this side opened their mouths, the people over there were so intimidated that they couldn't open their mouths.

"You drank too much, I will stay and take care of you." As if to affirm something, he repeated it solemnly.

He was almost scalded by the heat in his eyes.

Jin Ling couldn't help being speechless, the drunk Lan Yuan was really straightforward.

"Okay, Lan Yuan, you drank too much yourself, earlier than me." Since you want to take care of me, why did you get drunk first?

The clasped hands were gripped even tighter, and the temperature of the fingertips seemed to be burned into the palm.

"Lan Yuan can protect you even when she's drunk!"

If he drank too much, Lan Sizhui was still a man of faith.

He was silent for a while, then folded his other hand on it cautiously, and lowered his voice.

"I can still protect Ah Ling."

It's really hard to hold on to the face.I don't know if it's because of the alcohol getting on his head at this moment, or if Lan Sizhui's face is too close under the candlelight.Hearing these words, it seemed that the blood in his whole body was rushing to the top of his head, Jin Ling lost his sight in a panic.

"Lan May you not be too arrogant."

"Now you have broken the house rules, you should be punished!"

He himself hadn't noticed that there was such a slight tremor in the inexplicably high pitch, it seemed that he had done something wrong.

"Punish me." The drunken man's voice was light and light, as if wrapped in some unreal emotions.

Jin Ling was shocked by his soft voice, and his eardrums rang, and for a moment, he only saw him open his mouth to speak, but he didn't understand the meaning. "what did you just say?"

"A Ling, you come to punish me, and I will bear it."

"..."

Where is he still punishing Lan Yuan?

I'm afraid that before he "punished", Jin Ling himself had already been "punished" by such tiger and wolf words, and he couldn't do anything anymore.

"Is A Ling not punished?"

"Punish, punish... how could it not be punished." I felt my ear was itchy and wanted to pinch it with my hand.Jin Ling moved his right hand habitually, only to realize that the palm was still firmly held by Lan SiZhui, and he was sweating from the heat.

He retracted his forearm abruptly and withdrew his hand.

The disappointment on Lan Sizhui's face seemed to be tangible.

But there is no one hand to hold it. As for this?

"I'll punish you, punish you...um...like a fairy." Jin Ling's eyes were dazzled by the disappointed expression, and he was not even clear-headed, and the words he said were like a three-year-old child's play.

Lan Sizhui was very calm, and the sound of barking sounded like a child's voice.

Perhaps there is no spirit dog in Yunshen, and he doesn't often hear dogs barking, this barking is not very real.But Jin Ling inexplicably remembered the first time he saw the fairy, the little milk dog huddled in his arms and moved, and the sound it barked was so mellow.

It is generally soft when you recognize the master.

"..."

"A Ling is done with punishment, it's time for me to punish A Ling."

"Lan Yuan, what do you mean?" Before Jin Ling touched the beautiful past in his memories, he was taken aback by Lan Sizhui's next words.

What does it mean to punish him?

"A Ling also drinks, so she should be punished."

Jin Ling was almost completely dumbfounded, and his speech became stumbling: "I am not from your Lan family, where did I come from... I don't have so many rules."

It was suddenly dark in front of his eyes, and it was Lan Sizhui who stood up suddenly, blocking the light of the candlelight on the table in front of Jin Ling.

There seemed to be another candle flickering in his eyes.

Jin Ling was immediately trapped in his hanging shadow.

"Punishment." This time, the tone couldn't help but became more serious, and the person walked from the opposite side to Jin Ling's right side and sat down.

"You will be punished." Lan Sizhui didn't know whether he was reminding him or himself.

A drunkard is really difficult to deal with.

Not only was he too blunt, but he even got into a dead end.

"What do you want to punish?" Jin Ling was a little curious. In Lan Yuan's well-regulated mind, there would always be some way to punish people.

He didn't believe that Lan Yuan could let himself copy their Lan family's house rules.

"Punishment... Ah Ling will continue to drink with me." Hearing his promise, Lan Sizhui smiled so that the corners of his eyes and brows softened. "It's agreed, I have a drink and you have a drink."

I really didn't expect that although he was drunk quickly, he was still a small wine jar.

Jin Ling glanced at the wine left in the jug, there was probably only two taels left.

This person is drunk, but he thinks he wants to have a drinking order with me?

He didn't believe it, he couldn't drink Lan Yuan, a drunkard!

He was already drunk and talking nonsense on the drink, as long as he had another drink or two with him, he could just drink him down.

Jin Ling looked down on these two taels of small wine from the bottom of his heart, thinking that he was able to drink some seniors who relied on the old to sell the old on the Jinlin Terrace, but now what can a cup or two of bamboo-scented water do to him?

It's a pity, how could he have thought that the fine nectar and jade wine on the Jinlin Terrace are all elegant things, with a strong fruity and floral fragrance, they are not considered wine at all.For a young man like him, it must not be a big problem.

The fine wines sold in this restaurant are different, and the store must brew according to the customer's mind.

Although the famous officials are all clamoring for the realm of not being intoxicated by wine, everyone is intoxicated, what they want is that the wine has a clear and elegant fragrance, and they never drink too much.But most of them still embrace the literati and poets who are drunk and relieve their worries.

Therefore, even though the wine in this building may not be as intoxicating as strong wine on the surface, it is still comparable to the white wine in the inside, and it will definitely be intoxicating.

Lan Sizhui almost tricked Lan Sizhui into drinking a few cups, and it was too late for Jin Ling to feel bad.

After drinking, the strength rushed straight to the internal organs, as if all five senses were numb, and dizzy, he could only hear Lan Sizhui whispering something in his ear, but he was completely unable to answer.

"A Ling, why didn't you come to find me directly today?" The voice was so faint that it seemed to contain water vapor, and it was extremely low. "You only accepted Jingyi's appointment today, but you never went to play with me."

"You invited Zizhen and the others to your Jinlin Terrace, did you ever ask me? I also want to..."

"I really want to be your family."

"A Ling, why do you avoid me every time?"

"..."

There was a slight rotation in front of his eyes, Jin Ling didn't dare to move too much, he just lay obediently on his arms, while Lan Sizhui gently stroked the top of his hair.

Those hands that were usually warm, cool and dry, now because of the drinking, the blood flowed smoothly, and they were slightly hot and hot.He stroked his hair from his forehead, and it seemed to be still wet with sweat.

The fingertips passed through the hair and touched the scalp, and rubbed it. It felt like it was running down the spine, which made Jin Ling tremble a little.

Lan Sizhui babbled on for a while by himself, then suddenly stopped and straightened up.

"A Ling, what do you want from me?" The smell of alcohol was on his face, everything in front of him was like a pool of turbulent water mixed with sand, hazy and unclear.

The hand attached to the head left, and Jin Ling subconsciously snorted softly.But Lan Sizhui closed his eyes, raised his hand to untie his hairband, and his crow-green hair fell out of the crown of his hair like a waterfall.Even the tightly bound moiré forehead was torn off by him.

It didn't take a while, the strips of white cloth that were two fingers wide were forcefully stuffed into Jin Ling's slightly soft palm.The long section is slippery to the touch, except for the light blue cloud pattern mixed with silver threads, there is another place that feels rather frizzy to the touch.

Jin Ling lifted up the burning red eyes, which were clouded with tears, and went to look at the piece of fabric.

On the snow-colored inner lining was embroidered a scarlet letter the size of a bean.

What did you write?Is it willing?It seems to be a garden again.

Why did he hand over this white note to himself?Something is beating in my mind, Lan May is he drunk?

Yes, even he himself was drunk.

The cloth strips are very soft, smooth to the touch like cloud silk, once caught in the palm of your hand, you don't want to let go.Jin Ling raised his fingertips slightly, and circled his index finger a few times, as if it wasn't enough, he circled his wrist a few more times, and grabbed the entire forehead into his palm.

Lan Sizhui's voice seemed to overflow from the bottom of his heart: "You want me to be like this, are you willing to know?"

"A Ling, if I say I'm happy with you, I'm afraid you will be afraid of me."

Jin Ling understood half of what he heard, his drunken head seemed to have stopped working, and he couldn't provide him with any more important points at all.He only knew that the person in front of him had a familiar sense of intimacy, and when he heard him say that he liked him, a tinge of joy suddenly rose in his heart.

"I like you too." The limp limbs that had been poured with alcohol seemed to have regained their strength, and they gently stroked Lan Sizhui's cheek, and the cloth band that wiped his forehead slid down along the line of his forearm, and fell to the ground. on the chair. "You are so good to me, how can I not like you."

Alcohol paralyzes the mind, but strengthens the courage.

The words that are absolutely impossible to say on weekdays, escaped the entanglement in his heart at this moment, and blurted out relying on instinct.

"I like you too, Lan Yuan." Jin Ling's ears were red, his eye sockets were stained, and the tears from the fumigation of alcohol filled the tip of his eyelashes.

The strong emotion melted into the words, ingrained into the blood of the bones, supporting Jin Lingzui's deep body, and then wrapped his arms around it, embracing the warm neck of the person in front of him, and the fingers were full of strands. blue silk.

The jade-like face was close in front of him, as if Xiao had been thinking about it for a long time, and finally wanted to get what he wanted.Jin Ling pursed his lips, and his lower lip seemed to be bitten too hard, and the tip of his tongue licked the bloodshot and bright red corner of his lower lip. The little blush at the junction of the cheeks was imprinted.

Is it a dream, or an illusion, like a mirror that has been shattered by a blow, shattering with a single glance.

Lan Sizhui froze all over, what is this?What was that just now?He watched as Jin Ling hugged him and muttered a few words, then buried his head in the socket of his shoulder and fell asleep.

The smell of alcohol almost covered up the scent of sandalwood on his body.

He was half sober at once.The forehead was a little swollen and painful, and the memory was not clear.How long has it been?Not only did he and Jin Ling get drunk, but Jing Yi also disappeared.

Presumably, Jin Ling drank too much, otherwise he wouldn't be directly relying on himself like that stir-fried sugar.

Lan Sizhui patted the back of his head lightly, and said softly, "Young Master Jin? Are you awake?"

Unexpectedly, this turned out to disturb Jin Ling's dream, he raised his head while supporting Lan Sizhui's chest, and said fiercely, "Who gave you permission to call me Young Master Jin, call me Ah Ling!"

Lan Sizhui was amused, he didn't expect Jin Ling, who was drunk, to have such a childish temper.The hair on the forehead was no longer as obedient as usual, it seemed to be raised at the moment, limp and resting on the forehead.

"Who are you?" Jin Ling's eyes were red, and seemed to be filled with grievance.

"Why are you holding me?"

Now I don't recognize anyone again.

Lan Yuan smoothed the ends of his hair for him, took a cloth towel to wipe away the remaining tears, and almost coaxed him softly: "I am Lan Yuan, A Ling, don't you remember?"

He actually kind of liked Jin Ling who was so frank after being drunk.

"Lan...wish?" Jin Ling was so drunk that he couldn't tell anyone apart.His eyes blinked, as if he remembered something very unpleasant again, he wrinkled the tip of his nose and kept yelling.

"I don't want Lan Yuan, I want...I want to chase brother."

"..."

How can this be good?