Quickly wear the villain, he is soft and sweet

Chapter 827 I Don’t Want to Cultivate Immortals, I Want to Cultivate You [70]

He paused.

Immediately afterwards, he saw that the girl had lifted a corner of the quilt, "Quick, come in!"

He didn't move.

The color of the eyes is much darker.

Seeing that the boy didn't come over, Shen Wanqing got up from the bed by herself, grabbed his sleeve, and tugged, "Come and sleep with Wei Shi, darling..."

"Master, you're drunk..." He pursed his lips, his expression looked very calm, but his voice became hoarse several times.

"I'm not drunk!" She retorted immediately.

He stared angrily at his round tea eyes, as if his hair had exploded.

"Okay, okay, master is not drunk, master has a good rest."

Shen Wanqing grabbed his sleeve, "Then you sleep with me!"

"..." He looked at her, pursed his slender and beautiful lips, and said coldly, "No..."

She was a little irritable, the drunkenness was still in her head, and she was already dizzy, Bai Chi was still entangled with her here, Shen Wanqing felt that her brain was almost no longer her own.

She tugged at Bai Chi's sleeves irritably, "So, why?"

With a lot of force, there was a 'stab' sound, and Shen Wanqing tore the sleeves to pieces.

But Shen Wanqing couldn't notice these anymore, she stood up directly from the bed with her small body, and looked down at Bai Chi.

She frowned and tugged at Bai Chi's cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Obviously...you slept with me before!"

"...That, that was a long time ago..." He felt helpless.

Shen Wanqing pulled Bai Chi's cheeks hard, and it didn't take long for his cheeks to turn red.

"Has it been a long time?" She looked a little dazed.

Bai Chi stretched out his hand to hold Shen Wanqing's hand, and sighed slowly, "It's been a long time... It's been a long time..."

Master, this disciple has grown up...

He is no longer the little boy you picked up from outside at that time...

When exactly will you realize it?
"Sleep well, good night..."

In the dark night, the young man's voice was very low and hoarse, a little sad and helpless.

...

...

The next morning.

Birds flew up to the branches, stretched their wings, and chirped there.

Accompanied by the fragrant smell of grass in the morning, Shen Wanqing, who had a hangover and a headache, woke up slowly after the sun had risen.

When she woke up, she looked at the ceiling busy.

Its daybreak?
"Host, you're awake..." 748 whispered.

Shen Wanqing sat up from the bed, rubbed her sore temples, and hummed softly, "Mmm..."

She took a puff and asked 748 "What time is it?"

"It's past noon."

"...is this time already?"

Shen Wanqing lifted the quilt, and after stretching, she felt her head hurt even more, and she couldn't help taking another breath, "How much wine did I drink last night? My head hurts like this..."

"Host, there is a bowl of hangover soup on the table. If the host really has a headache, you can drink that bowl of hangover soup." 748 reminded in a low voice.

Hearing this, Shen Wanqing turned her head and glanced at the table on the left, there was indeed a bowl of hangover soup on the table.

She walked over, picked it up and took a sip, it didn't taste good...

But the headache was so painful that Shen Wanqing had no choice but to finish the bowl of hangover soup in one go.

After putting down the bowl, she found that there was actually a bowl of candied fruit next to it.

Picking up a candied fruit with her slender and beautiful fingertips, she chewed it in her mouth before she asked thoughtfully, "Is this prepared by the little wolf cub?"

(End of this chapter)