Quick travel guide: The male god is jealous of himself every day

Jiang Yingnan frowned and wiped his fingers. There was a smell of rouge and gouache. He didn't know how much he applied on his wrists. It was disgusting and sticky.

There was disgust in his eyes, "It doesn't matter if I don't say it now. When the torture tools are used on me, I'll be ready for anything."

He shouted toward the outside, "Here comes someone."

The door was pushed open, and what came was not a guard, but a maid.

This maid is the princess's personal maid.

The maid looked at the scene in front of her. The woman on the ground had a charming face and was wearing very cool clothes. She only covered the places that should be covered, and the rest was covered with tulle.

At this moment, she was half-kneeling on the ground, her face flushed.

Although General Jiang's clothes were intact, he probably didn't have enough time and was interrupted before he could take action!

The maid frowned. This man did something like this just after he came back from the princess's house. If he becomes the consort in the future, he will be very powerful. If he can't control it, won't the princess be wronged?

She made up her mind to tell the story to the princess. She handed the medicine over without showing any emotion on her face, "The princess said this is the best medicine for wounds. I hope the general has a good rest."

Jiang Yingnan noticed the maid's expression, and then looked at the people on the ground. She didn't know when her expression changed. She was shaking in pain just now, but now she looked fawning.

He suddenly fell silent. He didn't know how to explain it, and now he felt a bit like he was hiding something.

But if she didn't explain, Yan Yan would definitely have misunderstood her when the maid came back, and the atmosphere that had finally been eased would definitely be gone.

Jiang Yingnan took the medicine and gritted his back teeth, "She is a spy sent by others, not what you think."

The maid lowered her eyebrows and said, "I don't think about anything."

It was getting darker and darker. Jiang Yingnan suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart. He had never been so powerless before when he was surrounded by people on the battlefield.

The maid didn't stay long. Jiang Yingnan called his personal guards and pointed at the people on the ground, "Jian, let's see who sent them."

The woman's face turned pale and she was trembling all over.

……

When Yan Kai heard the maid's report, he couldn't help but sigh, "I've been holding it in for so many years, but I can't wait to recover. It's so fun."

Shen Zui reminded: "Zhou Yanshu made an appointment with someone and planned to go drink to relieve his sorrows at night. It's the same restaurant where you pretended to be drunk last time."

She touched her chin and said, "I know, I will definitely capture him today."

Yan Kai changed into a light green dress and began to sit in front of the bronze mirror and put on makeup.

After struggling for several hours, she was satisfied. She admired her face. It was 360 degrees with no blind spots. It looked perfect from anywhere.

The sky was dark outside, and it was raining lightly.

She held an oil-paper umbrella and rode a carriage to the restaurant.

Zhou Yanshu was sitting by the window, drinking in silence, incompatible with the noise next to him.

The rain was hitting the banana tree, which made him feel even more melancholy. He accidentally looked downstairs and caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.

She was wearing a light green dress, lifting the hem of the skirt as she got out of the car, revealing the embroidered shoes under the skirt, and the oil-paper umbrella covered half of her face.

He stiffened, shook his head, and gave a wry smile. He was so self-indulgent. She didn't even know she was here, so how could she come here specifically to find him.

Besides, even if she knew, she wouldn't be able to come. She doesn't care about herself at all.

Everything is just wishful thinking on his part.

Zhou Yanshu drank in a depressed manner. After drinking one glass, he felt even more depressed. Just as he was about to pour another glass, his hand was pressed down.

A worried voice rang in my ears, "Stop drinking, drinking is harmful to your health."

The surroundings calmed down for some time, and he stared blankly at the person in front of him. He had black hair and red lips, his beautiful eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry.

Zhou Yanshu's suppressed emotions surged out instantly, his eyes were red and his eyes were broken.

Perhaps because he was drunk, he acted more and more boldly. He put his arms around the slender waist, pulled her into his arms, and rested his chin on her shoulder.

With a hoarse voice, "Yanyan, Yanyan, you are so cruel, how can you not like me?"

She was the one who said she liked him, and she was the one who said he didn't like her. She was so cruel to withdraw from her feelings so quickly.

This was really cruel to him. He had seen strong emotions, how could he endure so many days of indifference.

It's really cruel.

He closed his eyes, suppressing the sourness in his heart, his eyes were red, but he refused to shed tears, "You can't treat me like this, it's too cruel, you can hit me and scold me, please don't let me go."

Wanzhoushan saw his master's useless appearance and quickly cleared the place. Under the joking eyes of all the young masters, he cleaned up the mess with a red face.

If this matter spreads out today, it will embarrass you to death if you are not embarrassed.

During the day, he swears that the bridge will lead to the bridge and the road will go back, and at night, he will lie on someone and cry. This is a man who is duplicitous.

The force on his waist became heavier and heavier. Yan Kai patted his back soothingly, touched his head, and coaxed softly, "Why don't I want you? Didn't I come to see you?"

She held his cheek and pecked his lips, "Don't be sad, I feel bad watching you drink."

"Add 5 to the favorability, and the current favorability is 65."

Zhou Yanshu was stunned. The effect of alcohol made him unable to tell whether it was fantasy or reality, and he passively endured everything.

Yan Kai chuckled lightly, his eyes full of affection, "What, are you stupid?"

Zhou Yanshu reacted, held the back of her head, and kissed her deeply.

They separated after a moment, their lips were wet, and the atmosphere between them could make people drown.

Yan Kai lay on top of him, panting gently, her beautiful face flushed, and she put her white and tender fingers on his shoulders, exerting slight pressure.

Zhou Yanshu leaned against the window, his hair hanging down, his starry eyes turning slightly, his knuckled hands grasping the corner of the table, veins bulging.

He closed his eyes and remembered what Jiang Yingnan said. He resisted the urge of his body, put his other hand around her waist, and lifted her up.

The room was so quiet that you could hear each other's heartbeats.

Yan Kai leaned over, biting his raised Adam's apple, and her sweet breath spread on his neck.

"Add 7 to the favorability, and the current favorability is 72."

He took a breath and held the hand on the corner of the table harder.

The sleeves slipped down, Yan Kai reached out to close the window, and slid her fingers into the robe along the delicate collarbone. She complained slightly, "Why did you choose such a private room? It doesn't even have an inner room."

This is really unreasonable.

Zhou Yanshu stared at her, his eyes filled with lust. Their noses touched, and he said softly: "It's my fault."

Yan Kai held his arms around his neck, "Do you want to be here?"

If someone had told Zhou Yanshu before that he would agree to such a thing under such circumstances, he was not one of them.

He must have scoffed and punched the guy out.

The son of the prime minister and the disciple of the emperor, he has been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child. He wears silks and satins and eats delicacies from the mountains and seas. He has never suffered at all.

But now he answered without thinking, "Anything is fine."