Qin Dynasty snare people

Luo Yan opened his eyes drowsily. It was getting late outside the house, and the sun was shining into the house. It seemed that he could see dust dancing in the light.

soon.

Luo Yan felt his head was tingling and his mouth was dry. At the same time, the memory of last night began to revive.

He drank wildly with Han Fei and chatted about his sister.

after.

Vaguely and vaguely, he remembered that he insisted on going home, and then was sent out of the palace by the guards, and Mo Ya sent him back.

After returning home, Jingyu helped him into the house.

Then, he seemed to have put his arms around the waist of the Frightened Salamander, and said something, and then it was gone and fragmented.

"How much did I drink last night!?"

Luo Yan was a little confused. Since graduating from college in his previous life and entering the society for two years, he had been drunk only a handful of times. This time, he was so drunk that he even drank to pieces. It was simply unbelievable.

There must be something wrong with Han Fei's wine. Maybe it's expired and it's fake.

Luo Yan found a reason to comfort himself.

"water."

At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears, and then a bowl of warm water was placed on Luo Yan's bedside.

The figure of Jing Salamander appeared beside the bed at some point. She was dressed in a plain skirt but could not hide her graceful and graceful figure. Her eyes were like cold springs that made her head sober.

"Did I talk nonsense last night?!"

Luo Yan took a few sips of the warm water on the side, then glanced at the salamander, pretending not to care, and asked tentatively.

Logically speaking, his wine taste is still very good.

After getting drunk, he would insist on going home instead of playing around outside. And he would usually lie down on his stomach and fall asleep when he got home, rarely talking in his sleep.

But this time after drinking Han Fei's fake wine, Bu Wen felt uneasy.

The most important thing is that in my memory, he seems to have said something. It would be embarrassing if he said something that shouldn't be said.

"You said you wanted to have a hundred wives."

Jingyu looked at Luo Yan with his cold eyes, moved his thin lips slightly, and said softly.

Although she didn't know what a wife was, she could understand the word "marry". After that, the word "wife" was not difficult to guess. For the number one hundred, Jing Salad didn't know how to evaluate it, nor did she know how to talk about Luo Yan.

The most important thing is that Jingyu didn't think Luo Yan's body could bear this number.

"Ahem~"

Luo Yan almost spat out a mouthful of water. His old face was a little red. He was too embarrassed to look at Jingli. He felt embarrassed that his mother had caught him posing as Ultraman Tiga in the room. He could only cough. To cover up his guilt, the fake wine indeed emboldened him, and he felt that he must have said more than these things last night.

But Luo Yan didn't want to ask anymore.

"You also said..."

Jing Salamander's cold eyes hesitated for a moment before wanting to continue.

Luo Yan quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, laughed dryly and said, "It goes without saying, just think I drank too much last night."

".good!"

Jing Salamander nodded slightly, looked at Luo Yan, responded softly, then turned and walked out of the house.

Luo Yan covered his forehead with one hand, feeling that his reputation had been lost. There were some things he thought and said were two different things, especially when they were said by others. He could imagine what kind of virtue he had done last night, which was a bit embarrassing.

Shame, black history.

If you drink with Han Fei again from now on, he will be like a dog!

. . . . . . .

When Luo Yan, dressed neatly, walked out of the room, he found that it was already approaching noon.

The sun is high in the sky and the autumn air is crisp.

Luo Yan took a deep breath, cleared his heart, lungs and brain, and stood for a while with his eyes closed. As the internal energy circulated in his body, the aftereffects of drinking quickly subsided, and a feeling of energy returned.

At the same time, he also discovered a problem, that is, his butt was a little painful, so he couldn't help but reach out and rub it, and at the same time, he couldn't help but glance at the Frightened Salamander not far away.

Jing Salamander was making a pair of tiger-head shoes for children with unfamiliar movements. His movements were careful, but the outline of the tiger's head looked like a cat.

He seemed to notice Luo Yan's eyes.

Jing Salamander slowly raised his head and looked over with beautiful eyes, as if asking Luo Yan what he was looking at her for.

"We practiced last night?!"

Luo Yan hesitated and asked.

Jing Salamander nodded and said softly: "You insist on it, and you made a bet with me that if you hit me once, you will let me take off one piece of clothing."

Very rogue words came out of Jing Salamander's mouth, using the coldest tone.

Luo Yan's breath was suffocated, and he wanted to die at this moment.

I'm definitely not that kind of person! !

. . . . . .

People are coming and going on the street, and the street is most lively at noon.

Luo Yan looked at the handsome young man Lang Baifeng with melancholy. He didn't understand why Bai Feng replaced Mo Ya. Compared with the interesting guy Mo Ya, the handsome young man Lang Baifeng was like a rabbit, extremely boring. Apart from his appearance, Good-looking, easy to attract the attention of aunts, but really not attractive to a pure man.

"do you drink?!"

Luo Yan looked at Bai Feng and tried to find something to talk about to relieve the depression in his heart.

Bai Feng drove the carriage, and his cool face was a bit like Wei Zhuang's.

Hear the words.

Bai Feng glanced at the verbose Luo Yan beside him, frowned and said, "I am only responsible for picking you up and dropping you off, not chatting with you. If you are bored, you can go to Zilanxuan!"

During these days of delivering meals to Mo Ya, Bai Feng knew exactly what kind of guy Luo Yan was.

In Bai Feng's view.

People like Luo Yan will die on a woman's belly sooner or later.

Although Mo Ya has always said that this is the happiest way for a man to die, Bai Feng feels that this way of death is an insult to men.

How could a man die on a woman’s belly!

"You spy on me?!"

Luo Yan narrowed his eyes, looked at Bai Feng suspiciously, and asked.

He planned to tease the little cutie Bai Feng. Compared to the sophisticated Mo Ya, Bai Feng was like a canary protected in a cage, pure and simple.

When Bai Feng heard this, his eyes narrowed and he replied without thinking: "I didn't!"

"How would you know without you!?"

"Mo Crow said it!"

"It seems that Mo Ya and you have a good relationship. Mo Ya and I are brothers, so we are also brothers. You mentioned that you want to go to Zilanxuan yourself. If you want to go, I can invite you to go. No. How about you give me money and I’ll buy you a drink?”

Luo Yan adjusted his sitting position, looked at the cutie driving the carriage, and joked.

He didn't think Bai Feng would agree.

If Bai Feng really agrees, the worst case scenario is that Mo Ya will come to redeem her.

But with Bai Feng's appearance, it should be fine even if he has no money.

Handsome young men will always receive preferential treatment.

Maybe I can even get a red envelope.

"I dont go!"

Bai Feng frowned and glared at Luo Yan, barking like a little puppy that had been robbed of its bones.

Who are you trying to scare? !

Luo Yan felt happy and began to imitate Tang Seng: "Young man, don't be embarrassed, everyone comes here like this. I know you want to go, but you are embarrassed and still shy, afraid of being seen and afraid of being caught." , but Mo Crow is not here. Let’s go secretly, and I won’t tell Mo Crow. Don’t worry, I am known as an honest young man in my hometown. I never tell lies, and my credibility is guaranteed..."

Bai Feng's face was covered with frost, she entered freezing mode and ignored Luo Yan.

At the same time, Mo Crow complained in his heart.

Because Mo Ya actually told him that coming here was a good job.

What a fart!

This guy is so verbose! !

At this moment, Bai Feng just wanted to fly out as fast as possible to distance herself from Luo Yan. . .