I am your father [Hua Qiangu]

Dongfang Yuqing couldn't figure it out, she obviously couldn't hold enough alcohol, but she insisted on drinking, and then she was so drunk that she fell to the ground, even if she was cheated, she probably had to count the money happily, how did this girl grow up? so big.

Then he didn't figure it out until he entered the inn, asked for a room, dragged him in and put him on the bed.

Fortunately, Feng Feiyu's wine was not bad, he was not noisy, and he was quite obedient.

He sat on the side of the bed and looked at the person with a pale face. He didn't know whether she was dreaming or half asleep. He muttered and didn't know what to say. His small expression was very aggrieved and pitiful, and even the mole at the corner of her eyes was dim. dull.

He also couldn't figure out what could force her, a little girl who looked sixteen or seventeen years old, to be like this, although she didn't cry, but her brows were furrowed in deep sorrow.

He reached out and gently stroked her frowning brow.

"What's so sad?"

He didn't know how many times he asked this sentence at the dinner table today, but she gave him a sloppy look. Until now, he hasn't guessed a reason from her performance, which makes him scratch his head now. Liver, dumbfounding.

He didn't plan to open another room tonight, he just had to watch the alcoholic for the rest of the night, so he leaned against the end of the bed with his eyes slightly closed.

In this way, in the middle of the night, Feng Feiyu woke up in a daze and wanted to drink water. Just as he pulled the quilt, he heard rustling next to him, followed by a man's voice: "Are you awake? Drink water?"

She heard a shock, and in the darkness, she seemed to be swaying, and Dongfang Yuqing saw a ball of fire coming from the bedside.

He was so frightened that he quickly avoided it, quickly took the teapot on the table, opened the lid, and poured it in the direction of the flames!

Feng Feiyu saw the man's handsome side face clearly through the small cluster of flames for a moment, relaxed his tense nerves, and rubbed his head fiercely.

She said to Dongfang dissatisfied: "Why are you sitting by my bed in a sneaky way?!"

Dongfang Yuqing had just extinguished the flames that hadn't caused a big mistake, and she was a little annoyed along with the fire ball because of her actions, and began to speak nonsense: "Your bed still has half of my space! What do you call your bedside!?"

Feng Feiyu was taken aback, looking at his handsome face flushed with anger in the faint moonlight, he swallowed inexplicably, and didn't say the last word.

For some reason, this stupid scholar... looks a little good-looking.

Dongfang Yuqing's good looks are just handsome, and handsome to the extreme, unlike Bai Zihua, who is as desolate as snow and the flower of Gaoling, his attire as a scholar and his occasional open-eyed smile make him very friendly. He has a natural bearing, like the unforgettable boy next door in the floating world, who wrote poetry at the age of three, was able to fight at the age of five, won the imperial examination at the age of six, and won the number one scholar in his teens. child'.

One of the reasons why Feng Feiyu didn't like Bai Zihua was because she saw Dongfang Yuqing as a clear and beautiful young man first, and then looked at the flowers of Gaoling across the sea, she just felt it was pretentious and fake.

After Dongfang Yuqing said those words, he was also stunned for a moment, but it was only a matter of a breath, and immediately he came back to his senses, turned around and lit the lamp in the room.

After such a fuss, Feng Feiyu became dizzy and sober up a lot, the room was lit again, and she clearly saw that the fire she threw over was not considered a very lethal fire, which had already burned the bed curtain made a hole.

Kind of appalling.

She scratched her cheek with her index finger in embarrassment: "That... sorry..." I don't know whether to apologize to Dongfang or to the bed curtain.

"I don't know who you are apologizing to." Dongfang Yuqing didn't hide it, but also figured out her temperament, and teased while putting away the teapot in her hand.Then he said to her, "I'll get a new pot of tea, and you sit still."

Without giving Feng Feiyu anything to say, he opened the door and went downstairs with the teapot in hand.

Feng Feiyu still sat upright on the head of the bed, maintaining a slightly embarrassed look just now, and watched him go out.

In the middle of the night, the lonely man and the widow were in the same room.

She wiped her cheeks, touched her hairstyle vaguely, and thought: "Only this stupid scholar is like a piece of wood, doesn't he have any whimsy?" ' Then he rolled his eyes to himself again, and smiled again.

It is estimated that he has not sobered up, his mind is still confused, and he is thinking about other things in a mess.

While Feng Feiyu was still thinking about it, Dongfang Yuqing had already returned, with freshly brewed tea in his hand, he first went to the table to get a cup of tea.

"Come on, drink it quickly, it can relieve the hangover."

Feng Feiyu frowned when he saw that the strong tea he handed over was like a soup.

"Can I say no?" she asked, frowning.

Dongfang Yuqing shook her head firmly at her: "No, drink it soon, it's not bitter."

Feng Feiyu half-believingly lifted his glass to his lips, raised his head and took a long gulp.

"..." The rich tea fragrance in the mouth and the bitter taste that exploded in the taste buds are not much different from the hangover soup last time.

She refused to drink any more, and handed over the remaining third of the teacup: "No more! You lied to me, it's so hard!"

Now she has some doubts that Dongfang Yuqing is deliberately embarrassing her!

"I said, did you do that hangover soup last time on purpose?" She squinted her eyes and looked up at him, exuding a dangerous aura.

Dongfang Yuqing was silent for a moment, and immediately said: "I said before, that's what hangovers are like, it's normal to suffer."

Feng Feiyu looked at him fixedly, without speaking.

Dongfang Yuqing: "..." Why is it so hard to deceive all of a sudden? ?

Obviously it was easy to deceive before.

Feng Feiyu seemed to read the meaning behind his calm expression, and said lightly: "Don't try to lie to me again, even if you didn't lie to me before, you should be now, because you hesitated just now."

Dongfang thinks that girls are too smart and not good for Yazi.

He rubbed the teacup in his hand with his fingers, and said with a smirk: "Well, whatever you say, I can't tell you. Are you still uncomfortable? If you are uncomfortable, lie down and continue to sleep. It's only a moment of ugly, You can continue to sleep."

She casually asked: "What about you? Are you still sleeping at the end of my bed?"

He turned around and put down the teacup, poured another cup of tea and drank it before answering her: "I'll just sit down for a while and leave, you don't have to worry."

"Huh?" Feng Feiyu asked him suspiciously, "What's the rush? Why are you leaving in such a hurry? You don't want to get ahead for exams, do you?" She heard it before in her reincarnation Yes, scholars have to go to Beijing to catch up with the exams to get ahead.

But her acquaintance with Dongfang Yuqing is not very long, but it is not short. After a few meetings, she doesn't seem to care about "Zhihu Zheye" and "fame and fame". She always feels that although he is very bookish A little bit, but not the kind of dead book temperament.

So, on the one hand, she didn't bother to think about what else he had to do, why he was able to stay in Changli, and why he could find her accurately. Relationship, it's not convenient to manage so much.

The relationship between the two is not very good... It is not convenient to care so much...

These two sentences lingered in her mind, as if some kind of floodgate had been opened, which made her a little stunned, and her mind quickly thought about the things she did not long ago, as well as Hua Qiangu's last expression.

"That's right...that's right..." she murmured.

Dongfang Yuqing wanted to answer her three repeated questions just now, but when she turned around, she was sitting on the bed in a daze, her eyes were blank and she was muttering to herself, as if she was in a bewitched state, and she didn't care about it. I know whether I should speak up or not.

He got up and sat down by the bed, leaning slightly to observe her.

Feng Feiyu was still in his own thoughts, thought for a long time, raised his head and saw him in front of his eyes, blinked but didn't realize it, a little silly.

"...I think, maybe I'm really wrong..." She said to herself to the handsome face in front of her.

Dongfang Yuqing reached out, touched her tangled fingers, and asked softly, "What's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

When she heard someone ask, she subconsciously replied: "It's just... I shouldn't treat her that way, maybe I think it's for her own good, but our current relationship may not be the time when I can do too many things for her .”

Dongfang Yuqing was at a loss.

What's all this mess?

Who is she/he?

He suddenly felt that he heard an important point in it, and he blurted out and asked, "Who is she/he?"

Feng Feiyu' Huh? ' let out a sound, and looked at him puzzled, but this time his eyes were clearer.

He asked again patiently: "You just muttered for a long time, what's wrong, what's wrong with you today?" He wanted to reach out and touch her forehead to see if she had a fever and said lies.

Before her hand touched her forehead, she slapped it open: "If you drink too much, just pretend I'm talking nonsense."

She still didn't want to tell him what happened to her today.

Dongfang Yuqing: "..."

"Why don't you talk anymore?"

Dongfang Yuqing: "...what should I say?"

Feng Feiyu: "I can't sleep anymore, let's chat?"

Dongfang Yuqing: "Then how much is it for chatting? I need to charge for chatting."

Feng Feiyu looked at his serious-looking expression wordlessly, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing, and then couldn't help laughing harder and harder, already bent down and buried in the quilt trembling, his voice was also confused It doesn't sound too real.

But Dongfang Yuqing knew that she should be amused by him at this moment.

That’s right, that person just now looked like a soulless person, those who didn’t know it thought they had drunk too much alcohol, and it’s hard to find a medical clinic at this time, so he could only tease her with a brainstorm, and he didn’t know if it would work .

Unexpectedly, she smiled strangely.

However, it's good to laugh, so that you don't have to say anything in your heart, and you can't vent it, which is really uncomfortable.