Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 527 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (17)

He bent his lips again, and tilted his head to see him with a sincere expression.

"No, I'm not drunk."

Not only was she not drunk, she didn't drink at all.

Rong Yan frowned lightly, got up and came out from behind the desk.

He stood in front of He You, looking down at her.

"You should go back."

He blinked again: "Aren't you going to see me off?"

The girl's brows and eyes are bright and agile, and she has a kind of indistinguishable beauty.

Rong Yan tilted his head slightly, not looking at her, his voice was quiet.

"Let Ah Qi see you off."

He frowned again, and supported his head.

"I feel dizzy."

She shook her head, stretched out her hand towards Rong Yan, and spread her white and tender palm in front of him.

The girl's voice was soft and slightly lowered, not as clear as before.

"To help."

Rong Yan lowered his eyes slightly, quietly looked at her outstretched palm for a while, then took a step back.

The boy frowned, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"Stand up yourself."

So indifferent and ruthless.

He pouted secretly again, stood up unsteadily, turned around, and took unsteady steps again.

His footsteps were vacant, as if he was about to fall at any moment.

Rong Yan frowned, and gently raised the hand hanging in front of him.

He took another unsteady step, but for some reason, he staggered and rushed forward.

Rong Yan's eyes widened slightly, and the thin figure of the girl in the eyes gradually enlarged and became clear.

He raised his hand subconsciously, and He You accurately threw himself into his arms.

The waist under the palm was extremely slender and soft, such an unfamiliar touch made Rong Yan stunned for a moment.

Only now did he realize that he was so much taller than Ye Qiao.

He secretly smiled and narrowed his eyes again, put his arms around Rong Yan's waist, and gently rubbed his cheek against his chest.

Rong Yan's body became even stiffer, and the fingertips on He You's waist trembled.

After a while, the boy's long eyelashes trembled, and he pushed his shoulders.

No push.

He You held his waist tightly with both hands, and buried her whole body in his arms. When he pushed her, she rubbed against him in dissatisfaction.

Rong Yan pursed her lips, her voice tensed.

"You, you let go."

The tone is a little weak, not deterrent.

He hugged him tighter and muttered softly.

"Neither loose nor loose."

She was so close that Rong Yan seemed to be able to feel the softness of her chest.

Is it soft?

Rong Yan's body stiffened, and she blinked, eyes full of bewilderment and helplessness.

The young man stood blankly for a while, lowered his brows and eyes helplessly, raised his hand, patted Heyou's back lightly, and softened his voice slightly.

"Relax, okay?"

He rolled his eyes again: "Can I sleep with you today?"

Rong Yan pursed her lips and responded softly.

He let go of him again.

She was still holding his arm with one arm, dazed as if drunk.

Rong Yan lowered his eyes, and softly called Ah Qi.

Ah Qi came in in response, and when he saw He grabbing Rong Yan's arm again, he opened his eyes wide in surprise.

He looked at Rong Yan questioningly, as long as Rong Yan looked at him, he could make someone arrest Ye Qiao.

Where did this eunuch have the guts to treat his master like this.

Ke Rongyan just looked away lightly, and quietly glanced at He again.

He softly ordered: "Find a guest room for Master Ye."

He tilted his head to look at him again, blinking his moist eyes.

"Didn't you say that there is no guest room in your house?"

This is what he said himself.

Rong Yan pursed his lips, avoiding He You's gaze, and said in a low voice, "You remember wrongly."

He narrowed his eyes again: "You lied to me."

(End of this chapter)