After binding the system I was forced to dress in women [Quick Transmigration]

He Wuhuan looked up at the Jinxiu Flower Building in front of him, his eyes focused on the three characters "Drunken Spring Breeze" on the plaque, and his expression was slightly distorted.

"Is this the good place you said?" The voice was quite gritted.

Yun Han didn't care about his questioning, unfolded his fan with a "shua", shook it coquettishly, and nodded: "Exactly." That gesture attracted several girls to wave to them frequently.

"Second master, come quickly~~"

He Wuhuan's expression was even uglier, he was pulling Yun Han to leave, but Yun Han dodged him as soon as he stretched out his hand, tapped the back of his hand with a fan, and lowered his voice Said: "Good Ah Huan, just let me play, I haven't had a drink for a long time."

He Wuhuan frowned: "Where can't you drink wine, it must be in this place of fireworks?"

"How can the wine from other places be as fragrant as here...Eh? You have never been to Hualou, have you?" Yun Han looked over with a playful eye while speaking, and glanced at He Wuhuan's lower body with malicious intentions.

He Wuhuan only felt a wave of anger rushing towards Tianling Gai, but before he could get angry, a group of women poured out from the building, surrounded them, dragging and dragging He Wuhuan in.

He Wuhuan has been walking in the rivers and lakes all year round since he was young. He has encountered countless dangers and almost lost his life several times, but he has never been so helpless as he is now.

"Master, you are so handsome! Would you like to listen to my slave's singing a cappella?"

"Master, do you drink tea? I'm the best at making tea!"

"Oh, my lord, your sword is really special! Can I have a look at it?"

Although He Wuhuan's complexion was pale, there was cold sweat on his forehead. These women's clothes were very cool, and the almost transparent clothes could see the faint skin. They pressed against him passionately, and the body temperature and fragrance continuously invaded him.

But Yun Han in front of him was a different scene.

"Master, you haven't been here for a long time." A beauty in pink said coquettishly, grabbing Yun Han's sleeve.

Yun Han smiled and tapped her forehead lightly with his fan: "Aren't I here?"

The beauty groaned pretending to be in pain, covered her forehead, and glared at him shyly, "When did you come here, didn't you come for Sister Qiluo?"

Yun Han covered the lower half of his face with the fan, blinked and teased: "Oh, is Zhu Xin jealous?"

Yun Han's posture was very coquettish, matched with that face, it was really frivolous and flirtatious, Zhu Xin blushed, and was about to say something, but was interrupted.

He Wuhuan saw Yun Han stuffing an ingot of gold for the girl named Zhu Xin, and winked at her: "Take it and buy some beautiful clothes, a lovely daughter like you should dress up beautifully."

Zhu Xin was watched affectionately by his affectionate eyes, even though she had experienced many battles, she couldn't help but blush, she stumbled and couldn't speak for a while, and when she recovered, the handsome man in front of her turned her head to talk to other people. The sisters went to talk.

He Wuhuan watched with cold eyes, Yun Han was very familiar with the girls in this building, and his movements were very natural. It can be seen that he is a frequent visitor here. Seeing that there are more and more women around, He Wuhuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, went up a few steps and grabbed him by the collar, He lowered his voice and warned: "You'd better give me enough time!"

Probably because He Wuhuan's appearance was too frightening, the women around were intimidated by his aura, and they all backed away a few steps for a while.

He Wuhuan turned his eyes to the person wearing gold and silver, who was clearly a madam, and said, "Find a clean room, and bring some good wine."

The madam quickly responded, and winked at Yun Han who was being carried by him, and immediately heard the bastard say loudly: "Mom, ask Qi Luo to come over to play the piano, and Zhu Xinyue Li Tong Le, I haven't heard them for a long time." Sing the song, and bring out the jar of wine that I buried last time."

The bustard's colorful face immediately burst into a smile, she nodded her head again and again, and then called Mr. Gui to take them upstairs.

The room is in a secluded attic. As soon as I entered the room, I was blown by a gust of fragrant wind. The room is very cool. It should be that there are ice cubes stored around the room. Ice storage is not a clever way to cool down, but it is very effective for cooling off. However, due to the high cost, generally only wealthy families can afford it. It can be seen that this Zuichunfeng is an out-and-out gold-selling cave.

The layout of the room is very elegant, the wooden furniture is full of texture, an exquisite incense burner in the middle is filled with thin smoke, and the sky blue tulle hangs down from the beams, covering everything hazy, like a dream, it is not the vulgar makeup that He Wuhuan imagined land.

Not long after the two of them sat down, a female voice came from the other side of the gauze curtain. It was Qi Luo and several sisters who came in through a specific door and saluted them through a layer of hazy gauze.

Yun Han greeted them with a smile, and then urged them to start quickly, he couldn't wait any longer.

The wine was also brought, and the two of them drank while listening to music, Yun Han closed his eyes intoxicated, He Wuhuan looked at him unconsciously, but the moment he opened his eyes, he found a flash of lack of interest in his eyes.

When he heard the third song, Yun Han got up.

He Wuhuan stared at his movements, and heard him beg forgiveness to the woman inside the gauze curtain, and then he was about to step out.

He Wuhuan was suddenly nervous, stood up and asked, "Where are you going?"

Yun Han raised one eyebrow and turned around, with a half smile but not a smile: "I'm going to pee, you want to follow?"

He Wuhuan: "..."

"Don't worry, I will never run away this time." After Yun Han finished speaking, he rolled his eyes, laughed meanly, and raised his voice to the inside of the gauze curtain: "Several beauties, help me treat this friend well, It's his first time here." Hospitality, first time, these two words were bitten very hard by him.

He Wuhuan looked helplessly at Yun Han's leaving back, Fang sat down, the gauze curtain was lifted, and several beauties walked out, smiling to meet him.

He Wuhuan put the sword on the table expressionlessly, the faces of the beauties changed slightly, they looked at each other a few times, and retreated into the gauze curtain in a very measured manner, leaving him to drink alone outside.

He Wuhuan has a very good capacity for alcohol, and he doesn't feel drunk after drinking one after another, and gradually feels something is wrong.

Why has Yun Han been gone for so long?

He got up quickly, picked up the sword and walked out, just as he was about to ask someone for directions, when he heard someone calling for a fight in the backyard.

He Wuhuan had an intuition that it was related to Yun Han, so he followed the flow of people to the backyard. Sure enough, there were two people fighting each other in the courtyard at the moment.

He Wuhuan glanced past the two unlucky ghosts with bruised noses and swollen faces, and landed on the person who was squatting beside him, eating a plate of dried fruit while keeping fanning the flames.

He pulled the two of them apart one by one with each hand, and threw them to the same place, then bent down to look at Yun Han, and asked, "You provoked it again?"

Yun Han glared at him, threw a walnut into his mouth, and said innocently: "No way, I just watched them quarreling for a long time. It was so hot and my mouth was dry. What should I do if I have heatstroke? Then I helped them It's just a click."

He Wuhuan found it funny: "I'm afraid they'll get heatstroke from arguing, so let them fight?"

Yun Han said righteously: "Why? I'm obviously trying to persuade them to love each other!" After speaking, he stretched out his hand to He Wuhuan, "Give me a hand, my legs are numb."

He Wuhuan pulled him up and said helplessly, "You are a disaster, whoever meets you will suffer."

"Don't blame me, I didn't see you suffer!"

"You still have the face to say?"

The flower wine was not enjoyable, and they didn't want to go back to share a small bed on a hot day, so the two each carried a few jars of wine and came to an unoccupied roof, planning to get drunk.

After drinking a few pots of wine, both of them were a little drunk. They lay side by side on the blue tiles, looking at the bright starry sky of Midsummer Night.

"Ah Huan, do you think people will become stars after death?" Yun Han asked with his tongue out.

He Wuhuan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yes."

Yun Han laughed, full of drunkenness: "Then my parents... hiccup... must be the darkest, darkest two..."

He Wuhuan was puzzled: "Why do you say that?"

Yun Han giggled beside him, "I won't tell you..."

He Wuhuan: "..."

Yun Han had enough of laughing, turned over and approached He Wuhuan, his lips were almost close to He Wuhuan's ear, and said softly, "I will definitely not become a star when I die."

He Wuhuan twitched inexplicably in his heart, frowned and said solemnly: "Whatever is dead or not, you can speak freely!"

Yun Han sighed: "Look at you, why are you frowning again? You are young, like an old man."

He Wuhuan: "I..."

Yun Han covered his lips, "Shh...look at the stars."

He got very close, and He Wuhuan could see his slightly drunken face clearly, even his cunning was so bright.

They watched in silence for a long time, until the lights of Wanjia in the city gradually went out, the two sat up again, and put the last jug of wine into their stomachs.

They were all completely drunk, and Yun Han lay down with drunken eyes, and suddenly asked a strange question: "Ah Huan, if one day I do something irreversible, everyone in the world will want to kill me, hurry up, you Will you be my enemy?"

He Wuhuan's mind was so drunk that he couldn't hear what he said. He was awakened by the inexplicable coldness, and when he tried to recall his question, he found that Yun Han had already fallen asleep.

He Wuhuan stared quietly at his sleeping face, Yun Han was really very good-looking, he was the prettiest person he had ever seen when he grew up, from the first time he saw him under the pomegranate tree that year, he could never forget it.

Even if Yun Han's temper is so stubborn, he can easily drown in it, just like a jar of strong wine, even the smell of the wine is intoxicating, one gulp down his throat, and then he becomes intoxicated little by little, gradually giving up struggling, hoping to be drunk for a long time Do not wake up again.

As a result, He Wuhuan seemed to be possessed by a demon, bent down in a strange way, almost trembling, and kissed his lips.

The author has something to say: I think it’s still sweet now, coo~