[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

After those two people left, the atmosphere here became more and more solidified, and finally Tokia spoke up.

"The jade hairpin on Your Highness's head is pretty good, but warm jade is hard to come by, especially with such a fine color."

Lin Qiyu, who had been drinking all the time, smiled when he heard this, and raised his hand to rub the corner of the hairpin. Maybe it was because he had drunk too much wine, and the corners of his cold eyebrows were stained with powder, like fainted. Like rouge.

"Well, it was sent to me by a very important person. He is very good."

It was so good that he didn't dare to spy, and he didn't have the courage to say "follow me" that day.

Zero Seven looked at his host being amusing so much, stepped on his hind legs, and got out of Shi Xia's arms, and there were only two people left in the small space.

"Oh? It seems that His Highness likes that person very much?"

The cycle of time and summer progressed gradually, with a slightly seductive tone, and there was nothing like a gentleman to push the wine cup towards him a little more.

Lin Qiyu was also a little dizzy, and her usually forbearable words became straightforward, with a child's ignorance on her cold face, she nodded fiercely: "I like it."

His love is restrained and forbearing, but still turbulent and complicated, with a hot heart immersed in water, like a moth to a flame, unable to restrain his love.

He reached out to get the wine cup, but unexpectedly met a cold and white hand, and was about to let go, but was grabbed by the fingertips and squeezed in bit by bit, clasping the palm.

"Presumptuous!" Lin Qiyu's eyes were tinged with coldness, and she grabbed his wrist and pulled him closer.

There was a faint outline of the person opposite him under the white veil, which made him stretch out his hand out of nowhere to push away the obtrusive thing.

The person under the veil looked at him tenderly, seeing that delicate and familiar face, Lin Qiyu was in a trance for a moment.

The spicy liquor warmed his heart and lungs, and his head became more and more dizzy. He couldn't tell whether it was the wine that was intoxicating or the person opposite him who made him think about it all night.

"Shixia..." Lin Qiyu murmured in a dazed way, with a hint of drunkenness between his brows and eyes. He didn't suddenly regain his senses until his fingertips touched the warm face. He quickly let go and stood up. stand firm.

The breeze leaked in through the bamboo window, blowing gently on his now somewhat insane mind, looking at the motionless person opposite him, he sat back again, and said blankly, "Is it a dream?"

Shixia almost laughed out loud, looking at Lin Qiyu, who was getting cuter when he was drunk, with a wicked sense of humor, and didn't explain, and let him knead and knead his face.

Seeing that he didn't move, Lin Qiyu was even more convinced that it was in a dream, her hands became more and more disorganized, so she simply took his face and drew it.

The slightly hot touch on his fingertips gave him great temptation, he touched the soft lips lightly, raised his eyes to look at Tokia, his tense figure gradually relaxed.

Knowing that this was a dream, he uttered the things hidden deep in his heart, including his fiery heart that had been hidden behind the ice wall.

It was no longer a light kiss, but tossing and grinding, sucking and nibbling. His heart was so fast that he was a little at a loss, but he was reluctant to leave, so he could only bear the more intense beating helplessly.

When he was pushed down on the table, he was still a little dazed, his eyebrows fluttered in bewilderment, and the things on the table fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"You..." As soon as he said a word, his lips were blocked, and his fingers grabbed the corner of his clothes indiscriminately because they couldn't find a support point, and they turned white with force.

Shixia took away the obtrusive bamboo hat and looked at him obediently bearing it, as if he had been scratched by a cat's paw in his heart, sour and soft, a little sweet as hell.

Only in front of this person can he feel that he is really needed, not the dispensable tool that his father said.

The breeze blows over the green water, bringing a calm wave, covering two connected hearts.

Lin Qiyu woke up in a daze, and saw the familiar furnishings in the room. He was a little puzzled as to how he came back, but the memory flooded back and was frozen on Shixia's cold and pale face, making him sit up suddenly, and bumped into an unsteady face. A bosom with a cool breath.

"Your Highness is still so reckless."

Shixia supported him just before he hit the bedpost, his tone was teasing, and he was holding a bowl of things in his hand, which seemed very "virtuous".

Lin Qiyu obviously couldn't recover, and looked up at him stiffly, with a hoarse voice after drinking: "You...why are you here?"

The cold-faced boy had a rare dull look, his hair was disheveled, and his usually neat collar was also a little disheveled. He looked a little more smoky, making him even more rare, since Shixia was quite rare anyway.

Shixia put the things on the table, and knocked his head angrily when he heard the words, gnashing his teeth a bit: "What do you think? Little liar, I promised that Lantern would meet me. I originally wanted to go with you that day. Going back to Qi Country, but in the end, I have to come and catch you myself, right?"

Lin Qiyu's mind was blank now, and he tied his arms tightly to the person in his arms, fearing that if he didn't pay attention, he would lose it.

As if he had found a long-lost treasure, the secret joy in his heart made his arms tighten more and more, and the intense emotion wanted to integrate everyone into his blood, and the corners of his frozen eyes curved into an arc.

"Okay, no matter how tight it is, I'll strangle him to death and drink the hangover soup." Shi Xia was hurt by his arm but his expression remained unchanged. He cleverly clasped his numb tendon and forced him to loosen it. He picked up the medicine bowl Pass it to him.

Lin Qiyu twisted his lips and drank it. After the initial excitement calmed down, his face became a little embarrassed, and he was a little ashamed of his behavior just now.

It's really...too violent!

Although Tokia didn't know what he was thinking, but with his personality, he knew that he was shy. After putting the bowl away, he went to wrap his arms around his waist, and he really felt the muscles under his hands tense.

"Your Highness, did I trouble you when I came to look for you? You don't look very happy." Shi Xia looked at his red earlobes and said intentionally, but his voice was low.

"No! I..." Afraid that Shi Xia would misunderstand him, he hurriedly turned his head, so he met the smiling eyebrows of the man, and naturally knew that he belonged to Kuang himself. He was a little anxious, and said softly, "Why are you with Wen Wanyan?"

Shi Xia was lying on the quilt without seeing anything else, with a lazy hook in her voice: "When I first entered the city, someone was rumoring that she was your unmarried wife, so naturally she was going to kill someone."

What he said was unreserved, but Lin Qiyu didn't believe it at all, and turned his attention to another matter, pretending to test unintentionally: "It doesn't matter if I want to marry her, after all, the grace is irresistible."

Shixia looked at him quietly, closed his eyes after looking at him uncontrollably, but felt a little lonely all over his body: "If Your Highness really likes her, just pretend that I have never been here before, and maybe I can be with you after a while." Marry a wife and have children."

Lin Qiyu became tyrannical, clamped his wrists, and said with a sinister tone, "If you dare to marry someone else, I will lead a heavy army to conquer the country now!"

Shi Xia sneered, his collar was pulled loose by him, revealing half of his porcelain white collarbone, he stood up and stretched out his hand to pinch his chin: "Just kidding, but also, as long as I'm here, you won't be able to marry anyone in your life. "

His offensive actions were not offensive in Lin Qiyu's eyes, his eyes seemed to be filled with stars, and his voice was a little stubborn: "A gentleman."

Shi Xia chuckled: "It's hard to catch a four-horse horse."