The young man in front of him was tied tightly by the rope of her tie, his eyes widened, and he hurriedly untied the spell on the rope. After a moment, the rope was loosened, but his waistband also fell to the ground.

For a moment, his hair was so scared that he was about to stand up!

This woman was still complaining to him about how annoying the spirit girl was, but why did she look like this after she got her third cup!

The white hair is lightly hammered, the shoulders are exposed, the eyes are gentle, and the charming look is determined to take off his clothes!

I was muttering that I had to take off my pants when it was hot, and I had to change my clothes before going to bed...

Where did she hear this sentence?

Fu Chen didn't care about picking up his waist seal. Seeing that she was about to reach out again, she quickly jumped and hugged the beam of the room.

But when Zhaoyue took the jade flute in her hand, she threw it up and hit his elbow. Her arms were numb and she lost strength and she fell down.

Well, there was almost no suspense, and it fell steadily in her arms.

Looking at the flushing and smile on her cheeks, Fu Chen was sweating on her back.

Oh no!

He struggled for a while, unable to move at all.

Zhao Yue's shoulder was exposed, shook and hummed a small song, hugged the boy in his arms, walked straight into the inner room, and threw him on the bed.

Then he smiled evilly, and the smile was earth-shaking, scaring Fu Chen to retreat into the corner, holding the bed tightly and not letting go.

This woman's wine taste is so bad that it is so bad that ghosts and gods are so sad!

I don’t have to think too much, but in the blink of an eye, I was really left with a pair of shorts on my body!

Fu Chen stared at her big eyes for a long time. He was clearly holding the bed and didn't move at all. Why did the clothes disappear just by saying they were gone?

At this moment, she was smiling in front of her and actually raised her hand to take off the nightgown. The clothes under her neck were getting lower and lowered, and a small crescent birthmark on her chest was very conspicuous.

There was a heat flow between Fu Chen's nose, and the nose blood gushed down.

"Huh?" She looked at the person on the bed with drunken eyes, covered in blood, and smiled charmingly, her tongue was a little hard yelling, "Wait, I'll get you a veil."

Then, she turned around swayingly in Fu Chen's eyes. She had just taken a step and tripped by herself and fell to the ground.

Fu Chen was so scared that he didn't dare to move for a long time. He didn't hear any movement for a long time, so he looked at it.

The woman was lying on the ground and snoring sounded.

The boy on the bed finally let out a long breath while pressing his chest.

"Oh my God..."

"The heavenly clan is all fools!" The man on the ground raised his head and shouted, and Fu Chen shivered and hurriedly hid in and hid again.

Seeing that there was no movement for a long time, the touching on his handsome face was almost about to burst into tears.

I have to remember that this woman is banned from drinking.

The next day, the sun shone into the house outside the window, and Zhaoyue got up from the bed in a daze. She suddenly felt a pain on her head. She raised her hand and touched a big bag, but she couldn't remember how the bag came about.

After putting on his clothes, he lay in front of the mirror and looked back and forth for a long time. He looked left and right and didn't seem to be beaten by Fu Chen, and he was full of questions.

After coming out of the inner room, I saw Fu Chen Tiei black with a black face, sitting at the table with a graceful look, facing the table with delicious food, frowning.

She was puzzled, and walked over and took a steamed bun and stuffed it into her mouth.

After taking a bite, the man's voice sounded louder: "Have you ever drunk with another man before?"

Zhao Yue didn't expect him to ask this, and raised his head and thought for a moment: "I want to talk about the most recent one, when Yuehai Huanhua Pavilion was established, we all drank it once, and for some reason, the whole Yuehai Huanhua Pavilion was banned."

Fu Chen's face was extremely dark, looking at Zhaoyue who was eating by herself.

It turns out that she has no idea what it looks like to drink.

He shook his head helplessly and said in disgust: "You must believe that banning alcohol is for your own good."

"Ah?" Zhao Yue scratched her head, "To be honest, I really like drinking."

Suddenly, the boy stared at him with a hint of killing intent: "Don't drink with a man other than me."

Zhao Yue was stunned, her eyes blinking like stars in the sky, and she said indignantly: "Stupid boy, why!"

He took a deep breath and said for a while: "Do you remember what you did to me last night?"

Don't say it, she really doesn't remember it.

I couldn't answer, but I was really curious. I moved the stool at the dining table forward and sat down, scooped a bowl of soup, and asked, "I really don't remember it."

Fu Chen was not surprised by this sentence at all.

Expressionless, he said word by word:

"I'm defaming my innocence."

With a puff, Zhaoyue's chicken soup that had just been drunk in her mouth sprayed out, staring at the serious boy beside her incredible eyes.

It took a long time to ask a word: "What?"

"You must be responsible for me." Fuchen sat there, took out a handkerchief from his chest and handed it to her: "So, don't drink with men other than me."

Zhaoyue took the handkerchief, wiped her wet collar of her mouth and chest, but her eyes never moved away from his cheeks.

Looking at the boy in front of him, although he didn't look like he was lying, he didn't seem to have lost his innocence. He probably wanted her to relax her vigilance and slash him.

She chuckled, disagreed, and picked up another chicken leg: "Oh, you, a man with a long experience in the battlefield, why is it like a big girl's house? It's dirty if it's dirty. This is not the first time, hurry up and have a meal."

Fu Chen's eyebrows were thumping, I wonder if she was talking about it was not the first time, but who was talking about it?

Not the first time he asked her to be responsible, wouldn't he be sick?

Seeing her relaxed look, he snorted coldly in his nose, touched his lips, and four words popped out: "Crimson Birthmark."

These four words were like a bomb, blowing out Zhao Yue's head shell and smoking. The hand that picked up the chicken legs stopped in the air and remained motionless.

His face turned blue and white, and he turned his head and looked at Fu Chen with great difficulty.

He held back the smile on his chest and said in a very heavy tone:

"...I have to take off my clothes and tie the immortal rope and lock the body, and I can't even run away..."

He sighed softly and wiped two tears in front of her:

"I'm holding the beam. Look, there are still my palm prints on the beam..."

Afterwards, he picked up the chopsticks and started eating with a sad look on his face. Zhao Yue sat aside, petrified like a sculpture, staring at a table of good dishes.

Fu Chen looked at the smoke from her head and felt happy.

In the remaining half day, she looked back and forth in the inner room at the bronze mirror in front of her, and repeatedly confirmed that the position of the crescent birthmark was indeed a bit low. She was wrapped tightly on her clothes on weekdays, so she probably didn't have a chance to reveal it.

Could it be that I really attacked a minor child last night?

Zhaoyue's back felt a faint chill.

Thinking of what he said during lunch, he suddenly became interested in his own wine.

She really wanted to ask Ye Ming, ask Shi Yan and Ji Rui what happened after drinking the wine on the day when the Yuhai Huanhua Pavilion was completed. Will it be like what he said, chasing people's clothes.

If this is true, whose clothes were she stripped off back then?

Alas, just thinking about it makes me feel lost.

Fu Chen from the outer room now put everything that happened in the past few days on the surface.

He hugged his chest with his hands, frowned, and looked at the small characters he was walking down on the table in front of him.

Even though Zhaoyue's plan seemed perfect, he always felt that things were not as simple as she thought. If they saw only what Fusang was willing to see...

Fu Chen took a deep breath.

The spirit girl told Zhaoyue about Lingmei's identity at this time, and even came at the risk of Lingmei's possibility of being restored to her memory by Zhaoyue. Why?

It's really just as she said. She just wants to give her a title and sell Zhaoyue a favor?

How is it possible.

The cold wind suddenly rose outside the window, and the leaves of the big tree in the living yard fell all over the ground.

In the Nine Heavens Yuqing Hall, Fusang looked at the letters in his hand, looked up at the gorgeous sky light, and said with a smile:

"Winter is coming."
Chapter completed!