116 Drunk and wake up

The laughter on the river bank is getting closer, but it seems to be very far away, and it doesn't really sound.

Fengchuan just came back from Wufu and learned from Wumei that Yaoling's heartless guy actually went out to the lantern party with Wulingchun early.

What Wu Mei said later, but Fengchuan didn't listen to a word. Walking back to the market with his head down, the footsteps of all kinds of people flashed on the ground with all kinds of lights and shadows, and then turned into a blank.

When I looked up again, I unconsciously walked to the door of Yangchun Hall. I don't know if the female king is still drinking in it.

Go in and have a look.

There are much fewer people in the restaurant than before. In the seat next to the window on the second floor, Hua Shenshen was still sitting there alone, holding the wine jar and looking out of the window. Her delicate back was set off by the huge fireworks in the night sky, which was very lonely.

It turns out that the fireworks have begun. After all, I still couldn't catch up.

Hua was deeply aware of the sound of footsteps approaching and slowly turned her head. There were five or six wine jars on the table around her. At this time, the peach blossoms were burning on her face, and her eyes were slightly drunk and cute.

"Why did you come back? Is it disliked by remote dementia again?" Her fingers jumped happily at the edge of the wine jar, not to say whether she was proud or didn't care.

"In this world, only I can call her dementia!" Fengchuan grabbed the wine jar deep in Hua's arms and looked up and poured it down.

"Bum." The wine jar slapped fiercely on the table, and Hua Shen's eyes shook, and Fengchuan had sat down opposite her again.

"Tut-tut." Hua deeply shook her head and shook her fingers at Fengchuan. "I was disliked, so I ran to drink to relieve my worries. It's really bad."

The flowers poured oil on the deep fire, just like a cold wine spring rushing into Fengchuan's stomach, which made the anger at the bottom of his heart fall into the ashes of despair, and fell into the bottomless abys.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Crackling!"

Hua leaned deeply on the back of the chair, crossed his legs, held his shoulder and looked at the wine jar smashed by Xiao Fengchuan on the ground. His drinking capacity was not small.

Fengchuan raised his arm to wipe off the residual wine on his lips. His front has been watered through the wine.

"I said, you've finished drinking, what are you doing here?"

Fengchuan picked up the wine jar and put it on his lap. "How many days are you going to stay with us? You're not really a spy sent by the devil, are you?"

"Huh--" Hua was deeply drunk and smiled. Do people talk more once they drink wine? "The demon clan is full of boring guys. I stay at home. I want to fight and have no opponent. I want to eat and my father doesn't have time to accompany me. I want to drink, and there is no one to be my companion--

"Huge. Now you're drinking yours - you've finished it; I'm drinking mine, and we have something to do with each other!" Xiao Fengchuan waved his hand in a hurry. No, it's him who is wrong. He should find another pub to have a good drink. Is there more than this one in Yangzhou? Why did you come in when you walked to the Yangchun Hall and deliberately sat opposite Huashen? What the hell!

"Papa!"

Two more wine jars fell to the ground. Fengchuan didn't understand whether he was much more comfortable or more uncomfortable. The fireworks outside the window burst into the sky one after another, which made people's hearts bright and dark.

He stood up and shook his head. The flower on the opposite side sat there deeply and did not become two.

Not drunk... Not drunk? Damn it!

"Damn... I said you--"

"Bangdang."

Fengchuan stretched out his arm and fell straight on the table. His hand was impartial and just rested on Hua Shen's right shoulder.

Hey... Are you drunk after only six jars? Originally, I planned to take him to put on the river lanterns, but I couldn't take advantage of him.

The deep lovesickness of the flower circled around the wrist, the red light flowed, and the flower shadow swayed: "The Shaohua is extremely prosperous!"

The red light fell to the ground, and the flowers bloomed softly, and the flowers disappeared again and again. Among them, there was a man as rich as jade kneeling on one leg, and the bright red under the corner of his right eye depicted the lines of the flowers.

"Miss." He saluted and stood up slowly.

"Take this man with you. Let's go to the river." Hua Shen put Acacia on her shoulder, got up first, and didn't look at it more.

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I have a headache.

Fengchuan opened his eyes in a daze, and his headache seemed to have a sharp blade. Countless street lanterns and fireworks swayed in the field of vision, crimson and purple, green grass and goose yellow, all fainting together in an instant. Is this... on the street?

Fengchuan rubbed his eyes, and when he opened his eyes again, the color of his eyes began to slowly separate and return to place, gradually flowing into an inherent shape, flowing crowds, gently brushing willow branches, and familiar pavilions and pavilions.

It's really on the street. However, his legs are obviously not moving. Why does he feel that he has been moving forward?

Fengchuan's hand moved up gently, and there seemed to be something beating under the soft and cool cloth.

His hand bounced away like an electric touch. His legs were kicked, but it seemed to be firmly held by one hand and could not move.

He woke up. I have to wake up completely! He is actually on a man's back! Fengchuan's throat didn't know whether it was because he drank too much or panicked. He was so thirsty that he wanted to swallow.

"**What?" The man slowly turned his head, and his cyan eyes were slightly angry.

I believe that anyone who has seen these eyes will not forget them.

Fengchuan's memory quickly extended forward and bounced back like a spring. Is it the demon man who is the trial tower of the inkstone?

"I, where do I have **! Put me down quickly!"

What a shame! This is another man who is drunk on the back of a man who looks so evil on the street. What will others think when they see it?

"Dad, what are you running over?"

Hua Shen was supposed to walk five steps in front of the two, but she noticed that her footsteps had stopped, so she turned around to see what was going on.

It turned out to be Fengchuan's sobering. Now it's just on the shore, and almost no one is putting the lights on.

"That's it. Let him go, let him down."

Fengchuan used the fastest body to jump from the back of the dragonfly. The hands he accidentally touched and the legs he grabbed just now were all hot and hot. Well, it's really...

"Female king, did you let this demon carry me?"

"You still don't thank me. You're as drunk as a dead pig. I can't leave you there.

Hua smiled deeply. I don't know from which moment, the joking smile on her face disappeared. She also told Daqi, "Go and buy four river lanterns for me."

The long crimson hair floats up with the night wind, just covering the face of the frightened demon. It's still a little enlightened. If this face is abruptly exposed to the lanterns and moonlight, it will not be caused by a big disturbance caused by those spring boudoirs.

"Who wants you to take care of it? Who said I was drunk!"

Xiao Fengchuan wiped his nose and inadvertently glanced at the shore. The dark river bank made him un interest, and the lively crowd didn't know where to go after floating their wishes. Only a pink light is still burning quietly, which warms Fengchuan's heart.

The pink light is...

Fengchuan's feet involuntarily took a step forward. On the side of the pink light, the corners of a silk white skirt are as quiet as white lotus. It's her!

Why is she still watching a lamp alone by the dark river? Who is she... waiting for?

Damn, no matter who she is waiting for, rush over first, poke her on the forehead and scold her!

Fengchuan's other foot was only one step late. The willow wind blows, and the corner of the gorgeous clothes blocked by the willow trees just rippled up, forcing Fengchuan Shengsheng back.

Sure enough... It's with Wu Lingchun.

Who do you love to be with? It has nothing to do with me!

Fengchuan hummed and turned his back. No, how can you have nothing to do with him? The irresponsible guy Yaoling promised to marry him!

He has a reason to have the responsibility and the right to walk over - and then? They just put a light together. Didn't the two of them often get together before?

Then what else is he going to scold? Since you don't scold and see the two of them, how can you not go and say hello? He should have jumped behind Brother Wu as usual... scare him!

But it seems too stupid to do this. Anyway... ah, ah, ah, I don't know what to do! Xiao Fengchuan, you are a bad person! Can't you even deal with this situation?

"Hey, why are you in a daze? Come with me!" He had already bought a river lantern. Hua Shen deeply held one in his hand and threw it to Xiao Fengchuan. Do you want to go with her to put on the river lanterns? Wouldn't it be...

if you were hit by a distant spirit like that?

It's okay. The flowers are deep and in the right place. It is in the other direction. The light there is darker, and the distant spirit should not notice that it is the flower deep.

It's better to take advantage of it now--

Fengchuan rushed to Yaoling and Wulingchun. Yao Ling said something to Wu Lingchun with a smile, and then put the pink river lamp into the water and put his hands together.

Is this a wish to be made together? It's not necessary. It's okay to put the lights together. It's better to have your own wishes. After all, everyone thinks differently. Two wishes are put in the same lamp. What if they get into the water and fight and overturn the boat?

We must stop them as soon as possible!

"Wait - a minute!"

When Yao Lingfengchuan heard the sound, he was shocked and turned around. He saw Fengchuan soaring up in the air, and a river lamp in his hand almost did not fly out.

"Uh-ah-ah-ah-ah!" A series of miserable shouts. Fengchuan fell on the open space behind Yaoling and fell to gnaw mud. It's hard for him to be so good at it, but he can still fall so unlevel. The only thing that didn't humiliate him was the river lamp in his hand. The base was firmly held and did not fall off.

"Hmm." Yao Ling was so angry that he turned his head. Her own cup in the water was still floating quietly and did not drift far away. Originally, I planned to raise Xiao Fengchuan's eyebrows without raising his eyebrows, but I don't know what kind of emotion it was, and he raised his breath in his chest, "hum."

Wulingchun helped Fengchuan up and patted the dust on his clothes. Without waiting for Fengchuan to say anything, Wu Lingchun whispered, "It's just in time to put the river lamp with Yaoyao. Why don't you go quickly?"