I saw the light and delicate body lying quietly under the tree, the messy robe spread out, the wide sleeves spread out, like a blanket, scattered on the ground, but revealing her beautiful and slender figure The view is unobstructed.
Her wide sleeves were raised high, revealing a pair of arms as white as lotus roots. Under the silk white snow robe, a pair of feet as tender as snow were exposed. She was not wearing shoes or socks. Such a figure, such a figure It would be a bit offensive to fall into the eyes of others.
However, what fell into Shen Ye's eyes at this moment was that he was inexplicably clean and pious.
Thinking of Wantan dancing all the way in the distance, coming slowly like a fairy, at that time, even his drunkenness suddenly receded, thinking that a goddess had descended from the sky.
But it turned out that she was not a goddess, but a drunkard.
Two drunkards.
Ah.
Shen Ye stared at the drunken figure under the tree. As he watched, he suddenly felt moved. For a long time, he suddenly said inexplicably: "What's so good about that smelly monk in Yuqingyuan?" Yes, it’s worth getting drunk late at night.”
Shen Ye raised his eyebrows lightly and snorted, sarcastically and mockingly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard someone murmuring from below: "My cousin, what's so good about me? Is it worth getting drunk so late at night?"
I imitate his tone, his words, follow the gourd's pattern, and actually imitate his tongue.
When Shen Ye heard this, he paused slightly with the hand holding the wine bottle. The next moment, he said "hey" in his mouth, put his hand on his face, tilted his head and looked at the beautiful figure below, and said with a faint smile: "Hey, let me tell you, are you drunk or not?"
Liu Yingying ignored him. She just raised her hand and grabbed the moon, then released it, grabbed it again, and released it again, as if she never tired of it.
Shen Ye looked at it, and finally shook his head with a smile. He smiled, and suddenly the smile at the corner of his mouth faded away, and said: "This marriage is destined by God. You can't shake it, and I can't stop it. No one in the world can stop him."
"Only when they get married can they become the real Shen family."
Shen Ye suddenly muttered, as if he was drunk, talking without any clue, or as if he was talking to himself.
After saying that, she raised the bottle of wine and wanted to drink as much as she could. Unexpectedly, she felt exactly the same embarrassment as before and couldn't pour it out.
Shen Ye also followed the gourd's example and raised the wine bottle in front of his eyes, peered into the hole of the bottle with his eyes, then raised the bottle to his ear and shook it, and then whispered He whispered: "No more."
He said again: "It's boring."
Then, he followed Liu Yingying's action and threw the bottle out.
A crisp sound made Liu Yingying, who was lying under the tree, laugh foolishly. She imitated his words and said, "It's boring..."
Then he said: "It's boring..."
Then he said: "It's boring..."
He repeated it again and again, echoing with a silly smile.
The lazy, light and smiling, but drunken voice fell into Shen Ye's ears, and he felt his eardrums beating and his heart felt tingling.
The next moment, Shen Ye quietly sat up from the tree, slowly narrowed his eyes, and said, as if tempting or coaxing the people under the tree: "Since it's so boring, how about we play something fun?"
As he spoke, Shen Ye lightly hooked his toes, and with the help of the strength of the branches, he made a swirling movement from the tree and landed lightly on the ground.
Shen Ye walked slowly to Liu Yingying, looked down at the drunken figure on the ground, and seduced her word by word: "Why don't you just follow me?"
While talking, Shen Ye slowly squatted down in front of Liu Yingying and said word by word: "Follow me and I will keep the food that is popular and spicy for you."
Shen Ye seemed to be joking and tempting.
However, his seductive rhetoric made even himself chuckle.
After saying that, his eyes fell on the shining figure under the moonlight, which was more beautiful than the gods. Shen Ye's expression was slightly startled, and he just stared blankly.
He has been used to seeing beauties since he was a child, no matter whether they are men or women, few men are more beautiful than him and his eldest brother, and no women are more beautiful than his cousin Ya'er. He has traveled all over the world, so... Over the years, the only one who can compare with them is this person.
It seems that it is even better than Ya'er.
Shen Ye watched intently, and after a while, he couldn't help but carefully and slowly raised his hand and gently touched that charming face. Unexpectedly, just before touching it, half of the The drunk man suddenly muttered: "I don't want to be a concubine."
After saying that, he hugged the big tree on one side and turned around, avoiding his fingers.
She muttered slightly, as if she was talking to him, but also as if she had fallen into a nightmare.
Shen Ye stared at his empty fingers, shook his head with a smile again, and murmured: "Maybe?"
"How will you know if you don't try?"
As he spoke, he slowly retracted his fingertips, then slowly raised his head, and saw a figure deeper and darker than the night standing there quietly in the twilight not far away for an unknown length of time.
The slight smile on Shen Ye's face faded little by little when he saw this, but he didn't seem to be surprised. After a long time, he slowly stood up. The two figures looked at each other from a distance under the moonlight, their eyes facing each other. Waiting until I don't know how much time passed, Shen Ye rolled up his sleeves, turned around and walked out without saying a word. However, after walking a few steps, he saw his figure again, standing there, with his back to Without turning his head, he said, "Brother, next time, I won't give in."
After a pause, he just pursed his lips and said, "No matter which one."
After saying that, he tossed his sleeves and strode away.
As soon as Shen Ye left, Shen Lang stepped out slowly from the dark night, with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes fell on the delicate body on the ground, and he stared at it for a long time, then slowly stepped forward and put it down. The beautiful figure is gently held in his arms.
Unexpectedly, the sleeping person instinctively resisted the intrusion of the outside world, and only subconsciously pushed him, frowning and struggling, and kept muttering: "Big tree, big tree, save me..."
He hugged the big tree tightly in his arms and never let go.
Looking at the "wandering" and "talking nonsense" figure, Shen Lang pursed the corner of his mouth and raised his hand to rub the center of his brow, as if he had a headache. After a while, he patiently wrapped the two pineapples around the tree. She gently took her arms down and wrapped them around his neck. Only then did she successfully pull her into his arms. He gently stroked her back and said softly: "Be obedient and go home." "
Holding a familiar neck and lying in a familiar embrace, Liu Yingying seemed to notice a familiar breath. She subconsciously leaned a little closer to the chest, but she murmured unconsciously: "Hate you, I hate you."
Liu Yingying said in a daze.
However, after her body found a safe and comfortable position, she hugged his neck, buried her face in the crook of his neck, and fell asleep peacefully.
Listening to the vague muttering, Shen Lang paused for a moment, and after a long while, he said a low "hmm" in his mouth. He only held the person in his arms step by step, and slowly sent the person back to the place. courtyard.
Chapter 138
"Nanny, Nanny..."
"Big sister, big sister..."
Liu Yingying had a dream, a long dream.
First, she dreamed of Shen Lang. She could no longer remember the specific content. She only remembered that she seemed to have dreamed of him, as if he was holding her while walking. The road was so long, and she could never reach the end. Her stomach turned and she vomited all over him.
Then, I dreamed of Wu and Yaoyao again.
She is actually a person with few dreams, or a sentimental person. She has been in the Shen family for three or four months, and she has not dreamed much about her mother Wu. Perhaps she has been used to being alone since she was a child, and has never had any worries. , and have less dreams.
However, this time I had a dream. It was a long dream, and it seemed that I would never wake up.
I dreamed that they were back in Yuncheng Villa again, and my mother Wu took Yaoyao over to visit her. Wu made a lot of delicious food for her, and she took Yaoyao to the pile. The snowman was flying a kite in the garden. The apricots in the yard were ripe. She held up a long pole and led Yaoyao to knock the apricots to eat.
The apricots hit Yaoyao on the forehead one by one, and Yaoyao bared her teeth and jumped to pick them up. Wu watched them tenderly from a distance, and occasionally told them to come over and have tea.
Later, for some reason, the scene changed and I dreamed that she was sick again. Mrs. Wu was taking care of her with her clothes untied. The little fat girl Yaoyao was so anxious that she scratched her head and scratched her head. She lay on the bedside and kept touching her. He kept rubbing his soft and waxy little face against hers, calling her softly and waxily: "Sister, don't feel bad, be obedient, you will be fine soon -"
A soft sound of comfort went straight into my heart.
The hangover gave Liu Yingying a splitting headache.
She knew how to drink, and her drinking capacity was not bad. Last night she drank just one jar and she became bizarrely drunk. The consequences of being drunk were particularly painful, her head was swollen and heavy, and her consciousness was unclear.
So when she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged and familiar chubby face still hanging in front of her eyes. Seeing that she was awake, he shouted to her with excitement: "Sister, you're awake." , big sister woke up.”
Before Liu Yingying could react, her chubby face shuddered, and she rushed towards her, then grabbed her neck with a squeak, and held her tightly. He held his head in his arms and shook it constantly: "Big sister, wuwu, big sister, are you still uncomfortable, are you still dizzy, are you still in pain?"
Liu Yaoyao hugged Liu Yingying excitedly, while carefully blowing on her face.
However, Liu Yingying only felt that her whole head was grabbed by someone, and her whole head was shaken as if it was no longer hers. Her stomach was tumbling, and she almost vomited it out.
It took a lot of effort for her to free her head from the fleshy little body. When she took a closer look, she came face to face with a slightly familiar face full of milk.
Liu Yaoyao?
Is she still in a dream about feelings?
Why did you still have a dream within a dream?
This dream was really too long, and Liu Yingying was confused for a time. However, the splitting headache and the churning in the stomach were so real and uncomfortable. I didn’t expect that dreams would be like this now. lifelike.
It's lingering, as if it's real.
Just when Liu Yingying looked confused, at this moment, Mrs. Wu from a distance slowly walked over with a sobering soup. Seeing that Liu Yingying had woken up, she immediately put on her face happily and tenderly. With a smile, he quickened his pace a few steps to meet her, then pulled Liu Yaoyao down and scolded slightly: "Yaoyao, don't make trouble with your big sister."
Turning his face, he sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Liu Yingying from beginning to end with slightly red eyes, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.
Looking at it, after a while, he slowly raised his hand and touched Liu Yingying's face gently. He remembered something, and immediately tried to test the temperature of her forehead. He couldn't help but touch it with his hand. The loose hair on her forehead pushed all the broken hair behind her ears. Then she carefully rubbed Liu Yingying's face, looked at her with a gentle and distressed face and said, "I'm awake now." Are you here? Nanny, oh my god, does your head still hurt? How come you're so fine and still drink wine?"
Wu spoke softly and looked at Liu Yingying lightly reproachfully.
Although he pretended to be accusing, his face was clearly gentle and doting.
While talking, before Liu Yingying could recover, she immediately took a piece of handkerchief, soaked it in water, and then wrung it dry. She leaned over and wiped Liu Yingying's face and forehead carefully and gently.
Liu Yingying lay on the bed obediently, as if in a dream, obediently letting Mrs. Wu rush around her, riding in front and behind the horse.
His eyes were always locked on Wu.
The corners of his mouth were always slightly raised.
When Mrs. Wu wiped her hands, she raised her hands obediently. When Mr. Wu wiped her face, she lay quietly and let him wipe it.
No matter how long she had such a dream, Liu Yingying could not bear to wake up.
After a while around Liu Yingying, Wu took the sobering soup over and was about to help her daughter up. She fed her a few mouthfuls of sobering soup with her own hands to relieve the smell of alcohol and raised her eyes. , but saw that the eldest daughter Yingying was sleeping, lying motionless on the bed, looking at her obediently.
A pair of beautiful dark eyes, with an expression that seems a little dull, a bit like the way he looked in a daze when he just woke up after being sick as a child.
Wu's expression paused when she saw this. After a while, her heart softened for a moment. She couldn't help but raise her hand and gently pinched Liu Yingying's belly. She said with a gentle face: "Why, it's only a few months." No, you don’t know me anymore?”
Seeing this, Liu Yaoyao held the petal face in her hands and placed it on Liu Yingying's bedside. She shook her chubby face, smiled foolishly and followed suit and said, "Why, we haven't seen each other for only a few months, and the eldest sister doesn't recognize Yaoyao anymore." ?”
Mother and daughter, one big and one small, stood at the head of Liu Yingying's bed and stared at her.
Finally, Liu Yingying noticed something was wrong.
It happened that at this time, Tao Yao came over with a puddle of wine in her hand, and complained to Mrs. Wu: "Madam, it's strange that the girl is so drunk. She hid it in the cupboard last night and prepared it for her. I’ve eaten up all the jar of good wine that the master brought back, and that’s the strongest bottle of Huadiao wine in the whole cabinet.”
Taoyao looked worried.
When Wu heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she became angry and funny. She turned around and pinched Liu Yingying's nose gently, saying, "Girls, it's not good to drink wine."
After saying that, he quickly lifted up the sobering soup on the side and coaxed Liu Yingying with a patient and gentle look: "My dear girl, be obedient and get up quickly. Let's eat this bowl of sobering soup. Eat it." My stomach feels less uncomfortable.”
Mrs. Wu gently blew the sobering soup in the spoon to cool down, and like coaxing a three-year-old child, she opened her mouth and said "ah", and gently brought the sobering soup to Liu Yingying's mouth.
