Fu Yanci narrowed his eyes, taking in Cheng Jingyu's overbearing and drunken demeanor.
"You're not allowed to leave," Cheng Jingyu muttered, "This princess has been coaxing you so much, you are so difficult to coax."
A familiar scene. .
Fu Yanci also encountered a similar situation in his previous life.
She was also drunk, but the words Cheng Jingyu said were different.
It was also a cold winter that year.
Cheng Jingyu was not wearing the same red suit, but she had the same stunning look on her face. She grabbed his sleeve and ordered him not to leave.
"My princess won't let you leave, do you dare to leave?"
The drunken man took advantage of her as a princess and asked him if he dared.
But she actually didn't know that her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were as sharp as water, and any man would probably lose consciousness if he saw her.
But Cheng Jingyu, who was drunk, did not forget to humiliate him. Seeing that he was lost in thought, she asked with a smile: "Are you fascinated by the beauty of this princess?"
The red lips have a unique glint under the moonlight.
At that time, Fu Yanci stretched out his hand to cover it, pressed his fingertips on her lips, and felt the softness of his hand.
Cheng Jingyu frowned in confusion, perhaps because she didn't expect him to be so bold.
"If you weren't a proton, you'd be pretty good-looking. If you didn't go against the prince, you'd be even better-looking."
Fu Yanci guessed that the drunkard didn't know what he was talking about.
Otherwise, might she have forgotten that he was the one being targeted, and he had never taken the initiative to provoke Xiao Heng.
"It would look better if he wasn't a sick man." Cheng Jingyu was still muttering.
She was not afraid of Fu Yanci at all. He pressed her lips and dared to provoke: "Do you want to kiss me? Hey, you don't dare."
"Kiss this princess and I'll beat you to death..."
Before she finished speaking, her eyes opened wider and wider.
Fu Yanci's enlarged facial features were right in front of him.
His slightly cool lips also pressed against hers.
——This proton, who was usually treated badly by her, actually lowered his head towards her and bit her lips...
Later, after sobering up, Cheng Jingyu made Fu Yanci even worse.
She was furious and felt that Fu Yanci had insulted her.
——But it was all a lifetime ago.
If he were to do it again now, Fu Yanci would not be fooled again.
After all, Cheng Jingyu was a person who had both sides of the problem, and she always acted the same way in front of others, not to mention when she was drunk.
"Let go." Fu Yanci said coldly: "I pushed you hard, and it's my responsibility again if you fall."
"Then don't push." Cheng Jingyu looked pitiful when he heard that he wanted to push her away: "My feet hurt so much."
The iris wrinkled into a ball between her eyebrows as she frowned.
As if it wasn't enough, Cheng Jingyu actually raised her feet. The dancer's figure was so soft that she exposed her ankles in front of Fu Yanci: "Look."
The originally slender and white ankles were now swollen and black, and the embroidered shoes were stretched a bit.
"Does it look like a steamed bun?"
Cheng Jingyu reached out and poked it herself, and hissed again because of the pain.
This injury was obviously not caused today, but an old injury that had not been properly repaired and became more serious.
He pushed lightly that day, but he didn't expect this man to be so squeamish.
Fu Yanci's tone was colder than before: "You deserve it. You really worked hard to please Nie Wenxun."
The iris was painted, the dance was performed, and the toasts were all accepted.
Hasn't her goal been achieved? Why come here to play drunk with him?
Cheng Jingyu couldn't bear to hear that there were no people left, and she felt very sad. Everyone in the royal highness touched their hands and praised her beautiful iris and her beautiful dance.
Fu Yanci was the only one who didn't praise him. Why didn't he praise him?
I danced specifically for him!
"Tell me," Cheng Jingyu said nonchalantly, "do I look good dancing?"
She insisted that Fu Yanci give an answer, as if Fu Yanci didn't say anything, and she couldn't leave.
A gust of cold wind blew, causing a shiver through her thin dance clothes.
Cheng Jingyu was not clear-headed. If she were sober, she would never dare to do this move——
Holding Fu Yanci's sleeve, Cheng Jingyu used her princess' prestige to touch him: "My princess is cold."
"..." Fu Yanci wanted to retreat: "Go back if you are cold."
If Si Jue were here, it would definitely be strange.
Because although Fu Yanci was impatient in his words, if it were normal, he would not be so impatient and entangled with others.
Even Tang Weiyang could read his emotions from his eyes.
Stop talking about this nonsense.
"I don't." Cheng Jingyu looked up at him: "You obviously think it looks good, but I saw the look in your eyes after dancing."
A spoiled and pampered daughter of heaven, Cheng Jingyu has always been confident in herself.
She is confident that everyone will be attracted by her dancing today, including Fu Yanci.
But the man never admitted it.
Since her rebirth, Cheng Jingyu has been racking her brains to please him, but Fu Yanci is really hard to please.
She felt that nothing she did could bring about a slight change in Fu Yanci.
Fu Yanci's pupils shrank.
He was brushed by Cheng Jingyu's breath, and the light fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose.
The movement that was originally intended to pull Cheng Jingyu's hand down instead grasped her entire wrist.
He didn't even hold back his strength when he was distracted.
Cheng Jingyu shouted squeamishly: "It hurts."
She felt a little wronged. It didn't matter if Fu Yanci didn't praise her. Why was he still so hard on her?
"Fu Yanci, you are so cruel."
The person who originally called him His Highness Fu now calls him Fu Yanci.
Fu Yanci couldn't decide whether she was really drunk or whether it was a new trial.
However, Cheng Jingyu didn't seem to need his answer now. She talked more when she was drunk, mostly chattering.
Maybe it was because her feet hurt, so she stood for a while and let go of Fu Yanci, squatting on the ground.
Originally it was the most appropriate time to leave. It was easy for Fu Yanci to break away from a drunkard.
But for some reason, he didn't move.
Instead, he lowered his eyes and looked at the top of Cheng Jingyu's hair.
The surroundings were extremely quiet. Cheng Jingyu put her hands on her knees and rested her chin on them, motionless.
Fu Yanci thought she was asleep.
If you fall asleep here, you will probably wake up frozen into an ice sculpture.
Her noisy maid was nowhere to be seen, and neither was the guard with extraordinary dexterity.
It seemed that there were only two of them left in this world, with no one to disturb them.
Fu Yanci thought for a while and then squatted down.
Only then did she realize that Cheng Jingyu was not sleeping at all and was looking at the ground with her eyes open.
"what you do?"
Cheng Jingyu stretched out her hand and said shush to her lips: "Shh, don't make any noise."
"Get up," Fu Yanci was confused. He had spent all his patience on Cheng Jingyu: "Go find your maid."
He himself felt that he was a bitch. Cheng Jingyu was clearly going for Nie Wenxun, but she hated him so much.
But he still feels unbearable.
"I don't," Cheng Jingyu struggled: "I am a mushroom now, and mushrooms cannot talk."
She wanted to throw away Fu Yanci's hand, but because of the pain in her feet, she couldn't squat at all and leaned back.
The moment she fell, Fu Yanci held her back, and Cheng Jingyu crashed into his arms.
Yoyo Luming: Whale, I think you ate unripe mushrooms
