Chapter 435: His lips are indeed very soft

After packing up the gifts, Wen Yan not only did not feel sleepy, but became more awake.

Wen Yan was also a little craving for wine, and glanced at the night sky: "The moonlight is beautiful tonight, let's have a couple of drinks under the grape trellis.

Qingchuan gave me a jar of wine from the Western Regions. It's unopened, and it's said to be delicious. Let's finish it tonight."

Ying Zhilin had never watched the moon and drank with her before, so she nodded and agreed without hesitation.

"Then I'll go get some cups. You go to the kitchen and see if there are any snacks like peanuts." Wen Yan went straight back to the warehouse to rummage through the drawers.

She remembered that the gift from Grandma Wu was a pair of luminous cups.

When Ying Zhilin came back with the snacks, Wen Yan was already sitting under the grape trellis.

There were several lanterns hanging on the grape racks, and glasses filled with fine wine were placed on the table.

I heard footsteps.

Wen Yan waved at him: "Come here quickly."

As soon as Ying Zhilin sat down, Wen Yan stuffed a glass of wine into his hand and asked expectantly, "Try it quickly, how does it taste?"

Ying Zhilin took a sip and savored it carefully before saying, "It's a little astringent, not too strong of a wine, but with a hint of grape aroma."

"Are you still used to it? If not, I still have jasmine peach wine!"

"It's not disgusting, I can drink it." Ying Zhilin said truthfully.

"Then I won't change your wine."

As they drank and chatted, Wen Yan suddenly asked, "You were demoted on your first day in office. What are your plans for the future? Many people are eyeing you covetously. If you want to climb up the ladder, you will definitely face many obstacles."

Since the imperial examination system.

There are many people who pass the imperial examination and become top scorers, but only a few of them are truly valued and successful.

The top scholar is the stepping stone to the emperor.

Now that the emperor has thrown away the brick, what should Ying Zhilin do?

Ying Zhilin said: “It is not difficult to regain the emperor’s favor.

But after being reused by him, the key is whether you can do a good job.

Although Shujishi had no rank and was responsible for compiling documents, which seemed marginal, one of its tasks was editing, which was the best way to obtain information and understand the behavior style of senior officials.

Rather than being remembered by others as a compiler, it is better to remain hidden and do great things quietly.

When the time is right, it won’t be too late for me to show my face.”

Wen Yan was stunned when she heard this.

In the eyes of others, if you want to be valued by the emperor, you have to try your best to scheme.

Ying Zhilin said it was as simple as drinking water and eating.

He is too confident!

Wen Yan felt that he was showing off and was about to comfort him, saying that it didn't matter if he couldn't get promoted in the officialdom, because she was rich and could support him for the rest of his life.

But when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back.

When he said he wanted to be the top scorer in the imperial examination, she didn't believe him.

In the end, the facts slapped her hard in the face.

The words were on the tip of her tongue, but she swallowed them back.

She clinked glasses with Ying Zhilin: "I believe you."

Then the two talked about other things.

Time passes.

The jar of wine is empty.

He was drunk.

Wen Yan's face turned red.

She rested her elbows on the table, her chin resting on her interlaced fingers.

She tilted her heavy head and looked at Ying Zhilin: "Ying Zhilin, has anyone ever told you that you are really good-looking?"

Ying Zhilin's hand holding the cup trembled slightly, and his long eyelashes drooped slightly, hiding all his emotions.

After a moment, when he looked up again, he finally made a decision.

He put down the wine and approached Wen Yan: "Do you like it?"

Wen Yan blinked and burped: "Everyone loves beauty, so of course I like it."

Ying Zhilin curled his lips and chuckled, holding her hand and putting it against his face: "Since you like it, don't you want to have it?"

Wen Yan held his face, swallowed, and nodded honestly: "I like it, I want it, but I can't have it."

"Why not? I'm willing to give it to you."

“People’s hearts are fickle, and men are even more so.

Today's sweet words are tomorrow's poison.

A gentle knife hurts the most. It hurts so much. It's enough to experience it once. I don't want to fall into the same pit twice. Wen Yan pinched Ying Zhilin's cheek, "Ying Zhilin, don't love me. There will be no result."

"Experience it once? With whom? You love him, right?" Ying Zhilin's eyes were red and wet, like a wounded deer.

"Don't cry, don't cry!" Wen Yan softened her heart and patted his face to comfort him.

Ying Zhilin's eyes were filled with tears, and she felt even more aggrieved: "Do you love him?"

"Love?" Wen Yan shook her head. Ying Zhilin's eyes showed joy, but she heard Wen Yan say, "If I don't love you, how can I be hurt?"

When Wen Yan talked about love, her eyes were full of hatred, "So, this time I won't love anyone."

Wen Yan poked her chest and gritted her teeth. She hated the person who caused her such a tragic end, and she also hated her naive self in her previous life.

She spoke word by word, "This time, I will seal my heart and love, and become indestructible."

Ying Zhilin's heart suddenly sank.

He was jealous and hated the person who hurt her: "Tell me, who is the person who hurt you? Let's take revenge together and make him die a miserable death."

Wen Yan gently stroked Ying Zhilin's face and said softly, "Your mission is to be a good official, not to get involved in my mess."

"Your business is my business."

"Ying Zhilin, you need to distinguish between the important and the unimportant."

Ying Zhilin's tears fell from her eyes and dripped into Wen Yan's palm: "Yan Yan, don't you want me anymore?"

Wen Yan's face wrinkled: "That's not what I meant."

She wanted to comfort him, but she had never comforted a man taller than her, and she was at a loss for a moment.

Ying Zhilin pushed her away.

"I know that my parents don't want me. In the future, my brother will start a family, my sister will get married, and even you won't want me." Tears fell one after another like beads from a broken string.

That look was so pitiful.

Wen Yan couldn't bear to see beautiful women cry.

At a loss for words to comfort.

Ying Zhilin told her not to touch him.

He picked up the wine jar and drank it violently.

The bloody liquid flowed out from the corners of his mouth and wet his clothes.

The wine is empty.

He threw away the wine jar, tore open his clothes, and exposed his chest.

"Yan Yan, you obviously like my face and my body, why don't you want me?" He pulled Wen Yan's hand and stuffed it into his lapel.

"You want to touch them, don't you? I'll let you.

You can do whatever you want!"

Wen Yan's soft, boneless hands were cool as they pressed against his chest.

Wen Yan retracted her hand because of the heat on his skin.

The wine is slippery and the feel is even better.

After just two touches, she couldn't stop herself from feeling it. She couldn't help but pinch it and discussed with Ying Zhilin: "You asked me to touch it, you won't ask me to be responsible, right!"

Ying Zhilin looked at her with a charming smile: "Yes. Only you can inspect the goods first and pay after you are satisfied."

He took her hand and moved it up along her neck.

He led her to stroke his eyebrows and eyes. Ying Zhilin gasped and held his breath.

He let her fingers fall on his lips.

"My lips are so soft, don't you want to taste them?"

Wen Yan pursed her lips into a straight line, her eyes staring straight at his lips.

The scene of our first kiss instantly came to mind.

His lips were indeed very soft.