Chapter 40 Hehehehe...
Qin Yunie sat up straight and fell onto the table again. She propped her cheek with her hands to avoid falling onto the table. Her hair was scattered messily on both sides. She muttered, "Huh? Why are you here?"
Hearing her voice, which was even more clingy than usual, Yan Wenjing frowned slightly. He picked up the porcelain bottle in her hand and found that it was empty.
Yan Wenjing: “…”
Did she finish the whole bottle of plum wine?
"Why are you trying to steal my plum wine? You gave it all to me! Give it back to me!" Qin Yunie's wine was snatched away from his hand, and he quickly stood up and reached out to grab the porcelain bottle.
In the end, he got nothing and fell on Yan Wenjing.
Yan Wenjing only felt a faint fragrance lingering around, and the next second a soft body was carried into his arms, so that he subconsciously wanted to throw the person out.
Just as she grabbed the clothes around Qin Yunie's neck, she had already put her arms around his waist, her whole body sinking into his arms. She raised her head, smiled playfully at him, and said proudly: "Hey, don't even think about running away!"
Yan Wenjing froze instantly, "Qin Yunie!"
Qin Yunie ignored him and put his hands on him wantonly, muttering, "Give me back my plum wine!"
"Huh? You actually have abdominal muscles? One, two, three, four, five..." Qin Yunie touched it again in surprise and looked at Yan Wenjing in shock: "There are actually eight!!"
"Don't move!" Yan Wenjing said with a cold face. He grabbed her rebellious hand and wanted to throw her out.
But the drunk Qin Yunie always caught him off guard, and he was afraid that he would not be able to control his strength and hurt her.
The faint fragrance lingering around his nose and the chaotic hands made him feel at a loss.
Yan Wenjing had never been so close to a woman before. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and if you looked closely, his ears were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.
"Hehehe...it feels good to touch~"
Qin Yunie swayed her body, resting her chin on his chest, with a flattering smile, "I'll give you the plum wine, and you can touch it for me~"
Yan Wenjing's ears were not only red and bleeding, but his cheeks were also abnormally red. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word, "You..."
"Why are you blushing? Hehehehe...you are so handsome~" Qin Yunie was about to reach out and touch his face,
Yan Wenjing grabbed her hand and threatened her, "Qin Yunie, if you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude!"
Unfortunately, the other party didn't seem to notice his abnormality at all, and her voice was full of a hint of anger, "Why are you so stingy! What's wrong with letting me touch you!"
The next second, she said coquettishly, "Really can't I touch it? Just once~"
Qin Yunie negotiated, "Abs are not good, but the face is OK~"
Yan Wenjing gritted his teeth and said coldly, "No."
Qin Yunie curled her lips, "Oh, then give me back my plum wine."
Fan Wujiu sat up from the ground dizzily, looked at the two people entangled together, rubbed his head, and asked in confusion: "What are you...doing?"
Qin Yunie poked her head out from Yan Wenjing's arms, her face flushed: "We? We are..."
Xie Bian quickly glanced at them, covered Fan Wujiu's eyes with his hands, and dragged him out of the room, "Don't look at anything indecent, don't listen to anything indecent!"
Yan Wenjing: “…”
Qin Yunie blinked, his face full of confusion: "...What are they doing?"
Yan Wenjing shoved the porcelain bottle into her hands with a sullen face, "Here you go."
Qin Yunie chuckled and raised his eyebrows in a particularly proud manner, "Wouldn't it have been better if you had done this earlier?"
She muttered quietly: "Even though I didn't get to touch my abdominal muscles, plum wine is nice~"
Yan Wenjing looked at her with complicated eyes: "..."
She took a sip from the porcelain bottle, but not a drop came out. "Where's my wine???"
She tilted her head and moved closer to the porcelain bottle, and shook it twice, but still nothing. Qin Yunie's eyes suddenly turned red, "Woo~"
Qin Yunie turned around, holding the porcelain bottle and looking at Yan Wenjing with an aggrieved face, and complained: "Woo wow ~ Lord Yama! I'm out of wine!"
Yan Wenjing's forehead twitched and he pursed his thin lips. For the first time, he wondered how a woman could be so noisy.
Seeing her eager eyes, Yan Wenjing sighed, a bottle of plum wine appeared in his right hand, and then the porcelain bottle floated in front of her.
Qin Yunie got the plum wine, her peach blossom eyes were surprisingly bright, her rosy cheeks were smiling sweetly, and she smiled with curved eyes, "Thank you, Lord Yama! You are such a good Lord Yama~"
Whenever he heard that he was a good King of Hell, he felt a buzzing pain in his head.
He looked around and found that except for the two who had already gone out and Emperor Dongyue who went back to sleep after drinking, no one was sober.
Yan Wenjing glanced at Qin Yunie and chose to use magic to lift her up, twisting her around like a silkworm.
"Hey, what are you resisting me for?"
"Where are we going? I haven't even finished my plum wine yet."
"Slow down..."
Before Qin Yunie could finish his words, Yan Wenjing sealed her mouth with magic.
Along the way, I heard Qin Yunie mumbling...
Yan Wenjing felt something was wrong, so he stopped and just as he unblocked her, he heard her say, "Let me go... I want..."
Yan Wenjing dodged and Qin Yunie, without support, collapsed to the ground. "Wow... Ugh~"
He should have asked other ghost messengers to send her back!
The smelly air made Yan Wenjing's face turn dark. He looked at Qin Yunie who fell asleep beside him after vomiting.
There was a notebook floating in the air. He turned the page with a gloomy face to the page belonging to Qin Yunie, who died of old age at the age of 80.
Yan Wenjing's eyes fell on Qin Yunie, hesitating between letting her stay here and having a big meal.
Finally, Yan Wenjing closed his eyes, performed a cleansing spell on her, packed her up and sent her home.
Yan Wenjing has never served anyone since he was born, let alone expect him to know how to take care of an alcoholic.
So after he put Qin Yunie on the bed, he looked at her for two seconds, cast a spell to cover her with the quilt, and then left.
The next day.
Qin Yunie woke up, covered his aching head, and groaned, "Hiss~"
She rubbed her throbbing head, and scenes that made her embarrassed, blushing and heart-pounding emerged in her mind. In the end, she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself.
sky……! !
What on earth did she do last night...
She, she, she actually molested the King of Hell...
Not only did I touch the King of Hell's abdominal muscles, I also counted them...
She refused even after being stopped, and even asked the King of Hell to let her touch his abdominal muscles... and when he refused, she said he was stingy...
Who gave her the courage to touch the King of Hell's abdominal muscles and even want to touch his face! !
I'm afraid she didn't drink plum wine last night, but drank big courage! !
The point is, she almost vomited on the King of Hell...
Thinking of that scene, Qin Yunie felt like the sky was falling...
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