These two men drank a lot today. After drinking a bowl of sobering soup, they will probably have a good sleep.
When Luo Lan returned to the west wing, Xiao Lingzi, who was guarding the door, told her that Leng Yu had fallen asleep as soon as he entered the room, and was probably going to drink with Zhou Gong again.
Luo Lan couldn't help but sigh in his heart, what's the use of this guy if he can't drink?
After telling Xiao Lingzi and the others to go back and rest, she turned around and pushed the door open. After closing the door, she quietly came to the table. Just as she was about to put the hangover soup on the table, Leng Yu's voice came over.
"Ma..., is that you?"
Seeing that he was still awake, Luo Lan came to the bed with some hangover soup and asked in a low voice:
"Husband, do you have a headache? Come, have a bowl of hangover soup."
Leng Yu half-closed his eyes and looked at her, with a faint smile on his lips, "Madam, can you feed me?"
Listening to his almost childish request, Luo Lan smiled helplessly, then sat down on the bed, picked up the spoon, and slowly put the medicine to his mouth, like coaxing a child, whispering playfully:
"Da Lang, it's time to take your medicine."
Leng Yu didn't understand what she meant, but opened his mouth obediently, looking as if he was enjoying it. He asked, "Why did you suddenly change your name?" while drinking the medicine.
While feeding the medicine, Luo Lan thought about Qiao Duan and couldn't help but smile.
Even after finishing a bowl of medicine, Leng Yu still didn't understand why she was laughing. He finally couldn't help asking:
"Why are you laughing, ma'am?"
Luo Lan put down the medicine bowl and told him the story behind this sentence. She didn't expect that Leng Yu got angry while listening and turned his face away.
Luo Lan tickled him with her hand and said with a smile:
"Don't be angry, my husband. I was just joking. Besides, it's a hangover soup, not poison. Don't be angry anymore."
Leng Yu was stubborn and refused to speak, nor did he turn around to look at her.
Seeing that he was really angry, Luo Lan turned over and pressed directly on him, turning his head over so that he could look directly at her, and said in a flattering tone:
"Husband, I was wrong. I won't make such jokes again."
Because of being drunk, Leng Yu's face was flushed. Although he was a man, his face as white as porcelain jade was still rosy.
He placed his hands on her waist, exerting force downwards, pursed his lips, raised his eyebrows and said charmingly:
"You were wrong, so make it up to me."
"How to compensate?" Although Luo Lan knew that he had bad intentions, he still asked deliberately.
Leng Yu's fingers began to knead her body restlessly until they rested on her buttocks, then stopped...
He pressed hard there for a few times, twisted his body, trying to let her feel the changes in his body, and then he murmured with a smile on his face.
"Today, my wife is coming."
Hearing this, Luo Lan's face flushed red. She bit her lip, half-closed her eyes and looked at him, mumbling in reply:
"My husband is so mean. He took advantage of me. I just said one word, and you want me to pay so much?"
"In the past, I have always loved my wife. Today, at your parents' house, please love me in return. On our wedding night, I will definitely make it up to you."
When he said this, he took her hand and reached out there.
Luo Lan had already felt the changes in his body, so she simply placed her red lips on his thin, cold lips and kissed him gently, like a chick pecking at rice.
Suddenly, Leng Yu hugged her back tightly and kissed her back hard, until she was almost out of breath, and then he let her go.
At this moment, the two of them were already on the verge of a fight, and had no choice but to shoot. Luo Lan simply let go of her reserve and began to explore him...
The night is always so short, especially the beautiful night.
In another room, Ah Cai brought Liu Dechang some hangover soup. She called softly beside his bed,
"General Liu, General Liu?"
"Xiao Min, is that you? You're back..."
Liu Dechang's right hand kept moving back and forth in the air, and he was mumbling someone's name. A Cai was stunned for a moment, then walked forward, grabbed his hands, and sat quietly beside the bed looking at him.
Feeling someone around him, he suddenly grinned.
"Xiao Min, you're back? Do you know how much I missed you?"
He seemed to be dreaming. Ah Cai looked at the Duke, who was usually so high and mighty, but now acted like a child. Her heart softened and she whispered to him, "Is this the Duke of Guo?"
"It's me, sleep well!"
"Xiao Min, I miss you so much, I miss you so much."
Liu Dechang said as he put her hand on his face, rubbing it back and forth, whispering softly,
"Xiao Min, I'm sorry. I'm sorry to you and my daughter. After you married me, I still left you alone. I didn't even have time to come back until my daughter was lost and you died. Do you know how much I regret this? If there is an afterlife, I won't let you go alone again. I will stay with you."
As he said this, he held Acai's hand tightly. Acai frowned, but did not pull her hand away, nor did she stop him.
I'm afraid only this man knows the pain in his heart.
This also made Acai feel more sorry for him. Although she was not sure whether she fell in love with him, she was sure that she liked having her hand held tightly by this man, which made her feel safe.
Just when Ah Cai was lost in her thoughts, Liu Dechang suddenly exerted force and pulled her directly into his arms. He covered her with the quilt while hugging her tightly and whispering softly,
"Xiao Min, let this dream continue. I don't want to wake up."
After saying this, his arms gradually relaxed and he fell into a deep sleep again.
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