At this moment, a sultry blush appeared on the white and greasy skin of the young man, and he seemed to be in pain and joy, and he still maintained the movement of reaching out to the wine pot.

Just now the flask fell from the low table, it is estimated that it was accidentally knocked off when the teenager took it.

"Da, da, da-!~"

There are hurried footsteps outside.

"Don't stop Miss Ben!"

"Miss Wu, you can't go in, the son is resting now..."

"Rest? Just kidding, it's the unitary time, what's the rest?!"

 …

"Crack!~"

The door was slammed open.

The boy in white lying on the table was flushed, and seemed to have some difficulty breathing.

Wu Xue'er was taken aback and ran towards Fu Nuo without caring about anything else.

Pang Qing was also shocked, "Young Master, this..."

The strong smell of alcohol hit Wu Xueer.

Wu Xueer was surprised, "Fu Nuo, what's the matter with you? Why are you drinking so much wine!"

And then Wu Xueer shouted at Pang Qing again: "Why are you still standing? I really want him to die from drunkenness? Hurry up and get the hangover soup!"

Pang Qing shuddered and ran out quickly.

Wu Xueer suddenly calmed down, she stared at the boy's face closely, and after a while, she seemed to find something, and her whole body shook.

"Fu Nuo, did you take Wushi Powder?!" Wu Xueer's voice became sharp.

The sharp voice seemed to stimulate the young man in white lying on the low table.

Suddenly, the boy's expression changed.

The boy looked up at the woman in red in front of him with gentle eyes.

That is true tenderness, no casual perfunctory, no hypocritical teasing.

Missing, overflowing the eyes of the boy in white.

Wu Xueer felt her heart beat faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

She saw Fu Nuo open her lips in vain and seemed to shout something.

I can't hear it clearly, Wu Xueer stepped forward, she walked around the low table, walked to Fu Nuo, and asked in a low voice, "Fu Nuo, what did you just say?!"

The voice is very soft, this general is rare and shy.

"Yi Ling, I love you..."

The young man's voice was as gentle as water, but when it entered Wu Xueer's ears, it made her feel as if a plate of ice water was falling over her head, and she seemed to be in that freezing ice cave in an instant.

Cold.

Bitterly cold.

Suddenly, the boy in white reached out and gently hugged the woman in front of him, "I know you don't like me, yes, Fu Nuo is such a bad person, how can he be worthy of Yiling's love What? Yiling is the best woman in the world, so she should be the best hero!"

There is no resentment, no sorrow in his voice, just like the purest spring, even with a hint of... blessing.

Wu Xueer's eyes rolled wildly with jealousy, but at the same time, her eyes were red.

He sucks? No, not at all!

He is the best, he is brilliant!

For the sake of building, I will not hesitate to do anything! I will give him a smooth sailing, please keep me happy and healthy..."

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