Chapter 517: Have you blushed, have your heart beaten

"like?"
Nan Baoyi was surprised.
She shook her head immediately: "I don't like it. At first I saw him sympathetic to the prisoner, so I respected him very much. But he always pestered me, and I told him plainly that I liked the second brother, but he still pestered me. , And want to hold my hand, I am a little annoying him."
Nan Baozhu was relieved.
The two were talking, but did not see Xiao Yi coming over.
Ten bitter hands reported: "The master is going to Nuange to discuss matters with others, can the princess go over and take a look?"
Nan Baoyi was curious: "Who are you discussing with?"
Shiku said frankly: "Xichang is nine thousand years old."
Nan Baoyi's eyes moved slightly.
The two men joined forces to bring down the prince tonight, fearing that they would pool together and share the spoils.
She said: "You lead us over."
Passing through the palace lane is the Nuan Pavilion.
The Nuan Pavilion is very high, with the corners of the eaves rolled up, and the big red palace lanterns that grow three feet long hung under the eaves.
The semi-permeable Koryo paper is pasted on the fan of the Ruyi Aquarius, and the lights in the pavilion are warm and yellow, and two figures sitting opposite the window are faintly reflected.
"Jiaojiao..."
Nan Baozhu pulled Nan Baoyi's sleeve with a guilty conscience: "I won't accompany you up there. That's it for the second brother. The nine-thousand-year-old man is really scary in demeanor."
Nan Baoyi nodded.
She urged her to take good care of her little cousin before she picked up her skirt and moved upstairs.
Gu Chongshan's confidante recognized her and smiled and rolled up the warm pavilion bead curtain for her.
The girl took off her embroidered shoes outside the door, and stepped on clean Luo socks on the floor. The two of them were sitting around the stove, cooking wine leisurely.
"...The son of the world got rid of the rival, I cleaned the eyeliner in the Xichang, it can be said to kill two birds with one stone."
Gu Chongshan spoke softly, pouring wine freely.
"Second brother."
Nan Baoyi called, kneeling down beside Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi turned his head to look at her.
The little girl's jacket was wrapped in coldness, and there was about a fine snow falling outside, and there were still a few thin snowflakes hanging on her cloud bun.
He stretched out his hand to wipe off Xixue for her: "Chengle Temple tonight, are you scared?"
Nan Baoyi shook his head.
How can someone who has experienced strong winds and waves be scared by Gong Bian?
Xiao Yi held her hands.
Her hands were a little cold, so he carefully rubbed his palms in an attempt to bring her warmth.
He squinted to Gu Chongshan: "Tonight's matter, that's the end. The Criminal Ministry and Dali Temple will intervene in the investigation and ask your people to be removed."
Gu Chongshan nodded.
He scanned the hands of Nan Baoyi and Xiao Yi without a trace, and quickly lowered his eyelashes.
He took out an ice-cracked binaural wine cup from under the short case, poured half a cup of wine, and pushed it to Nan Baoyi: "Warm up with hot wine is excellent."
Nan Baoyi looked curiously.
The wine is crystal clear, and it is still steaming, and it smells very good.
She picked up the wine bottle and carefully stuck out the tip of her scarlet tongue, only licking it a little.
Smacking lips, but no taste.
Xiao Yi squinted his eyes, his pupils gloomy.
Nan Jiaojiao...
How can you eat wine like this...
Gu Chongshan didn't expect that she would have this sample of wine, and quietly avoided her sight, and drank the wine in front of her with her head up.
Seeing Gu Chongshan drank happily, Nan Baoyi took a big swig just like him.
The liquor entered the throat, extremely spicy.
Even the chest was burning with fire.
She immediately put down the drink, and coughed violently while covering her neck, making her voice hoarse: "This...what kind of wine! It's terrible!"
She coughed and tears came out, her face flushed, as if she had evened out the most beautiful rouge.
Her face was distorted and disgusted, as if that wine was a poison that killed her.
Xiao Yi and Gu Chongshan were stunned, and couldn't help but raise their thin lips.
The little girl only drank sweet fruit wine and rice wine on weekdays. She drank so much of such a strong wine in one breath, so it was strange not to cough.
Xiao Yi handed Nan Baoyi a cup of warm water: "The burning knives in the north, which were given by the Northern Wei mission during their last visit, are the best to keep out the cold in the winter night."
Nan Baoyi choked and leaned weakly on Xiao Yi's shoulder: "Nine thousand years old, you asked me to drink such a strong wine, or something to burn a knife, it is like a knife in my heart!"
She is already a little drunk.
Gu Chongshan was silent.
Xiao Yi warmed her hands, and she smiled so sweetly.
And he gave her a glass of wine and wanted her to warm her body, but he would make her cry and make her resent...
"Stop drinking, stop drinking..."
Nan Baoyi came up drunk and overturned the wine bottle in disgust.
There were two lumps of carmine on her face, her thin white arms wrapped around Xiao Yi's neck weakly and bonelessly, and she said coquettishly: "Second brother, let's go back to the house, return to the house to keep the year old..."
Xiao Yi took the fox fur and wrapped her around her, and hugged her sideways.
He nodded towards Gu Chongshan and left Nuan Pavilion.
It was New Year's Eve.
You can see fireworks all over the city from the palace.
Gu Chongshan sat alone in the warm pavilion, staring blankly at the crystal clear spirits on the low case.
The weather in the north is cold, and the boys in Weibei love to drink spirits.
He actually wants her to taste the wine from his hometown.
Gu Chongshan picked up Nan Baoyi's used wine cup, and there were faint traces of red lipstick on the edge of the wine cup.
He poured the liquor into the wine cup, printed the mouth fat on his thin lips, and took a sip.
He has seen men and women kissing when they are emotional.
What kind of expression did the little girl look when Xiao Yi kissed the girl from the Nan family?
Have you ever blushed, have you ever moved?
Are her lips as tender and tender as he imagined?
Gu Chongshan's narrow eyes were a little blurred.
As far as he is concerned, the spirits enter the throat, but it is extremely sweet.
the other side.
When Nan Baoyi climbed the building to look for Xiao Yi, Nan Baozhu and Shiku met a lost child at the door of Nuan Pavilion.
A child of six or seven years old, born with a tiger-headed head, wearing a silk mantle, a gold collar on his neck, and a pug.
When he hit Nan Baozhu, he unhappily ordered: "After walking for so long, I finally met a living person. Hey, little fat man, my father and I are lost. You can help me find my father."
Nan Baozhu raised his eyebrows.
At first glance, this child knew that he belonged to a high-ranking official.
Speaking so rudely, he must be spoiled by his family.
She bent over and squeezed the little guy's cheek angrily: "Who are you cursing for?!"
"My little master, of course I scold you!" The child pushed away Nan Baozhu's hand impatiently. "My little master, I have never seen you at a palace banquet. I don't think I'm a famous daughter. Find my father for the little master, I Daddy will reward you very much."
Nan Baozhu was even more surprised: "At a young age, I have learned how to look down upon people with a dog's eyes."
"Fatty, who do you call a dog?!"
"Dog, who do you call the fat man?!"
The child was sulky: "How dare you run into the little master!"
He rolled up his sleeves, stretched out his head regardless, and slammed into Nan Baozhu like a goat.
Nan Baozhu stretched out his hand against his head, akimbo, triumphantly: "The hair doesn't grow up, so I dare to challenge my sister. Who is your father, tell my sister, and see, which family doesn't teach children like this. !"