Chapter 92: Emperor Shi (32)

But after another thought, why did she go back?
Chu Yanhuan twisted her beautiful eyebrows, a nasty smile flashed across her beautiful and delicate face, revealing two small white fangs.
She is going to prank Shen Qingjue!
Married?
Marry a fart!
...
The little girl went to Shen Qingjue's room arrogantly.
She lived here for a few days when she was a child. Thanks to her unforgettable memory, Chu Yanhuan is quite familiar with the topography of Shen Mansion.
Chu Yanhuan lay on the outside of Shen Qingjue's window, stretched out his white paws to poke a hole in the window paper, and then looked inside.
It was quiet inside, nothing happened.
Chu Yanhuan: "?"
Is it not there?
Also, in broad daylight, who would have nothing to do and stay in the bedroom all the time.
The girl's beautiful big eyes rolled, and the corners of her mouth raised a nasty smile.
She wants to hide inside, and then wait for Shen Qingjue to come back, pretending to be a ghost and scaring him to death!
Just do it, Chu Yanhuan gently opened the door, then ducked in, and then quickly closed the door, happy.
Then behind her came a low-magnetic voice, with a somewhat hoarse smell.
"who?"
Chu Yanhuan's movements froze all at once, and even the smile from the corner of his mouth was condensed on his face.
Damn it, is Shen Qingjue here? ?
This is so embarrassing!
The girl turned her head stiffly, with some guilty conscience inexplicably, she smiled: "Hi, Shen Qingjue, what a coincidence, are you here too?"
By the way, he waved his white paws.
Then, Chu Yanhuan's gaze fell on the person opposite.
Her gaze paused.
The slender and handsome young man sat on the ground with his legs half bent, with a few hip flasks scattered under his feet. His hair was scattered, and long crow-blue hair fell on his cheeks, covering half of his delicate face.
He was wearing a black robe, the fabric looked delicate and soft, the neckline was slightly open, revealing half of his beautiful collarbone.
It looks a bit of decadent beauty, charming.
This is the first time Chu Yanhuan saw Shen Qingjue like this.
The girl's eyes were startled.
Drunk?
She hesitated and opened her mouth, "Hey, Shen Qingjue, are you drunk?"
Shen Qingjue's eyes were a bit blurred, and the glazed pupils seemed to be adorned with bits and pieces of light, beautiful and incredible. It seems that there is a thin layer of mist, not really.
He tilted his head, his light-colored beautiful thin lips lightly opened, "Yan Huan?"
The tone is somewhat uncertain.
This look looks dull and cute.
Chu Yanhuan: "..."
It seems to be really drunk.
Shen Qingxue staggered and stood up, threw the flask aside, and walked slowly towards Chu Yanhuan, his footsteps seeming a little vain.
The youth's dark eyes stared straight at Chu Yanhuan, then reached out and hugged her, bent down, and rested his chin on the girl's shoulder.
Chu Yanhuan who was suddenly hugged: "???"
What is this person?
Then she heard Shen Qingjue's aggrieved voice, "You hate me."
Chu Yanhuan retorted, "I don't have one."
The other party paused, and then muttered to himself: "I am really drunk. Only when I am drunk can I see you, and only then can I hear you say that you don't hate me..."
Shen Qingjue hugged Chu Yanhuan's arm tightly, buried her face in the girl's white neck, and said dullly: "Why do you hate me? I just like you so much."
"I didn't mean it, I just, I just can't control myself..."
"I like you, only you."
"Don't hate me, OK?"
Hearing these words, Chu Yanhuan's eyes trembled. She didn't speak for a while, and then reached out to push Shen Qingjue.
The other party was pushed away by her.
Then, the sickly beauty raised her eyes like a black jade, stared at her directly, and said aggrieved: "You, why are you pushing me?"
"You really don't want me..."
After that, the beauty dropped her beautiful and delicate face, and she seemed to be really sad.