Chapter 1502 Heart, Never Worried in case of In case of any flaws in his arrangement. et In case Zuo Fei was negligent for a while, they did not protect the safety of Qinge.
When I think of that "what if", it will lead to the kind of end.
Yun Linghan felt one of his hearts clenched tightly, as if he had lost his most precious treasure.
For the first time in his life, he learned what it means to be scared.
For the first time in my life, I have never had a worry.
Yun Linghan's deep eyes stared at the little woman in front of him for a moment, and in a pair of scarlet eyes, the light in his eyes was complex and surging.
"Dumping song, you're fine."
Yun Linghan said in a low voice.
"Ling Han, what's wrong with you, are you okay?"
Feeling his waist, Yun Linghan's big hands trembled slightly.
Feng Qingge's face suddenly swelled with a look of worry, and he raised his head with concern on his face, and asked towards Yun Linghan.
At this moment She met his eyes full of worry, and she wanted to push away his movements, but subconsciously froze.
A beautiful little face, staring closely at Yun Linghan's handsome and incomparable face, his eyes became more and more worried.
"Ling Han" Feng Qingge lowered his voice and asked cautiously.
Yun Linghan wrapped his arms tightly around Feng Qingge's waist, and said hoarsely from his throat because of the wine.
"This king has nothing to do, I miss you."
As she spoke, a pair of arms around her became tighter and tighter, and she almost couldn't breathe.
"Ahem, ahem, Ling Han, you let me go first."
Being strangled by his arm, Feng Qingge suddenly let out a violent coughing sound.
Under the tight shackles, she felt that she was about to be strangled by the other party.
Feng Qingge twisted his body restlessly, trying to break free from his arms.
"Singing, don't move."
As soon as she moved, Yun Linghan's hoarse and nasal murmur suddenly sounded low in her ears.
Hearing his low-alcoholed slightly tired voice, Feng Qingge's writhing movements stiffened.
Only then did I realize it in hindsight His arms were so hot.
A strong smell of alcohol, mixed with a hot man's breath, quickly emanated from him, burning her fingers.
"Oops, it must be the stamina of the ten altars of a thousand days of drunkenness."
Touching Yun Linghan's hot body with both hands, Feng Qingge secretly screamed from his heart.
A thousand days drunk All it takes is a jar to be able to get drunk on a cow.
What's more, it's a whole ten jars of wine.
The name of a thousand days of drunkenness is not something that can be played around casually.
What Feng Tingge didn't know was Just now in the Imperial Garden, in order to get rid of Yun Chuheng's entanglement as soon as possible.
Yun Linghan poured nearly twenty more jars and drunk for a thousand days.
It was almost the stamina of thirty jars of a thousand days of drunkenness, and they came together.
Even the king of heaven can't bear it.
Just when Feng Tingge was full of worries, Zuo Yan quickly walked a few steps and appeared in front of Feng Tingge.
"Lord, princess, the carriage is ready, please prince and princess car."
Zuo Di said as he stretched out his hand and pointed at the carriage outside the palace gate.
"Zuo Dark, I'm tired of you."
Feng Qingge threw a grateful smile at him and said from his mouth.
At this time, she didn't care about correcting the word "princess" in Zuo's secret mouth.
Feng Qingge supported Yun Linghan's body and walked straight towards the carriage
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