Chapter 1507 Drunk "Hey, you let go of me, let go of me, do you hear me?"
Feng Qingge's hands struggled violently, trying to break free of his fingers. et "Sing, don't move."
Yun Linghan suddenly leaned over and said in a low and clear voice.
When Feng Qinge heard this, he was subconsciously stunned, and the movements of the struggle in his hands stiffened.
Then I felt my body suddenly lighter.
"Ahh Feng Qingge let out an exclamation from his mouth.
The next moment, he was already taking someone with him, and he was put away by the whole child towards the big bed.
"Clouds, Ling, and Cold."
Under the clouds, his body touched the soft bed below.
Feng Qingge suddenly narrowed his eyes unhappily, and gritted his teeth towards Yun Linghan word by word.
Immediately afterward, I felt the bed next to me sink down.
He had already taken a step on his legs, and he also lay down on the bed.
I felt the sound of hot and shortness of breath around me.
Feng Qingge's body subconsciously tensed.
Surrounded by the scorching and ambiguous breath around her, she felt her heart "thump" and pound.
The worst thing is that the scorching body next to him has come close to him.
"Calm down, you must be calm."
Smell the nice smell of ambergris in your nasal cavity.
Feng Qingge clasped their hands tightly and muttered to themselves from their mouths.
She thought silently, and let out a long breath of turbid air.
Yun Linghan beside her suddenly stretched out his hand and clenched her fingers tightly.
"Dumping, your hands are cold."
With a grip, I felt that Feng Tiange's little hands were cold.
Yun Linghan immediately furrowed his brows tightly.
Spread out her big hands, put her hands in the palms of her hands, and rubbed them gently and slowly.
Lying flat on the bed, Yun Linghan felt his brain surging with a burst of wine.
The small hands that kept rubbing the palms of his hands gradually felt his consciousness begin to blur.
"Hmph."
Yun Linghan let out a muffled snort from his throat.
Cheering himself up, a pair of deep eyes stared closely at Feng Tiange in front of him, and two strong arms stretched out and hugged her into his arms.
Under the soft and beautiful touch, there seemed to be a warm current, surging down his meridians to the hundreds of bones of his limbs.
That warm touch that has never been felt before, Yun Linghan groaned comfortably, and opened his mouth in a low and hoarse voice.
"Don't worry.
Lu'er and Thirteen are there, and there is Zuo Fei, who is responsible for informing. ” "Zuo Fei and a few of them are still in the palace" Feng Qingge heard Yun Linghan's low voice, and his originally tense body subconsciously relaxed a little.
He turned his head with a puzzled look and looked at Yun Linghan beside him.
When I entered my eyes, I saw Yun Linghan's eyes slightly closed, his brows tightly twisted into a pimple, and he looked very painful.
Feng Qingge suddenly panicked in his heart, quickly pulled out his hands, and shook his shoulders.
"Ling Han, Ling Han, are you okay, Ling Han" Feng Qingge screamed a few times in a row, but Yun Linghan didn't respond.
Suddenly secretly screamed "bad" from the heart.
Ling Han's current appearance must be the stamina of a thousand days of drunkenness.
And it seems that the wine is still very strong.
Thinking of being in the carriage just now, Ling Han still looked like he was strong and supportive.
Feng Tingge felt a pain in his heart for no reason.
"Ling Han, wait a minute, I'll go and tell Zuo Dian to help you cook a bowl of sobering soup
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