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Chapter 173 The shock of Helian and his son Yan Si's proposal

A moment later, a man in purple ink appeared in front of the Yunyue Pavilion. His slender and strong body was faintly flowing with an unconcealed emperor aura. He just stood there quietly, looking up, with amazing majesty, and the breath he leaked from the side was also so powerful that it was arrogant.

The cold moonlight shines, the light and shadows sway, and the moonlight shines, gently brushing Yan Si's exquisite side face. On the silver wing mask as thin as a cicada's wing on his face, the light and shadow flow, and the moonlight flows in a corner of the mask, folding the dazzling silver light.

As soon as Yan Si landed, he discovered the fragrance of the flowing wine inside. His tranquil eagle-sharp bloody eyes were ripples, and he was a little surprised.

He pushed open the door silently, walked slowly towards the source of the wine with a silent step. When his eyes touched Yunyue who was sleeping on the bed, his eyes suddenly became shallow. He walked slowly and quietly sat down beside the bed. He quietly looked at Yunyue who was drunk, with his clear bloody eyes flowing with ripples of unknown expressions.

Drunk?

The bloody dark pool under Yan Si's eyes surged undercurrents, but the corners of his mouth curled up in a ruciating arc. He poked out the slender dragon finger hidden in his sleeve, raised it gently, stroked her eyebrows, and rubbed it slowly.

"Well-Brother--" Yun Yue, who was still drunk, vaguely noticed that a breath was approaching. Her closed eyes were not open, and her soft voice was gentle. As her breath rose and fell, she gently flowed out of her throat.

Yan Si seemed to be drunk when he heard her voice. He saw the light shaking in his eyes, stopping the rubbing movement, and listening quietly.

"Brother - Uncle Cang is so powerful - who is he?" In a state of confusion, Yun Yue's soft jade lips pouted slightly, and she murmured with unsteady breathing. Her ability to analyze was also very strong, but now she calls Brother Yan Si, obviously very drunk.

When Yan Si heard this, he soon knew the reason why Yun Yue was drunk. His bloody eyes were slightly bright, and a transparent soft light flashed. His amazing corners of his eyes were faint, and he didn't say anything. He listened to her and continued to rub her eyebrows.

"Brother——" Yun Yue's consciousness in the drunken dream was dissipated, as if she was waiting for a response. Her breathing slowed down and fluctuated, and her voice was slightly noisy.

As she spoke, the faint elegance of the eyebrows of Lingshan Mountain flowed naturally. She inhaled and inhaled, and the aura of lotus and strangeness flowed. Her body removed the fragrance of wine around her and could also explore the faint fragrance of falling geese and flowers.

Yan Si's eyes split into most, scattering and capturing all the slight abnormal movements of her. The blood-colored dark pool under his blood-colored pupils was originally a surging pool surface, but now several tornadoes and tornados have swept up.

"I am not your brother" is your Yan Si. Yan Si bent down and attached himself to Yun Yue's ears, and said this sentence in a low voice. His voice stirred up a low and intoxicating voice, making people easily drunk when they hear it.

His gentle voice brushed through Yunyue's ears, which were naturally light, causing her slender jade body to tremble inexplicably.

"It's brother..." Yun Yue's jade lips opened slightly, and a soft call overflowed from her soft lips.

"I am not your brother." Yan Si lowered his eyes and smiled slightly, blood-colored dragon eyes, and a few transparent soft light flashed by.

"It's brother..." Yun Yue's jade lips stuttered slightly, and her tone was a little firm.

"No! It's this king!" Yan Si smiled hoarsely, approached her jade ears, and bit the three words behind her quietly. His low and mellow sound seemed to be lowered a little. When he heard this, his voice beating with a deceptive magnetism.

A sound like a drunken wine was brushed by Yun Yue's ears. The sound came with the sound, and the warm and warm breath of his voice. As his breath brushed by, a faint numb current followed, causing her in the drunken dream to tremble slightly, and her soul seemed to have some resonance with this sound.

"It's brother..." Yun Yue was so angry that she was whispering like a stream of energy in her drunken dream. Even though her consciousness was distracted, she still insisted on her "judgment".

Yan Silong fiddled with Yun Yue's hair in front of his ears, and slowly lingered, and then it was separated behind his ears.

"Haha--" He chuckled softly, his eyes became softer, wrapping her breath, sound, face, and even soul. His laughter was like a thousand-year-old wine that was suddenly shaken by someone. It was like a wine but not a wine, shaking out, and the fragrance that belonged to him was dizzy and spread out during the swaying, spreading throughout the pavilion. In an instant, the fragrance that lingers around her was covered.

The fragrance that Yunyue lingers on her body at this time all comes from Yan Si, which looks like wine but not wine, intoxicating the fragrance, and the thin and warm breath that makes her greedy.

Yan Si's bloody eyes flashed with a flowing luster. He stroked her eyebrows, the dragon fingers slid, and the other four fingers fell down, gently holding her peerless face.

"That Yue'er tells your brother truthfully... Does Yue'er have a sweetheart?" He lowered his voice, imitating Helian Jiantai's tone to Yun Yue, and asked in a warm voice. The moment he called out Yue'er, the bloody dark pool under his eyes was violently turbulent.

He had known Yun Yue'er's name not long ago, but he never knew how to call her. Just now, the phrase Yue'er seemed to give him great inspiration and shock. He suddenly felt that the title "Yue'er" was excellent! Excellent!

Yunyue felt a warm touch coming from her cheeks. She tilted her head slightly and pressed it against the warm and thick palm.

"Brother asked before... Well - Yue'er has no... Well - Yue'er has no sweetheart." Yun Yue's peerless face flashed with a soul-stirring light under the blurred moonlight. Her crisp voice was intercepted by drunkenness, and whispered one after another. As her jade lips opened lightly, a faint fragrance of sweet wine passed by, which was fascinating.

Yan Si heard Yun Yue say that she did not have a lover, and she didn't feel disappointed at all. Instead, she was happy. His bloody eyes flashed through the soft light, staring at the woman quietly, and vaguely saw the bloody dark pool under his eyes shaking with the turmoil of drunkenness.

Yun Yueruo already has a sweetheart, he cannot get close to her. If she doesn't have a sweetheart, he can get close to her dignifiedly. He wants to get close to her.

At this time, Yunyue's answer was undoubtedly the best for him.

Yan Si gradually lowered his bloody eyes, thick black dragon eyelashes, which made it difficult to cover the intoxicating smile in his eyes. He held her hand and switched angles in the air to prevent his slender dragon fingers from fitting with her jade fingers one by one, slowly rubbing her soft fingertips, and then quietly pressing on him.

Yan Si bent down slightly, and the dragon elbow gently pressed to the side. The other warm palm with distinct joints gently pressed against his exquisite chin. He held a soft eyes and smile and looked at Yun Yue quietly for a while. After a while, he leaned over and attached himself to her ears. He called "Yue'er" with a sound that restored the original brewing sound.

Yan Si's thin Jue lips curled up a warm curve, and his blood-red lips pursed, and Jue lips opened lightly.

"Yue'er..." He stirred up a low and intoxicating voice, and swept the word Yue'er into the sound of the drunken world's beautiful wine, gently brushing her ears. This sentence Yue'er was brought out by the sound of the drunken world's beautiful wine brewed with the essence of heaven and earth. As soon as this call came out, everything in the world seemed to be about to be drunk.

Yun Yue's jade body that could not move was trembling slightly. The soft call penetrated into her mind, into her soul, and reached the depths of her soul.

"Yue'er..." Yan Silong pointed at the woman's jade finger and called again. His low and intoxicating voice disturbed the word Yue'er even more. He called this name, which became more and more fascinating. He looked at her in the drunken dream, Shi Tu Shi Ping's eyebrows, and smiled lightly and drunk.

"Yue'er..." His thin lips pursed out of a scattered curve, pressed against her jade ears, and called softly, as if biting.

"Well—" Yun Yue seemed to be unable to resist the drunken voice, and a single-word syllable overflowed from her soft lips.

Yan Si heard her response and he smiled gently and slowly. He made no noise to alarm. His smile was hidden in his eyes. The bloody dark pool under his eyes was surging and turbulent. He chuckled softly, his internal force gathered and dispersed.

The thick black hair that flew with the wind outlined an intoxicating curve in the cool spring breeze, and a thin and warm breath brushed past her hot and red face.

"Yeah—" The breath brushed by, and her drunkenness faded away. She nodded, and she felt sleepy in a blink of an eye, and she fell asleep in her breath.

"Yue'er..."

"Yue...er..."

"Month...er"

“…”

Yan Si stroked Yun Yue's mo hair and called her to sleep with great greed. He called out, and the peerless handsome face under the mask raised a smile of the inverted beings.

At this time, Yun Yue, who was sleeping soundly, no longer responded. His high peaks slowly rose and fell with his breathing. Yan Si, who was slowly getting up, his eyes touched the floating area.

His slender and strong body was a little stunned, and even stopped breathing a few times. When he came back to his senses, he quickly turned his head slightly, looked away, pulled the quilt quickly, and covered her gently.

Yan Si stood up in a hurry. He looked at Yunyue who was sleeping reluctantly, and the last flashed. He disappeared into Yunyue Pavilion. His breath was also gone by him before leaving, as if he had never been here tonight.

But that night, Yunyue was drunk! He was drunk at night! He was also "drunk".

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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