Chapter 1265

Night Phoenix dust has a kind of whole body full of mouth also can't say the feeling of clear, he helplessly poured ten cups of wine, holding the purpose of wine, all drink up.

When he finished the last cup, night Phoenix dust accidentally found that Zhao Wanxi's eyes had fallen on him.

Night Phoenix dust dark heart and dead dust reburning, when he found that Zhao Wanxi has noticed that he is so drunk, can not help but some small joy.

All the wine, with this look, into a warm spring rain, moisten him.

Night Phoenix dust involuntarily toward Zhao Wanxi nodded, smiling.

Leng junao saw all these things in his eyes, and immediately set off ten waves in his chest. Can face, still not hot or cold, no waves.

"Lin'er, as the eldest prince, why don't you know how to treat guests? The night young master has come all the way to Nanlin country, so you'll pay homage to the bar for your father. "

As he spoke, Leng junao reached for a piece of fruit on the table and bit it. Then he looked at Zhao Wanxi with a smile.

Zhao Wanxi did not know what he meant and looked at him blankly.

"This fruit is really sweet, but if you don't look at it, you don't know it's sweet."

Leng junao spoke very slowly and lightly, word by word, like an oath.

Zhao Wanxi's face turned pink, even from her ears to her neck. This man, whenever can tease her, in front of the Empress Dowager so, in front of the night Phoenix dust more presumptuous.

Zhao Wanxi knows that if she responds, Leng junao will be more complacent. If you don't give Leng junao any sweetness, he won't get what he wants. It will only arouse his fighting spirit and continue to tease him.

"There are guests here. Please take care of yourself!"

Zhao Wanxi sits upright and reminds Leng junao solemnly that it is not suitable to tease her sister at this time.

"There's a prince waiting for me to entertain guests. Why worry. Why don't you taste this fruit? Maybe Xi'er can feel it too Sweet as honey between us

Zhao Wanxi gave him a look of disgust. Instead of tasting the fruit he said, she picked a cake and ate it slowly. She watched Leng Yulin go to yefengchen with a teacup.

"Young master of the night, I'd like to offer you this cup for my father."

Anyway, it's tea, and it won't hurt when you're full. Leng Yulin is very refreshing.

Night Phoenix dust how nice to take advantage of him, respectfully up, will be full of a glass of wine to drink a clean.

I thought Leng Yulin would let it go. Unexpectedly, he poured another cup of tea and said, "this cup is for my mother. Well, it's said that yeshao Lord and my mother used to be friends. Yeshao Lord wants to drink two more cups. "

Well, one cup of tea for three full cups of Qionglu.

Leng Yulin poured another cup of tea, "this cup is my toast to the young master."

Night Phoenix dust had to drink a cup with him obediently.

Leng Yulin raises his cup again. When everyone thinks that he wants to find another reason to toast, he suddenly tilts his head and looks at the night Phoenix dust. Then he runs back to Leng junao and whispers in his ear.

Leng junao's expression is very strange. He looks like a smile instead of a smile, and he looks like a anger instead of a anger. From time to time, he picks his eyebrows, purses his lips, nods occasionally, and then whispers a few words. His eyes are furtive, and sometimes he looks at Zhao Wanxi. It is obvious that everything he says has something to do with her.

However, as anyone can see, father and son had a good talk.