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He reached out to close the door and light the lamp, lighting up the room. Only then did he see Feng Lingjue lying on the table, with a wine jar by his side and the wooden box beside him.

"This Feng Lingjue!"

Shen Qingchen's face turned green, he did not expect him to be so bold, drinking in his room until he turned to mush.

The slightly drunk Feng Lingjue, upon hearing the voice, suddenly raised his head and looked around in a daze, "Who's calling me?"

"Did you drink?"

Shen Qingchen was a little angry, and said coldly.

"Who said that?"

Feng Ling Jue searched for a long time before finally finding Shen Qingchen, as he answered in a daze.

"Then what is this?"

Shen Qingchen pointed to the wine jar.

"In the box."

Feng Lingjue smirked as he patted the wooden box beside him.

"If you ask me, I will call you a thief."

Shen Qingchen said righteously with a straight face, "What's more, Mount Kunlun has three orders and five conditions. Could it be that disciples are not allowed to drink wine, have you forgotten all about it?"

"I didn't forget. I just wanted to try and see what it was."

Feng Lingjue licked his lips. Good wine!

"You!"

Shen Qingchen was about to go crazy because of him.

"How is this wine?" It's just water, do you have to be angry about it? "

Feng Ling Jue spread out his hands as he spoke.

She was obviously drunk, but the words she spoke didn't sound like she was drunk. Shen Qingchen really doubted if this person was drunk.

"Water?"

Shen Qingchen frowned.

The wine was already so strong, could it be water?

"Yeah, if you don't believe me, give it a try?"

As he spoke, Feng Ling Jue brought the wine jar closer to Shen Qingchen's mouth.

"Take it away."

When the jar of wine approached, Shen Qingchen could smell the smell of the wine, and this time, his expression became completely gloomy.

"Oh?"

Feng Lingjue gently shook the wine jar as his true nature slowly revealed itself. He gave a devilish smile as he held his forehead with one hand, "So what if I want you to drink?"

"You got drunk and started talking nonsense."

Shen Qingchen held his forehead, wanting to remain calm.

Feng Ling Jue looked at him and grinned, then raised his head and took a large gulp of wine. As Shen Qingchen was thinking about what tricks Feng Ling Jue was planning to play, Feng Ling Jue suddenly reached out and ruthlessly tugged at the front of his robe.

Unable to react in time, Shen Qingchen leaned his body forward as a crafty look flashed across Feng Lingju's eyes. His slender arm reached out and wrapped around Shen Qingchen's neck, then he stepped forward and kissed those thin lips that didn't have any hint of blood.

Shen Qingchen was so shocked that he was stunned, allowing Feng Ling Jue to pry open his teeth before he forced all of the pungent alcohol into his mouth. His entire body froze, and before he could even react, Feng Ling Jue had already gone deeper in, tightly clamping onto him.

Feng Ling Jue felt Shen Qingchen's body slowly become stiff, and laughed complacently, using all of his skills to tease this man who looked at each other in a serious manner.

Shen Qingchen obviously did not know how to handle this situation. When the alcohol was pushed into his mouth, he choked and his throat rolled, causing the alcohol to slip past his throat.

The smell of wine was all over Feng Lingjue's body, and he felt a wave of nausea as he extended his hand to push Feng Lingjue away. For some reason, Feng Lingjue suddenly became very strong and he couldn't push it away no matter how hard he tried.

Ridiculous

Immediately, these two words surfaced in his mind, but a strange feeling lingered in his heart. No matter how many years his heart had been tranquil like water, it was suddenly turned upside down by this Feng Lingjue.

gritted his teeth as he sat up. Before his hand could even touch the longsword on the bedside, Feng Lingjue had already moved forward again, his slender hands gently hooked onto's chin as his legs pressed against Shen Qingchen's legs, preventing him from moving.

Shen Qingchen was not allowed to drink alcohol. He was already half drunk from the alcohol just now, and his hands and feet were powerless, not to mention facing Feng Lingjue, who was strong to begin with.

"Are you crazy?"

Shen Qingchen was enraged, his face turned green as he shouted.

"What do you mean?"

Feng Ling Jue lowered his head, wanting to kiss him, but Shen Qingchen blocked his path with his hand, "If you go crazy with alcohol again, I'll call for help!"

"If you don't mind letting them see your current appearance of being pressed down by me, I don't mean that."

Feng Ling Jue shrugged and smiled.

"Scum!"

Shen Qingchen gritted his teeth.

"Please call me scum."

Feng Ling Jue smiled, lowered his head and kissed Shen Qingchen.

Shen Qingchen's words were forcibly blocked.

Shen Qingchen clenched his teeth, and just as he was about to make a move, the man pressing down on him suddenly stopped moving. He very easily pushed it away, and saw that Feng Ling Jue had already fallen into a deep sleep.

"This guy …"

He quickly stood up and tidied up his clothes. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt dizzy. He subconsciously reached out for the table to support himself.

Shen Qingchen's mouth was still filled with the taste of the wine, but he once again thought about what happened just now, and felt that it was difficult to explain. His chest felt tight, and his face slowly turned pale white, following that, a burst of anger rushed into his heart, causing his body to tremble.

He suddenly turned around and drew out the longsword hanging on the bedside. The longsword was unsheathed with a "hualala" sound, and it brightly flew towards Feng Lingjue.

Feng Ling Jue was in a daze, only talking in his sleep, unaware of the danger that was slowly approaching him.

After staring at Feng Ling Jue for a long time, Shen Qingchen's hand that was holding the sword trembled.

"Damn it!"

Shen Qingchen cursed and threw the sword fiercely to the ground. Then, he turned around and left.

When Feng Lingju woke up early in the morning, he felt a headache coming on and his mind was completely blank. The events from last night were also vague and he was somewhat unable to remember them clearly.

"Why is the alcohol so strong?"

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't recall what happened last night. He could only remember that Shen Qingchen came back, and he was unable to clearly remember what happened next.

Feng Ling Jue looked around, but saw no trace of Shen Qingchen. As he was currently sleeping on Shen Qingchen's bed, he suspiciously blinked his eyes.

In the end, he sighed, pulled off the blanket, and got off the bed. Just as his feet landed on the ground, his head suddenly exploded, and those soul-stirring memories flooded into his mind like a fountain.

Last night …

He almost forced himself to bow to Shen Qingchen?

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Feng Ling Jue's eyes were unfocused, and without backbone, he swallowed his saliva. Patting the head on his neck, he sighed, "Still being alive is truly great!"

No, now was not the time to think about such things!

This was going to be troublesome, he actually did not control himself well, and made his move against Shen Qingchen. How would he face Shen Qingchen in the future?

"Or should I just play dumb? Pretend you don't remember? "

Feng Ling Jue rubbed his chin, then spread out his hands, "Anyway, I'm drunk, so there's no need to be responsible for what the drunkard does, right?"

— — The content is from [Mick Read]