Chapter 337

After returning to Enze house, the young people in Yinglin garden were led by Li Jing, who lit a campfire, danced swords and drank wine.

The two men watched the startled Hongying flying up and down from the other side of the bank. Fanyin was obviously fascinated and murmured, "why don't you see brother Li dancing a sword?"

Yao light light smile way, "you never forget him."

When Sanskrit was about to argue, suddenly the swordsmen were scattered around and placed on the side. With a leisurely and clear sound of Xiao, outstanding girls in pink clothes came to the center of the Lake Pavilion, like a cluster of brocade. The woman in the center is wearing a pure white dress with her hair pulled high. When the crowd retreats like the tide, she comes with a graceful frown. Her feet are light, like a cloud top. The sleeves are thrown up high and gently withdrawn. She dances gracefully in the sound of the flute.

Yao Guang could not help but move for it. He walked step by step and stroked slowly. When everyone saw him, he quickly retreated to both sides to salute, "Ye."

"I can't catch my worry, but I'll fly away to chase Jinghong..." The man was smiling, and his eyes fell on min'er, who was wearing plain clothes. He said with a loud smile, "girl min, you seldom wear such a simple and quiet dress. I remember you love Rouge most."

Min'er again bent down, the white Tassels and pearls between the high combed Yunbin hair swayed luxuriantly, which made the skin coagulate like jade, and the eyes contained the autumn water, "a little bit of carving insect skill, sir, can't laugh at me."

"I escaped from the banquet last year. Now I can't take it off any more. Let's have a toast to him!" The young swordsman roared, and a crowd of teenagers started to coax, and the wine cup was immediately presented to others. Yao Guang was busy shaking his head and declined, "I can't drink you," he turned and said with a smile, "Li Jing, what you don't see, don't come to help me block it!"

Li Jing continued to smile bitterly, "master, you'd better let me go. I've been drunk for seven or eight times..."

Sheng'er holding a wine cup, Qiao Xiao Qian Xi looked at Yao Guang, "Sir, how do you want to give sister min a face, right?"

Yao Guang looks at min'er. I used to see her charming and beautiful appearance. Now I wash all the lead, and I don't have a clear and astringent look. I can't help nodding, "it's natural." He took the wine and drank it out in one gulp, and the crowd cheered. Light how tongue aftertaste wine, four under a look, "how can not see song Huan that wooden head?"

Walking slowly in the crowd came a figure, blue cloth, who is not song Huan? But seeing him holding jade Xiao in his hand, he said with a smile, "today's festival, the Lord will not punish me?"

Yao Guang deliberately accepted the smile and said with a straight face, "who allowed you to lead the crowd to make a fool of yourself? Since I like playing flute, I'll punish you to spend the night in the Lake Pavilion! "

Song Huan shivered, "my Lord, this is really not related to me. It's all the ideas of Li Jing, manager Li!"

Li Jing almost spewed out a mouthful of wine. He put down the wine pot and nodded his head and said, "good, song Huan, don't tell me I'm deceiving people today. You're a capable person. Just stand there and don't move." At the end of his speech, he rushed up. A group of teenagers tried to stop him, but they couldn't stop laughing. He clapped his hands around the periphery. Song Huan was chased away by Li Jing and ran away from the pavilion! Help me! Li Jing is trying to kill people... "

In the midst of the uproar, Yao Guang saw something under the ground. He only said that someone had accidentally dropped it. He bent down to pick it up. Then he took a closer look. In an instant, he woke up most of the time and quietly put it into his sleeve.

Not far away min Er did not play with the crowd, just sit there quietly, watching the Yao light under the moonlight. The man looked down again.

Yao Guang got up to meet him. He thought that after entering the palace, he was more and more indifferent to min'er day. He felt a little sorry. He said with a smile, "why don't you go to drink?"

Min'er shook his head and said in a soft voice, "I didn't go either."

Yao Guang untied Peiyu and put it in the girl's palm. "The light of the twinkling sun can't compete with the bright moon. This little thing should be the head of beauty's dance."

When the young people in Yinglin garden saw it, they let Li Jing and song Huan off, and then they came around to make a fuss. The young swordsman was still unconvinced and called out loud and clear, "I'm too eccentric, but my brother's sword is not good! Should we reward them? "

Yao Guang had no choice but to untie the money bag. Before it was opened, Yao Guang was snatched away, and a crowd rushed to grab it.

Li Jing suddenly asked, "why don't you see Sanskrit?"

Yao Guang was surprised and swept around. There was no girl's shadow. He made fun of everyone for a moment, but he forgot all the Sanskrit. He immediately got up and said, "I'll go back first. Take care of it carefully. Don't let anything go wrong."

Li Jinggong claimed that he had a second look at song Huan, who was drunk and almost unconscious. His heart sank three points and his head fell silent.

Yao Guang returned to the main hall, dark fragrance thin shadow has been ready to rest, see him come, and busy up to please, "Ye."

"Is the good girl back?"

"If you go back to your master, the good girl has already come back, and most of the time she is resting in the side room."

Yao Guang en a, casually said, "thank you, you two also early rest is."

He thought that with the temperament of Sanskrit, most of the time was not fast. He had planned to break the antique porcelain in the house. However, the room was quiet, only one candle lamp was on, and there was a pot of wine on the table.He sniffed it gently and said in a slow voice, "drunk and dreaming..." It's a kind of wine brought back from the western regions. It's sweet at first sight, but it's hot after taste. It's like a knife in the throat. It's very strong.

Yao Guang pulled back the dark red embroidered curtain. She closed her eyes and fell asleep. He scolded, "good girl, it's nonsense. Do you know this wine, even I don't dare to drink it. How much you drink, you know it's going to hurt you!"

Fanyin indulged for a moment. Fang slowly opened his eyes to see him. His eyes were clear, and his cheeks were charming red. "Sir, min'er's dance is very beautiful."

That look, obviously drunk.

Yao Guang rubbed his eyebrows, but he was helpless. Then she said, "you say I'm not the same as those girls in the imperial girls' garden." A meal, the voice is deep and lonely, "but where is the difference?"

Yao Guang was good at persuading, "you are yours, and theirs are theirs. What kind of gas is this At the same time, she called to Shuying and prepared all the washing utensils. She wanted to bow down to help Sanskrit, but she was pushed away. "You go, I don't want to see you!"

He scared all the servants and looked at Yao Guang with a pale look. The man didn't show any anger. He just raised his hand and sent them away. He sighed and then said slowly, "well, you are tired. You have to rest early..."

At the end of his speech, he should also withdraw from the bedroom with the crowd. Just turn around the moment, was a small hand grabbed the lapel. Sanskrit held him in silence, and the four servants retreated quietly, facing each other quietly.

After listening to Sanskrit for a long time, "today is my birthday. I miss my mother so much. I just want a shelter. I'm sorry Don't blame me. " Drunken people always talk incoherently. Sanskrit does not know what she is asking, "do you like me, sir? Is it like rain and dew, or unique? I don't understand. "

Yao Guang slowly hugged the man in front of him, and felt that his thin body trembled slightly in his arms. He could not help but sigh for it. All the complexities in his eyes were caged in the thin mist.

Sanskrit, no matter how strong it is, is still a child.

She forgave him for what he had done, but she never believed in him.

What kind of love is it? I'm afraid he doesn't even know it. He abandoned "trust" many years ago.

Tears, Sanskrit eyes red, like a rabbit, suddenly aware of what, intending to break free from the man's arms, "I told you to go, what do you still have to do?"

Yao light can't cry or laugh, "I want to go, just who pulled, but not let."

Two people close at hand, Sanskrit a little cramped, "you let me go."

The man, however, looked like a scoundrel in the street. Instead, he held his arms tighter and said with a smile, "when you call, when you call, you go. There is no such truth in the world."

Sanskrit glared at her. She looked at her with a narrow eyebrow and a smile. She slowly approached her, pulled her chin and kissed her.

The drunkenness on her face has not faded, and there is still a pale red, but her lips are warm and soft. Yao Guang stroked her hair with one hand, restrained her action gently and gently, but also greedily milled in depth inch by inch, with the fragrance of wine in her mouth.

"Don't be afraid..." He half closed his eyes and murmured, "how can I bear to hurt you?".

She wanted to resist, but she couldn't give up the comforting kiss of a man.

She loves him.

He just loves him through her.