Chapter 2940: Step by Step Jinghong: Since Ancient Times, the Family of Emperors with Little Affection (81)

Ranbai didn't break free, let him do it, and at the moment when he turned to face the prince along the way of Mo Liyan, Ranbai's left hand also picked up the wine cup on the stone table again, and returned Filled with crystal clear wine, the breath of spirits drifted silently in the air.

Then,

Between the electric light and flint,

Ranbai poured the whole cup of wine on Mo Liyan's face without leaving any room or any hesitation!

Spicy and crystal clear wine was poured without warning at that moment, and the piercing eyes hurt. Mo Liyan closed his eyes and coughed violently several times, even his throat seemed to be surging with burning pain.

A cold and clear drink slipped from the young prince's forehead to the angular profile of the cold profile, and finally wiped the delicately curved Adam's apple down the collar along the arc of the lower jaw.

A few drops of crystal wine beads were still swirling on his long eyelashes, the irritated eye sockets were reddish, and the hair and collar were all wet with the wine.

There is an indescribable embarrassment, but it does not damage his nobleness. With that fierce and thrilling breath, he forcibly supports the oppressive and cold aura, crushing the cold light like a sharp blade and spreading in the air.

Mo Liyan let the wine slide down, slowly opened his eyes, was silent for a few seconds, and didn't say a word, just lowered his eyes and calmly looked at the girl in red with one hand holding an empty wine cup in front of him, calmly. It makes people feel a little cold, like the oppression before the wind and rain.

Those narrow, long and deep eyes were like ink dyed, three points darker than ordinary people, like the bottomless abyss, brewing unknown dangers.

now,

The shadow of the girl is clearly reflected.

And Dianbai also looked at him without any turbulence, and his eyes never fluctuated for half a minute, like a cold pool of dead silence.

a long time,

Mo Liyan just opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse and low, but his tone was calm without any emotion, so he asked her: "Have you calmed down?"

Ranbai didn't expect that Mo Liyan would ask such a sentence in the end. After all, according to this person's arrogant and indifferent personality, what would happen, this time he didn't care about her, which was unexpected.

But Yanbai didn't care and didn't speak.

"If it doesn't calm down, then pour it a few more times." Mo Liyan told her, her voice was neither light nor heavy, with a kind of elegant dignity.

Then, he said again: "Enough is enough, just go back with this king."

make trouble.

until now,

In Mo Liyan's eyes,

Dyeing Bai is still making trouble, just making trouble, but playing with his temper.

That's all.

"Not angry.

Ranbai listened to this, and even smiled slightly, looking at Mo Liyan, half serious and half casual: "Why don't King Jin give me his life, maybe I will lose my breath?" "

"You know it's impossible." Mo Liyan said lightly, "It won't do you any good to stimulate this king."

"But I like it." Ranbai raised his eyebrows arrogantly, and the red clothes wanted to say: "Can King Jin control me?"

Tonight, the palace, as always grand and majestic, symbolizes the power of the world, and attracts countless heroes.

inside the hall,

Silk and bamboo string music, fairy sounds curling, gongs and chips staggered, golden and green. Extraordinary hustle and bustle, a prosperous and prosperous atmosphere.

outside the hall,

Stay away from the extravagance of floating life and be intoxicated with money. The cold wind is rustling, the fallen leaves are rustling, the bright moon is in the sky, and the night is as cool as water. And the pavilion shrouded in the shadows of the trees seemed to be a world of its own, a dead silence.

Those two people were opposed to each other, the atmosphere was tit-for-tat, condensed and stalemate, and a cold wind sent their clothes unknowingly entangled together, and then quietly separated.

After all, no one thought

No one could have predicted the future.

Today's words that no one cared about, actually achieved the root of a bone-shattering tragedy for the rest of my life.

But at this moment,

Who knows when?

But today there is wine and I am drunk.

Mo Liyan stood there alone, her slender and distinct fingers were still tightly clasping the girl's wrist, her deep and sharp eyes seemed to rise and fall, and the ups and downs of the deep sea was shaking in the tides again and again. Known dark mood.

Dianbai was smiling indifferently, playing with the wine glass in his hand full of evil spirits, watching the prince's icy appearance in a leisurely manner, and asked slowly, "King Jin, is the wine good?"

Mo Liyan's eyes were gloomy, and the deep and shallow moonlight fell into his eyes, interweaving a dazzling light and shadow that was difficult to capture and see through, ups and downs.

His gaze slid down the girl's pair of provocative and cool peach blossom eyes, and in a few moments, he made an impulsive behavior without warning!

Crazy and elegant, extreme and indifferent.

He suddenly pulled the person coldly into his arms, lowered his eyes like a ruthless kiss on the girl's lips, and directly pressed the person on the vermilion column next to the pavilion to kiss him wantonly!

After plundering all the breath, Yi Inch put the remaining liquor into the girl's mouth.

In fact, it's not really like a kiss, but rather hoarse like a beast, not even the slightest tenderness at all, but extremely severe.

The shade of the tree covered the two figures beside the columns of the pavilion. They overlapped, and even the hem of the clothes were entangled.

As the party concerned, Ke Ranbai was like a bystander, staring at Mo Liyan indifferently and indifferently, which was a little strange.

The bloody smell slowly diffused from the mouths of the two of them, and at the same time, a strong bloody smell rushed to the face.

The young prince froze, looking at the girl in red in front of him with a cold and calm look, his eyes were clear.

Dianbai slowly pushed the person away, and then changed his position to push the person in front of the column, ignoring the blood smeared from Mo Liyan's heart, and kissed him even more coldly, wantonly and raging.

The eyes of the two were indifferent, as if they did not contain any emotion.

Unsympathetic.

No temperature.

last of the last,

The girl's cold fingertips carelessly brushed the blood on her lips, and when she saw the blood on her fingertips, she laughed softly.

Then he wiped the blood stained with his fingertips on Mo Liyan's thin lips, and saw that his original pale lips were stained with dark red blood little by little. It was hers and his own. It was a thrilling evil. Confused and sexy.

Immediately, he took out the snow-white handkerchief and wiped it across his lips. It was the kind of disgust that was very hard.

The young prince had his back against the column, stretched arrogantly and straight, with blood on his lips, and blood on his heart. Fortunately, he was wearing black clothes. , oozing blood, is the hand that dyed white just moved.

Mo Liyan may or may not have noticed it, but it is undeniable that he did not hide or avoid it.

"Is the wine good?"

Mo Liyan looked at the girl's movements coldly, without caring about the injury on his body, and returned the original question that he had just asked, with a very indifferent tone, but his voice was hoarse.

As if the kiss just now was just to give the same problem to Dye Bai.