The expressions of Qiao Yuyan and the Queen-to-be both changed immediately. Even though he didn't mention her by name, at this point, how could he possibly know who he was talking about?
Qiao Yuyan only felt a little cold on her back. After hearing such sweet words, her head and neck seemed not to be secure at all.
Fortunately, he was quickly taken out by the queen-to-be, and only Qiao Yuyan and Wen Tingyuan were left in the room.
Wen Tingyuan was drunk but very honest, lying quietly on the table, but his fair face was stained with a layer of red, and he looked a little harmless like a baby.
Qiao Yuyan felt an inexplicable softness in her heart. She stared at him blankly for a while. When she saw that he was about to fall asleep, she suddenly came to her senses and went outside to ask someone to come in and help him back to the house.
The two maids came in smartly, but were chased away by Wen Tingyuan before they even got close. They didn't have to go crazy because of drunkenness, just a look in their eyes could make people afraid to move forward.
But the look only lasted for a moment, and then he closed his eyes again, "Don't touch me."
Qiao Yuyan was in trouble for a moment. She hesitated but walked over and whispered: "Zingyuan, this is not a place to sleep. I will help you back to your room."
After waiting for a while, I heard him murmur back, "No."
"Then..." Qiao Yuyan took a look. He was lying here with long arms and legs. It is estimated that his hands and legs will be numb in a while.
She thought about it and pushed him gently, "Let's go! How about I help you?"
At this moment, Wen Tingyuan raised his head, looked at her with his bright eyes, and then pounced on her without saying a word.
Qiao Yuyan was unprepared and was almost knocked down. Fortunately, she held on to the table in time, and her lower back was firmly supported by his broad palm, so that she would not slip away.
After finally waiting for her to stand up, she realized that this person was almost hanging on her body.
However, there was a big difference in height between the two of them. Qiao Yuyan tried her best to straighten her body and support him. It was like he was covering her body.
With all conscience, this is really the first time for her to "carry" a man.
Wen Tingyuan's head rested on her shoulder, and his alcohol-smelling breath covered her body. Mixed with his unique scent of pine and wine, it almost melted all her breath.
Go in.
The two maids in front were a little embarrassed to see Qiao Yuyan in such difficulty, so they just lowered their heads and led the way.
Unfortunately, this courtyard is quite large. There is a long way from the flower hall where we just had a drink to the arranged room.
Qiao Yuyan walked halfway and felt really tired. She couldn't help but stop leaning against the wall, and then simply let him lean on her.
"Yan'er."
Qiao Yuyan was breathing heavily when she suddenly heard the person nestling on her shoulder murmur.
As soon as she turned her face, she found Wen Tingyuan looking directly at her.
This is the corner of a cloister. The afternoon sun falls on the snow on the eaves on the right, and the reflected light is brilliant.
Qiao Yuyan looked at him from this angle. His whole face was hidden in this colorful light, making him look even more handsome and handsome.
She only saw Wen Tingyuan smiling at her, "You are so beautiful."
For no reason, Qiao Yuyan's heartbeat skipped a beat, and her whole body became a little panicked.
She turned her face away and pretended to be dissatisfied: "I drink to my heart's content and don't care about other people's lives. I'm so tired. How can I just say something nice?"
After saying this, I was surprised to realize that the tone seemed to have flirting meaning, so I quickly stopped talking and started to carry him back to the house, one step at a time.
He was probably really drunk. After he was put down on the bed, he did not close his eyes. Instead, he watched Qiao Yuyan take off his coat for him, watched her take off his boots, and watched her busy.
When everything was ready, Qiao Yuyan couldn't help but frown, "Go to sleep! I'll have someone make you a bowl of hangover soup..."
Before she finished speaking, she fell into his arms. She wanted to get up, but was held tightly by him, "You stay with me."
The heat that had just subsided on Qiao Yuyan's face suddenly started to burn up again. She quickly said: "You... you are drunk and need a good rest."
But this man, who had been disobedient at all when walking, now showed no mercy or relaxation.
Qiao Yuyan raised her face slightly, trying to reason with him, but unfortunately the other party hugged her too tightly, and she couldn't see his face from this angle.
"Zhangyuan..."
She was about to say something else, but Wen Tingyuan suddenly turned over, lifted up the quilt and covered the two of them.
Qiao Yuyan immediately fell asleep in his arms.
Hearing her exclamation, Wen Tingyuan suddenly laughed softly.
The light in the tent was not very bright, but his smiling eyes were shining like stars.
"Stay with me."
He just looked at her like this, his tone was gentle and a little attached.
Qiao Yuyan knew she should refuse, but she couldn't say no.
After a while, she heard her own voice, "Okay, go to sleep!"
Then Wen Tingyuan held her arm tightly and fell into a deep sleep after a while.
This was the first time Qiao Yuyan saw Wen Tingyuan drunk. He rarely drank, and the few times he did so, he never saw him drunk.
You probably have to stay awake all the time! Only in front of people who don't need to hide it, can you dare to drink like this and express all the depression in your heart to the wine.
She sighed softly, then looked at the person next to her, and her heart calmed down.
He really slept well. Even though he was drunk now, except for holding her, his hands and feet were still there, like a well-behaved child, which was far from his usual image.
Qiao Yuyan couldn't help but smile, and she couldn't help but reach out to touch his eyelashes.
Only then did she realize that Wen Tingyuan's eyelashes were very long.
It's just a light color and can't be seen clearly at ordinary times.
Probably because he was a little itchy, he blinked and tried to avoid her troublesome fingers, but he couldn't avoid it and simply buried his face in it.
Qiao Yuyan's head exploded with a bang, and his face touched her...
After the huge shock, she slowly calmed down.
Wen Tingyuan was really fast asleep and didn't notice at all. Qiao Yuyan pulled his head up little by little and finally returned to its original position.
Her heartbeat was still beating crazily, but the people next to her were unaware. After she was sure that he would never move again, she decided to get up.
Unexpectedly, before he even started to move, he heard him murmuring two more words, "Yan'er."
Qiao Yuyanzheng was stunned for a moment and looked at his face blankly.
He was asleep and called her name like this in his sleep.
perhaps……
Qiao Yuyan's heart beat faster. Perhaps, is there a possibility that he actually has her in his heart?
