Chapter 1116 You Protect All Beings, I Protect You [60]

"Haven't you come out?" Shen Wanqing's heart skipped a beat.

The butler thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I didn't come out."

Shen Wanqing sighed, pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I see."

She came all the way to Yan Fan's courtyard, she and Yan Fan have no name or distinction now, men's name festival is very important, so Shen Wanqing will not live with Yan Fan before they get married.

As soon as he came to the courtyard, Shen Wanqing smelled a very strong aroma of wine.

Her footsteps stopped suddenly, the smell of wine?

It is Chen time now, and the sky is dark, dotted with a few shining stars. Yan Fan's room was not lit, and the entire courtyard was pitch black.

Shen Wanqing followed the scent of wine to the corridor in the courtyard. With the sparse and bright moonlight, she saw the lazily young man leaning against the pillar, and poured several wine jars beside him.

The young man's slender body was lazily leaning against the pillar, the snow-white and soft monk's robe was loosely wrapped around his body, the neckline was open, revealing his slender, white neck. The delicate clavicle is connected to the shoulder line, and the lines are smooth and attractive, hidden under the monk's robe.

Suddenly there was a light rain, and the raindrops fell on the ground. The mud mixed with the fragrance of grass seemed to cover up the extravagant and chaotic aroma of wine.

The slender figure was scattered by the light rain, and the delicate and beautiful face gradually became a little unclear.

The lines of the side face are sharp and angular, no matter where it is, the bridge of the nose and the jawline are perfect.

Those long narrow peach eyes narrowed slightly at the moment, his long neck was long and slender, and he looked up at the bright moon in the sky with a strange and lonely expression.

Shen Wanqing moved her feet slightly and came in front of Yan Fan, and the young man sitting in front of her slowly looked up at her as if feeling something.

The eyes are narrow and long, and the dark blue pupils are smudged with the smell of alcohol, as if confused like a pool of spring water in spring.

Yan Fan looked at her quietly, then he slowly curled the corners of his lips, and said softly: "I'm back."

The cold and deep voice seems to be soaked in wine, which is extremely moving.

Shen Wanqing pursed her lips and nodded lightly. She put the persimmon in her hand aside and sat beside Yan Fan.

Having been with Yan Fan for so long, this is the first time Shen Wanqing saw Yan Fan drinking.

She pursed her lips, reached out to take the can of wine in Yan Fan's hand, and asked, "Why did you suddenly drink?"

"Because I'm not happy." The young man seemed to be drunk, so he answered very straightforwardly.

Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows, "Why are you unhappy?"

The young man in front of him snorted lightly when he heard the words, and stood up lazily while propping up the pillar beside him. The snow-white monk's uniform was loose, and the collar on his left shoulder collapsed as he moved, half covering the snow.

Yan Fan came in front of Shen Wanqing easily with just one step. The beautiful and enchanting monk lightly raised his enchanting peach eyes, and there were all kinds of charms at the end of the eyes.

He hooked Shen Wanqing's chin with his fingertips, and the aroma of peach blossom wine wafted into his nostrils. He said lazily, "Of course I regret it."

regret?

regret what?

Shen Wanqing's nerves immediately tensed up. Could it be that she regretted being with her?

Taking advantage of Shen Wanqing's distraction, the wine jar in her hand was easily snatched away by Yan Fan.

Yan Fan raised his head to drink, the traces of the wine flowed down the line of his jaw, came to the rolling Adam's apple, and finally sank into the skirt of his clothes, watching Shen Wanqing saliva gulp.