The Sick Beauty and Taoist Couple Dressed as Villains

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Qin Yi was really drunk this time. Even if Shen Qingtang had the intention, he was powerless.

No, even if Shen Qingtang was not angry, he did not dare to let Qin Yi lie intoxicated, so he still lay in bed and let Qin Yi hold him.

At the beginning of Qin Yi's drunkenness, he still had some wisdom. Later, he only knew to hold Shen Qingtang in his arms and be quiet.

Qin Yi has a smell of alcohol. Shen Qingtang usually doesn't like to drink, but at this time, he is not disgusted to smell it. When he sticks to Qin Yi's warm body, he feels at ease.

It's just that Qin Yi hugged him so tightly that he couldn't move easily. Several times, he couldn't help but want to open Qin Yi's hand, but he couldn't move, so he had to lie down and let Qin Yi hold him.

Being held by Qin Yi like this is really a sweet burden. Shen Qingtang didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night.

As a result, as soon as he fell asleep, Shen Qingtang smelled the smell of boiling wine soup. He was afraid of losing his fire in the middle of the night, so he could only rub his sleepy eyes and get up to pour out the boiled wine soup.

When Shen Qingtang came out, he only wore a thin shirt, which was connected to the corridor. The cold wind was blowing slowly in front of the court. After Shen Qingtang poured the wine soup, he was not sleepy.

In addition, he was held by Qin Yi and his body was a little sour. Shen Qingtang rubbed his temples, which was a little stagflationary, and then silently found a small stool to sit down. He turned on the stove and began to cook the decoction soup.

You'd better let Qin Yi drink some, otherwise Qin Yi would have not drunk much wine before. If he doesn't drink something to relieve alcohol this time, he will definitely have a headache the next day.

The small fire of the carbon stove slowly burned, the breeze blew, and the Jiejiu soup began to warm up, emitting a sweet and sour aroma.

At this time, Shen Qingtang took a small fan, fanned it to the carbon stove, and occasionally looked up at the moonlight outside the house.

A moon hangs in the high sky, sprinkled with boundless light, spread on the ground in front of the court, like a piece of pure snow.

The breeze blows quietly. Shen Qingtang's tulle outer shirt brings a burst of cold, but it is not too cold, but it makes people feel a little relaxed and happy.

At this moment, Shen Qingtang suddenly felt extremely quiet and peaceful, and even wanted to stay like this all the time.

But three days later, he and Qin Yi will embark on an unknown journey.

After scooping his lips, Shen Qingtang's heart was slightly sour.

At this time, the sootho soup on the stove was cooked.

Shen Qingtang put down the fan, came back, put his hands with a wet soft cloth, and poured the hot decohol soup into the porcelain bowl next to the snow.

Then I found a bag of oil paper preserves from the small cabinet, took a few small plates in the snow, and then brought them into the room.

When the wine soup came back, Qin Yi was still sleeping.

Without Shen Qingtang's arms, he ran to the pillow and looked at the appearance. He really looked like a good big dog.

Shen Qingtang put down the tray and smiled. He was about to wake Qin Yi up. Suddenly, his eyes fell on Qin Yi's side face, whose mask was about to fall off.

Shen Qingtang's heart jumped, squeezed his lips, and left quietly.

Qin Yi was still sleeping and seemed to be unaware of Shen Qingtang's arrival.