Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 24 Seeking joy

Yue Tongzhou turned around, just met Shang Yancheng's somewhat blurred eyes, and smiled, the cloud crane at the end of his eyes seemed to come alive, spreading his wings to fly.

After three rounds of drinking, the people on the table were all drinking crookedly. Yan Cheng supported the young table to stand up. One stumbled and nearly fell to the ground. A hand extended beside him to support him.

Sandalwood blossomed at the tip of his nose, Yan Cheng felt the soft touch on his arm, and took a step back without a trace.

Yue Tongzhou stared blankly at Yan Cheng's leaving hand, lowered his eyes and smiled, softly telling Yan Cheng to be careful on the way back to the mansion, then turned around and left the hall and went back to his room.

Yan Cheng shook his swollen head, and with the help of the steward behind him, he walked out of the Yuefu and got on the carriage.

"Second Master, have some sobering tea."

There was tea on the small table in the carriage. The tea was prepared to be brought from Yan's Mansion. It was half an hour's drive from Yan's Mansion to Yue's Mansion, and the wall of the pot was still warm. Feeling that Yan Cheng married a good lady.

"En."

Yan Cheng took the teacup from the steward, opened his thin lips and held the rim of the cup to his mouth, and the light blue tea was sent into his mouth.

The tea had a bitter taste of licorice. Yan Cheng raised his head and drank the tea in one go, rubbing his fingertips on the wall of the cup, as if touching the smooth back of Song Jinshu's hand.

"Let's go."

There was a reply from outside the carriage, followed by the sharp sound of the whip piercing the sky and the startled neigh of the horse.

Song Jinshu was so sleepy, He Yi lay on the bed and fell asleep, with a warm dim light between his brows.

Yan Cheng gently closed the door, the wind coming from the crack of the door caused the candle to shake, and the shadow on the window also fluttered.

Yan Cheng crept onto the bed and hugged him into his arms.

A good night's sleep.

Bu Zhuang received the order from Mr. Yue, which was worth the income of the first half of the year. Yan Cheng simply took a leave of absence to rest at home with Song Jinshu for a few days.

When Yan Cheng was free, all the dandy disciples went to the door, all of them sitting in the chairs with ivory fans in their hands.

Song Jinshu timidly poured tea for a few, Tao Xueye's exploratory eyes always fell on him, seeing Song Jinshu's face turning pale, he fled back to the room.

When a few playboys met, they clapped their hands and laughed, causing the hall to be suffocated for a while.

Yan Cheng frowned and walked in from the side hall, with a sullen face but not easy to get angry. These people are regular customers of Buzhuang, and they have several thousand taels of silver a year from these wealthy children. They can be regarded as the God of Wealth of Buzhuang.

"Yan Er is so majestic, and I don't remember coming out to get together with my brothers after the New Year." The young man in the

purple robe on the left closed the fan, and the ivory fan bone lightly tapped on the palm of his hand a few times. To tease Yan Cheng without malice.

Yan Cheng bowed his head to express his apology, and said the words without any leakage, "After the New Year, there will be a lot of ceremonies. It's Yan's fault. I'll let you all go home tonight.

" Having fun, Yan Cheng couldn't shirk from left to right, so he acted as the host consciously, and the group went to Baile Pavilion in a big way.

Baile Pavilion is the most famous restaurant in Liuxiang, Beijing. There is a stage on the first floor. Every night, different beauties are marked with prices. When the group arrives, the first floor is already full of people.

Yan Cheng and Bailege's mother asked for a private room on the second floor. The sons behind him were already familiar with this place as well as his own home. Without breathing, he ordered a dozen beauties and sent them into the private room. .

"I remember that I told you about my family."

Yan Cheng took a step behind and walked to Tao Xueye's side, looking at the scantily clad young men pouring into the private room, and glared at Tao Xueye fiercely.

"Look at what the second master said, there is no fragrance of wild flowers in the family!" Tao Xueye shook the fan in his hand, leaned his head to Yan Cheng's ear and whispered, "I have helped you to refuse, but this group of people Which one is a serious son. Your cloth house in the capital depends on the major families. It's okay to refuse once or twice, but if you refuse again and again, do you still want to open your cloth shop?"

Tao Xueye expressed interest. Looking at the arrangement of the private room, he pulled Yan Cheng to sit in the corner, watching a group of people compliment one person around him.

"Today's game is organized by the Master Biaozi of Shangshu. Shangshu was favored only a few years ago. How many people in the capital are looking forward to this tall branch. It's okay for you to steal the identity of the host today, but in this game, if you don't come, tomorrow I'm afraid it's time to change the name of Yan's House."

Yan Cheng took a sip from the teacup in front of him, and when he put it down, all the emotions in his eyes were suppressed.

"Brother Tao taught me a lesson."

Tao Xueye said for a long time with a dry mouth, then took the teacup and drank it.

"Besides, you've been immersed in Huajie Liuxiang for decades. You really say that you can relax your heart?" Tao Xueye raised his hand to stop Yan Cheng's words, "Don't fool me with this.

" , Tao Yan and the two stopped talking and buried themselves in the food.

Yan Cheng was a frequent visitor in Baile Pavilion, and he hadn't shown up for half a year, so several waitresses who were dressed in white veils with a graceful figure would come to him and feed him a drink.

"Second Master~ Second Master has been in the future for a long time, I'm afraid he has forgotten about the slave family."

Before Yan Cheng opened his mouth, a glass of wine was put into his mouth.

Half an hour later, Yan Cheng was already 80 to 90 percent drunk.

He embraced the slender waist of the servant beside him, and pressed his mouth to the other person's face, but when he smelled the pungent powdery fragrance on his body, he felt nauseated.

Yan Cheng shook his head, and the heat in his body came one after another, and then he suddenly realized that he had been drugged.

Immediately, his face became cold, and he threw the little shepherd in his arms to the ground.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Tao Xueye hurriedly helped Yan Cheng and apologized to the few who were still at the table, "Second master is not drinking well today, Tao will take him away first, and then set up a table to make amends."

Everyone was excited, With a wave of hands, the two left.

Yan Cheng stumbled and almost knocked Tao Xueye to the ground together. The two of them staggered forward for several meters before they could stabilize their bodies.

"My dear second master, where are you going?"

Yan Cheng's mind was not clear anymore, he only remembered the fragrance of sweet osmanthus nectar around him every day, and said with a big tongue that he wanted to go home.

The two hired a horse-drawn carriage at the entrance of the alley and rushed to the Yan Mansion under the moonlight.

Song Jinshu was worried about Yan Cheng, and was guarding at the gate of the mansion early. Seeing that he was being carried off the carriage, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Yan Cheng.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus penetrated into his nostrils, and Yan Cheng leaned against Song Jinshu's neck while biting and gnawing, the hot breath was so hot that Song Jinshu couldn't hold him.

"The little lady is so fragrant, even more fragrant than the lady in my family."

Song Jinshu's face turned pale, holding Yan Cheng's hand tremblingly, expressing his gratitude to Tao Xueye, and his family helped Yan Cheng to go to the house.

Yan Cheng was so intoxicated that he walked to the pavilion and refused to move, struggling to take off Song Jinshu's robe. Song Jinshu couldn't reach him, his collar was pulled open, his porcelain-white shoulders were exposed to the air, and his body trembled.

Yan Cheng raised his head and fiercely sent the servant away, then buried his head on Song Jinshu's shoulder, the tut tut of saliva was especially loud at night. Half of Song Jinshu's body was cold, and he fell unsteadily into the pavilion together with Yan Cheng, and the blue silk like crow feathers spread all over the ground.