After Being Forced to Marry the Evil Star General

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"Have you gone drinking?" Yan Mingting closed the door and walked inside.

"The Cheng family hosted a banquet, and Li Yucheng drank a lot." Zhao Yelan said.

Yan Mingting moved closer and sniffed him: "You didn't drink? Can you refuse on this occasion?"

"Of course I can. Just declare in advance that I can't drink alcohol. The Cheng family won't embarrass me. On the contrary, I might have to play outside." Zhao Yelan replied.

"Well, it's really inconvenient for you to drink less alcohol anyway." Yan Mingting said with concern.

Zhao Yelan was taken aback, "I'm inconvenient?"

"That's right, aren't you prone to colds? Drinking alcohol can hurt your body." Yan Mingting still remembered what Xiao Gao told him before, Mr. Zhao couldn't drink alcohol, and some strange reactions would occur, presumably because his body didn't allow it.

Zhao Yelan raised his eyebrows secretly, but said nothing. Because this is indeed an excuse for him to lie to the outside world, but occasionally when he is alone, he will have a sip or two of fine wine. He is not a big drinker, he is easy to get drunk, and it would be bad if he made a joke in front of others, so in order to keep his sanity, he refused all the wine offered by others.

Yan Mingting sat on the side, quietly watching him deal with the matter, originally he had the intention to accompany him to solve the problem, but watching him, his mind was distracted.

The summer is scorching, and it is hotter than the capital here. Even if you put ice in the room, it is difficult to cool down the heat.

After Zhao Yelan took a bath, he wore a comfortable thin coat. Jiangnan's weaving technique was top notch. The material was slippery but not clinging, light and comfortable. When he raised his hand, it would slide down to his elbow, revealing his fair forearm. And the collar is even more vaguely concealing the scenery, making people fantasize about it.

Yan Mingting subconsciously rolled his Adam's apple, feeling hot for no reason, picked up the teacup in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

Zhao Yelan couldn't stop him, and said flatly, "You are drinking from my cup."

"..." Well, it's getting hotter.

Yan Mingting poured several more glasses one after another without any reason, and after drinking from this cup, he got up and walked behind the screen, where there was a wooden basin containing a piece of ice, he directly touched the ice with both hands, and after a while Feel relieved.

Zhao Yelan was busy with everything and was about to take a rest, but found that this person didn't seem to want to leave.

"Are you still leaving?" Zhao Yelan asked standing in front of the bed.

"It's not that I haven't slept in the same room before. We finally met, so naturally we want to sleep in the same room." Yan Mingting was about to go to bed confidently, but was stopped by Zhao Yelan.

"It's fine to stay overnight, but you should sleep on the floor." Zhao Yelan opened the cabinet, took out two thin quilts from inside, and put them in his arms, "Lay it yourself."

Yan Mingting was stunned—why can't they sleep together even after expressing their feelings? !

"Hot." Zhao Yelan said concisely.

"I'm not afraid of heat!"

"I'm afraid."

"..." Yan Mingting made the bed aggrieved, took off his coat, and lay down on it. Then he glanced at the person beside the bed, and saw that he had loosely covered his stomach with a thin quilt, his legs were exposed, and his pair of jade feet It was on the edge of the bed, almost falling off.