Yan Yongan sipped the wine lightly and joked, "Jingran recovered from the serious illness this time, thanks to Miss Xia."

"Young Master Yan has been too rewarded, and I just do my best." Yu Zixia chuckled. After having sex with Shuangmuzi, Song Jingran was more considerate and caring for herself, which was the effect she wanted to achieve.

Song Jingran gently stroked Yu Zixia's jade hand and said gently, "Thank you for your hard work these days."

"I am glad that I can do what my son has done. If I have to say it is hard work, Miss Frost and Miss Soul are no exception." Yu Zixia glanced at Song Jingran with a little shyness, and then looked at Dark Soul and Shuang Muzi beside him. No matter what, they will take care of it, so it is time to give me a favor.

"Since that's the case, Song is here to pay a cup of tribute to the two girls." Song Jingran looked cold, glanced at Frost Muzi, picked up the wine glass, raised his head to drink. Thinking of the scene during the day, his heart was filled with atmosphere and melancholy, maybe because of Lin Qinglian.

"Young Master Song is polite." Dark Soul picked up the wine glass and said pretending to be polite; Shuang Muzi didn't care, so he picked up the wine glass and sipped it lightly.

"Jingran, you are in good health, so you should not drink too much." Gao Jin reminded him.

"It's okay." Song Jingran picked up the wine glass with a meaningless look on his face and signaled to Gao Jin. Before he knew it, the few people talked happily until the night, and the three men seemed to be a little drunk.

Song Jingran looked a little confused, holding the wine pot that had already been seen in his hand, shouting, "Give the wine again..."

"Jingran, it's too late today, so why not let it go. Another day, I'll ask everyone to get drunk before they stop." Gao Jin was the most sober and proposed to disband first. Although he didn't understand why Song Jingran was worried, he wanted to prevent unnecessary things from happening.

"Yes, yes, I can't do it anymore, I want to go home." Yan Yongan stumbled and stood up to mean leaving.

Gao Jin also stood up and supported Yan Yongan, Shuang Muzi and others who were unstable, and also stood up.

"Don't leave...Zixia, don't leave..." Song Jingran also staggered and pulled Shuang Muzi's arm.

Shuang Muzi was shocked, but when she heard the words behind her, she pulled her hand out in disappointment and embarrassedness.

"Young Master Song, I'm here." Yu Zixia held Song Jingran and covered up the displeasure on her face.

"Don't leave..." Song Jingran stroked Yu Zixia's cheek and looked at Yu Zixia in a daze.

Yu Zixia lowered her eyes shyly and ignored her, and was secretly happy about Song Jingran's frivolous words.

"Jingran has drunk too much, so I'm sorry, Miss Xia takes care of her for one night." Seeing this, Gao Jin could only find a way for them, and he didn't want to take care of Shuangmuzi's feelings at all times.

"Your Majesty, you're polite." Yu Zixia nodded and gestured, and helped Song Jingran leave.

Yan Yongan was supported by two servants and got onto the carriage of Yan's mansion.

"I'll take you back." Gao Jin said to Shuang Muzi. Although he had drunk a lot, he was still quite sober.

"No need, I want to take a walk by myself." Although Shuang Muzi had a smile, she could not hide her loss. In the middle of the night, Gao Jin was somewhat worried about the promising woman.

"Don't worry, my husband can accompany Miss Shuang, but I'm sorry, I'll send Mr. Yan back to the house." Seeing Gao Jin hesitating, Dark Hun thought he was worried, but because he was here, Gao Jin should also believe in the dark room.

"Then you are careful." Gao Jin was relieved of the strength of Dark Soul, but he was still worried about Shuang Muzi's unhappy mood.

Dark Soul nodded and answered; Gao Jin left with Yan Yongan's carriage; on the empty street, there were only two people, Shuang Muzi and Dark Soul, whose weak figures gradually elongated and tilted under the reflection of the light.

After walking for a while, Dark Soul first shouted, "Muzi..."

"Yeah..." Shuang Muzi responded softly.

"You..." Dark Hun knew that Shuang Muzi felt uncomfortable, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Look, the moon is coming out!" Shuang Muzi didn't care about the words of Dark Soul at all, but looked up at the air and rejected the tears in his eyes.

"Yes, the moon is coming out." Dark Soul murmured and repeated; in a blink of an eye, the extremely beautiful outline of Shuangmuzi was so desolate.

With the help of his servant, Yu Zixia helped Song Jingran to the 'Jinglian Garden' and said, "You all go down, Mr. Song will take care of me."

"Miss Xia is here." The servant nodded respectfully and stepped down.

Yu Zixia looked up at the three words "Jinglian Garden", and a strong strangeness appeared in her heart; she struggled to help Song Jingran into the bedroom; although Song Jingran was conscious, she was already unstable and fell on the bed; she vaguely shouted "Qinglian..."

When Yu Zixia heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes. She stepped forward and untied the brocade bag on Song Jingran's waist, gently opened it, and placed it next to the pillow; she also wiped Song Jingran with a brocade handkerchief.

Song Jingran grabbed Yu Zixia's hand and yelled softly, "Don't leave... Qinglian..."

"Young Master Song, I am Zixia." Yu Zixia reminded softly, but did not refuse.

"Zixia...Zixia, don't leave..." Song Jingran puts force on his hand, and Yu Zixia fell into Song Jingran's arms.

Song Jingran looked up, looked at Yu Zixia in her arms in a daze, slowly lowered her head, and approached her cherry-like lips.

"Young Master..." In order to avoid Song Jingran's doubts, Yu Zixia pretended to be shy and reminded him.

Song Jingran was drunk, but when he heard such a delicate voice, he was unable to control himself. He gently held his lips and turned from the gentleness at the beginning to the domineering possession; Yu Zixia quickly adapted, hugged Song Jingran with his jade arm and responded eagerly; while Song Jingran's big palm had already wandered restlessly; he walked to the plump part of his chest and began to rub and pinch hard.

"Well..." Maybe it was because Song Jingran was exerting too hard, or maybe it was because of the instinctive reaction of his body, Yu Zixia not only exclaimed.

"Qinglian..." Song Jingran's breath was heavy and she murmured.

"Young master, my family is not Qinglian." Yu Zixia was slightly stunned, and her inner unwillingness made her remind Song Jingran again.

When Song Jingran heard this, his body suddenly became stiff; his eyes were clear, and he looked at the shy man in his arms, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he turned over and lay on the inside, his closed eyes seemed to be brewing, and seemed to be escaping.

Seeing this, Yu Zixia hurriedly got up to tidy up her messy clothes and said embarrassedly, "Young Master Song has drunk too much, so it's better to take a break earlier."

Song Jingran still closed her eyes and ignored her; Yu Zixia also tucked away with tactfulness, and tied the tip bag when she left.
Chapter completed!