Perverted Woman Strategy: Your Highness, I'm Betting on You 2
41 Moonshot Love: Spitting Love After Drinking

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Taking care of two drunkards was probably more difficult for Lan Wuxin than dealing with hundreds of soldiers. Lan Wuxin's horizons were really broadened by the two people's wine quality. The current situation was exactly what it was now. Jiang Sheyue directly burrowed into Lan Wuxin's arms. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push her away. He even leaned on Lan Wuxin and shouted. Hearing the word 'Wuxin' made Lan Wuxin feel heartbroken. He almost thought that she was his Moyue.

She thought of what " Mo Yue " had said when she met him today. She said that the current wangfei seemed to always like to ask her about her childhood habits, so she was always worried that he was cheated.

He forcefully pushed Jiang Sheyue to one side of the carriage. On the other side, Xiao Ran stopped him and started to vomit. Waves of sour smell made Lan Wuxin, who was in the car, feel a little suffocated. On the other side, Jiang Sheyue suddenly vomited on Lan Wuxin's body after Lan Wuxin pushed him away and stuck close to him.

When the carriage arrived at the Prince's mansion, Lan Wuxin's entire person was like a person who had been pulled out of a manure pit. Even if a fairy descended to the mortal world, she wouldn't be any prettier if she was tainted by such a smelly thing. A group of servants immediately fetched the bathwater for the three of them. They helped them bathe and change their clothes.

It was only after midnight that the three of them were finally settled down. Lan Wuxin was just about to fall asleep. He was exhausted physically and mentally, but he did not expect the door to be suddenly kicked open.

"Who is it?" Lan Wuxin asked sharply as he picked up his sword and waited.

"Wuxin, Wuxin, where are you?”Jiang Sheyue cried like a child as she stumbled towards Lan Wuxin's bed.

"Wangfei, why did you come to my room in the middle of the night?”Lan Wuxin asked coldly. Although the words 'Wuxin' moved his heart, he was a little afraid that he had fallen into a trap.

Her clothes were a little disheveled. Jiang Sheyue threw herself into Lan Wuxin's arms and cried,""Wuxin, I like you. I've liked you since I was young. I remember that you used to hug me to sleep, and I even kissed you. We agreed to be happy for the rest of our lives. " Wuxin…" Jiang Sheyue cried until tears streamed down her face. At this moment, she felt extremely wronged.

"I'm your concubine, but why can't you forget your hatred? " I like you. No matter what you want to do, I will support you. Don't want me, I love you, Wuxin…" Jiang Sheyue pulled Lan Wuxin's sleeve and wiped his tears. He was still drunk.

Lan Wuxin wasn't indifferent, but they were enemies. He didn't want to be affected by her. He softened when he thought of Moyue, but he couldn't give her any feelings. They were enemies, not husband and wife, nor were they loving people.

" Wuxin, hug…" Jiang Sheyue was like a child, raising both of his hands high up in the air and smiling innocently. At this moment, there were tears in her eyes, but she still insisted on reaching out and asking Lan Wuxin to hold her, just like when she was young.

Looking at the woman in front of him, Lan Wuxin felt a little sad. He could not help but hug Jiang Sheyue slowly.

Like a little rabbit, he rubbed against Lan Wuxin's slightly cool hair and smiled in satisfaction as Jiang Sheyue fell asleep.

Lan Wuxin did not sleep the entire night. The past, present, and future all made him feel lost.

The person in his arms rubbed her head against him, just like when they were young. He could not help but kiss her red lips gently.

Did Mo Yue know that he had kissed her lips when she was still a baby? Lan Wuxin's lips slowly blossomed into a happy smile. Under the moonlight, she was like a white lotus in a deep pool, slowly tainting the beauty of the summer!!

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