Linlang covered the corner of his mouth with a silk squid, raised his head slightly and said, "It's all because Linlang didn't listen to Your Highness and choked on the wine. This wine is so strong, Your Highness should drink less."

Her eyes were slightly red and there was water light, which became more and more pitiful and adorable.

When a normal person hears her such concerns, he has long taken her into his arms and comforted her.

But Zhao Huaijin was still unmoved and just took away the wine glass in front of her.

"Stop drinking."

Three short words.

Linlang suddenly held Zhao Huaijin's hand on the wine glass.

The wine glass trembled and a lot of wine spilled out.

Zhao Huaijin's heart also trembled.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice.

A hint of redness gradually appeared on Linlang's face. She shook her head and said, "I don't know, Linlang just felt a little dizzy."

Then she suddenly took back the wine glass from Zhao Huaijin's hand, stared at it and murmured in disappointment: "This is the hawthorn cake that Linlang specially left for His Highness..."

"Look at it, it's red, so beautiful."

Zhao Huaijin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that she was drunk and mistakenly treated the wine glass as a hawthorn cake.

Unlike the charming person she usually is, she is actually a little... cute at this moment?

Zhao Huaijin covered up the corner of his mouth and wanted to take the wine glass back: "This is not a hawthorn cake."

Linlang avoided his hand that was stretching over and pouted, "It's hawthorn cake."

"Since Your Highness doesn't like to eat, then the last piece will be Linlang."

As he said that, he put the wine glass into his mouth.

Zhao Huaijin hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "This cannot be eaten."

He was anxious for a moment and his hands became stronger. Linlang refused to let go and was accidentally brought into his arms.

The glass cup fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Zhao Huaijin felt that his heartbeat was even crisper than the sound of the wine glass falling to the ground.

Linlang hugged his waist tightly and said with satisfaction: "Your Highness is so cold and comfortable."

As he said that, he rubbed his face with his face.

The soft touch passed through his skin one after another, and Zhao Huaijin felt that his tense string was about to break.

He took a deep breath and pushed the soft fragrance away from his arms: "You are drunk."

Linlang ignored him and just stared at him with the watery peach blossom eyes: "Why don't your highness let Linlang eat hawthorn cake?"

Zhao Huaijin sighed helplessly, so he had to pick up the hawthorn cake from the plate and put it in front of Linlang and swayed it: "Do you want to eat it?"

Linlang nodded vigorously.

"Then you go back to your room to rest now, I'll give it to you."

"good."

Linlang stood up and walked staggeringly outside the pavilion, and was about to step into the lake.

Zhao Huaijin's heart sank suddenly and hurried forward to take her into her arms.

Linlang raised his head in confusion: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"

"You're drunk, I'll take you back."

"Okay, okay." Linlang smiled happily, his voice as crisp as a bell, but the next second, she suddenly became depressed again.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Huaijin asked.

Linlang cried and said, "My feet are numb and I can't walk anymore. Linlang can't go back and can't eat hawthorn cake."

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Huaijin picked up Linlang.

A strange fragrance wrapped him tightly, and Zhao Huaijin was a little lost in an instant.

She seemed to be lighter than she had imagined and sweeter than she had imagined.

"Don't move." Zhao Huaijin said in a hoarse voice.

Linlang took the opportunity to hug his neck and curled the corners of his scarlet lips in a place he couldn't see.

Little beauty.

Take the bait.
Chapter completed!