Quick wear: Boss, he always likes her

Tingqiao specially put on makeup. She hadn't put on makeup for a long time. She struggled for a long time before she was finally satisfied.

But when I was drawing eyebrows, I still vaguely recalled sitting on the couch when I was a child, watching my mother draw her eyebrows in the mirror. My father walked in, smiled and joked, took the charcoal pen from my mother's hand, and traced her eyebrows.

It's been a long time.

Tingqiao put on newly made clothes. The skirt was very long, with a pattern of dotted red plums. The sleeves were also wide with jade-colored butterflies embroidered on them. Her slender waist was tied with a smoky red belt.

It's rare to wear something like this. It can only be said that she would never wear it when going out to fight or kill people. It might become a hindrance.

Oh, and her good apprentice, I have to say, their faces in Buguishan are really good.

Although there are only two people.

Tingqiao openly admired Lu Xingjun's face and the clothes he was wearing. She dared to say that there was no one in the world who was more handsome than her apprentice!

Lu Xingjun was so stared at by her that he couldn't help but lower his eyes and shouted softly: "Master."

Tingqiao chuckled, "Sit down."

"Ah."

The surrounding lanterns were already lit, and a luminous pearl was placed in the center of the table. The place was extremely bright for a while.

If it had been in the past, her father would definitely talk about this year's situation at this year's banquet, then pray for what he would do in the coming year, and then talk to each of them.

At that time, Tingqiao was talking about going out to explore the world in the coming year, but it was a pity that no one in the family got together to talk about it.

She picked up the wine glass and glanced at Lu Xingjun, who was sitting next to her. He was also looking at her, his eyes bright and warm, like a calm lake.

Their eyes met, Tingqiao smiled slightly, "Let me tell you about this year..."

"Also, regarding the coming year, I hope I can get news about that person as soon as possible, and less people come to Buguishan to disturb you. And then there is you, Xingjun. I hope you will be as good as this year next year. Of course, it's best. It’s like this every year.”

This good includes living well, eating well, drinking well, becoming stronger...

Lu Xingjun was stunned for a moment, and he understood the meaning of her words.

She was bathed in the moonlight, and her snow-white skin was reflected by the moonlight with layers of porcelain radiance, making her look quite divine.

But when he saw it, he felt a little uncomfortable.

He has a long time left to live, but she only has a few years left.

What she was doing these days seemed to be persuading him to look away and learn to look at life and death calmly... How could he do that?

Lu Xingjun's hands moved unconsciously under his sleeves, and his thin lips pursed slightly.

Tingqiao pretended not to notice, and took a sip of wine alone, "Okay, it's your turn."

Lu Xingjun stared at her stubbornly and whispered: "Master..."

Tingqiao didn't seem to notice, "Speak quickly. Only after you finish speaking can you use the chopsticks."

Finally, he said in a hoarse voice: "I found a lot of clues this year... I spent many festivals with Master, and I remember them every day..."

"In the coming year, I will find more clues to help you find information about that person. In the end, I hope that both of us can live well, every year."

His eyes moved across her face inch by inch, "I will find the most powerful miracle doctor in the world to save Master."

Tingqiao: "..."

She almost wanted to say "idiot".

If it were that simple, this secret book wouldn't be called "The Secret of Dominance". It's precisely because its effect is so unnatural that the consequences are so overbearing. Even if she destroys her inner strength, it won't make any sense.

After Lu Xingjun finished speaking, he drank the bowl of wine very quickly, then turned the empty bowl over to show her, "I've finished it."

Listening to the bridge, I wanted to sigh, but how could I sigh during the New Year, so I had to endure it.

"Let's eat food."

"it is good."

Seeing this scene, Jianghe felt a little complicated.

These two people have "depended on each other" for many years, and these are not mentioned in the plot.

It began to be unable to bear the ending of her "unaccounted for", and would this Lu Xingjun really follow the wind like in the original plot?

Lu Xingjun poured two more bowls of wine.

The bright moon was in the sky, and the two of them drank together.

Lu Xingjun didn't drink much before this, and his face turned red after a while. Tingqiao looked at it in amusement, teasing him, and handed his bowl of wine to him.

His reserved eyes were already red from alcohol, and they seemed to have a little more imperceptible aggression at the moment.

He suddenly lowered his head, took her hand, and drank the wine from her bowl.

Tingqiao was suddenly startled.

Ah, this is so good.

Her breathing was messed up and she didn't know how to move.

He straightened up again and stared at her with bright eyes, as if he wanted her to praise him for drinking all the wine.

She couldn't help but touched his face with her other hand, but he was so obedient that he closed his eyes and rubbed it against her hand.

Terrible.

The atmosphere is getting weirder.

Her damn heart was beating fast, and strange emotions were welling up in her heart.

This guy better stop drinking so much in the future!

He opened his eyes, which were still bright, "I, I will perform a sword dance for Master."

After that, he didn't wait for her to respond, he picked up the Bright Moon Sword he had put aside and started gesticulating casually.

The sword moves have been engraved on his instinct. With just one movement, he can perform all the moves without thinking, and they are all very powerful, not like being drunk at all.

Then he stopped and looked at her with bright eyes - please praise me!

Listening to the bridge, he covered his face and laughed. His laughter was as clear and crisp as a wind chime.

Lu Xingjun tilted his head. He didn't know why his master was smiling, but he was very happy.

Then he danced another set of swordsmanship, this time it was not his own, but the swordsmanship of another sect...

If Tingqiao didn't stop him, he might have to spend the whole night dancing with his sword under the moonlight until he sobered up.

"That's it for tonight, go back to sleep."

Lu Xingjun's mind was now only focused on listening to her words. He put away his sword obediently and prepared to walk towards the bamboo house.

As a result, after only taking a few steps, he fell to the ground, spinning and falling flat on his face!

Tingqiao was dumbfounded and felt that he should tell him not to drink with strangers in strange places from now on.

She stood up, helped him up, turned to look at the dishes on the table, and would put them away tomorrow.

He pointed his finger at the lantern, and at the same time, the candle inside was extinguished.

Tingqiao helped him walk to the bamboo house, and he behaved very well on the way, and did not stumble forward stupidly.

When she arrived at the door of his room, she encountered a problem. This man grumbled and refused to go to bed. He turned around and helped her into bed, muttering "Master, sleep well"

Of course Master wants to sleep well, but not in your bed!

Tingqiao once again made up his mind to tell him not to drink so much in the future.

But for now, we still have to "help" him to bed.

Probably because she was also drunk, she was too brainless to think of knocking him down directly, so she just pushed him here...

Repeat several times.

She suddenly felt that the corner of her lips was touched by something soft.

Ah, was she kissed by a drunk?

...This drunkard is still her apprentice.

His mind went blank, and he violently pushed him onto the bed, "I'll beat you again!"

Then he quickly left the room. When the door was closed, the wind chimes outside rang with a very light sound.

Lu Xingjun had already woken up when he accidentally touched the corner of her lips.

He looked at the eaves, his mind very confused.

Should he admit to his master that he kissed her on purpose when he was drunk just now?

The drunken man with only instincts left...