why drunk

Library

Feng Jiuge casually opened the book in front of the case, familiar fonts, unfamiliar content, and sighed to the sky. She thought that she would not have to stay in the library to read the book because she said she couldn't read the last time, but Yuebai transcribed it herself at some point. Show him this "Zuo Zhuan", and ask him to read it within three days and record his experience.Alas, he hated reading books the most. He lay weakly on the desk, covered the book on top of his head, and then immediately raised his head, opened the book and studied it carefully.

"Boom!" The door was kicked open, Feng Jiuge heard the sound, and saw Chu Mo walking slowly with a bundle of books. He sat down at the desk next to him, spread out the book in his hands, picked up the brush, and lowered his head to write on the clean white rice paper.

Feng Jiuge poked his head over and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

Chu Mo raised his head and glanced at him, and said, "Are you blind?"

Feng Jiuge shook his head, "No."

Chu Mo snorted coldly, ignored him, lowered his head and continued writing.

Feng Jiuge looked at it carefully for a while, suppressed a smile and returned to his seat, picked up his book and pretended to read it, then lowered his head on the table again, his shoulders shaking from time to time.

Chu Mo put down the brush, looked at Feng Jiuge, and said coolly, "Laugh if you want, I won't do anything to you."

"Hahaha" Feng Jiuge laughed unceremoniously, patting the table from time to time, it was so funny, he thought Chu Mo was copying something in a serious manner, but he turned out to be drawing erotic pictures.

Chu Mo was slightly embarrassed, and he had no choice but to secretly buy a book of erotic pictures from the town, but Lin Hengzhi found out, and asked suddenly, "How about you?" Lin Hengzhi replied , "Go to Zangshu Pavilion and draw a copy for me, remember, I want you to draw it yourself." Then, he drew it here.

"Okay, I've had enough laughing." Feng Jiuge raised his head, looked at Chu Mo, and the corners of his mouth were drawn into a line, indicating that he really wasn't smiling.Leaning over to look at Chu Mo's painting again, he pointed at the figure above and shook his head, "What are you painting?"

Chu Mo opened his hand and said impatiently, "Go, go, what do you know?"

Feng Jiuge snatched the brush from Chu Mo's hand, pushed him away, patted his chest, and said, "Now let me show you my painting skills."

After a while, the characters on the paper came to life, and there were almost no repeats in various poses. Chu Mo couldn't help giving a thumbs up, "You are amazing, tell me, have you seen it? Or have you practiced it with Yun Qingchen?" From behind, Chu Mo smiled obscenely at him.

"..." Feng Jiuge dropped his pen and returned to his seat.

"Hey, I'm just kidding, keep going." Chu Mo put the pen back into Feng Jiu Singer, and stood beside him expectantly.

So Feng Jiuge didn't read her own book, and spent the whole day with Chu Mo in the Library Pavilion, drawing erotic pictures, and sometimes there were differences of opinion and quarrels, but after that, they got together very harmoniously drawing.

"I don't think the drawing here is good." Chu Mo pointed to a place on the book and shook his head.

Feng Jiuge followed the direction he pointed, and frowned, "What do you say?"

"I think this posture is unlikely." Chu Mo said.

"Why is it impossible? Let's try." Feng Jiuge put down the brush, stood up, and looked at Chu Mo.

Chu Mo was stunned for a moment, and said with a smirk, "Are you sure we want to be here?"

Feng Jiuge slapped him hard on the back of the head, "What's on your mind? I'm just trying to practice."

"Oh, well, what do you think I should do?" Chu Mo also stood up and walked to Feng Jiuge.

Feng Jiuge thought for a while, picked up Chu Mo and put him on the soft couch beside him, and threw himself on it. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and two figures walked in. froze.

Feng Jiuge looked up, and saw Yun Qingchen and Lin Hengzhi standing at the door, with gloomy faces and cold eyes, Feng Jiuge turned to look at Chu Mo under him, Chu Mo also turned around Suddenly, he pushed Feng Jiuge away, walked up to Lin Hengzhi, and smiled flatteringly, "Lin Hengzhi, I've finished drawing, do you want to see it?"

Lin Hengzhi glanced at Chu Mo coldly, turned and left.

Chu Mo turned around and picked up the erotic picture drawn on the desk and put it on his chest, and immediately followed out. Before leaving, he did not forget to give Feng Jiuge a concerned look, brother, take care.

Feng Jiuge smiled, and took a step to go to Yun Qingchen's side. Just as he took a step, he took it back, just stood there, and smirked at Yun Qingchen, "Yuebai, just now I and Chu Mo, just verifying something."

Yun Qingchen ignored him, went straight to the desk, picked up a piece of paper, looked down at the content on the paper, two figures crossed their necks in the water, their posture was embarrassing, making people blush and heartbeat, the hand holding the paper tightened secretly, Staring at Feng Jiuge, "What have you been doing all day?"

When Yun Qingchen picked up the piece of paper, Feng Jiuge knew it was over, and when helping Chu Mo draw, he also drew a few more sheets, but in the end, he forgot to put it away, and Yun Qingchen saw it.

"I've been in Zangshu Pavilion all day, and I haven't gone anywhere." Feng Jiuge quickly explained.

Yun Qingchen crumpled the paper, threw it aside, and said coldly: "Tomorrow morning, I will discuss "Zuo Zhuan" with you, and tonight, you will read here." After speaking, she turned and left.

"Yuebai, isn't the Cangshu Pavilion not allowing people to stay at night?" Fang Feng Jiuge said hastily.

"You are not a child of the Lin family, so you don't need to abide by it." Yun Qingchen dropped this sentence, closed the door, and cast a spell on the door, so that no one could enter or exit except him.

Feng Jiuge tried to open the door, but couldn't open it anyway, and walked towards the only window in the pavilion. The window that was originally open was also closed, and she wanted to cry immediately, but who was to blame for this?Blame Chumo?Yes, blame him!Okay, what kind of erotic pictures are you drawing?

So, Feng Jiuge recorded his thoughts while reading a book, occasionally finding time to scold Chu Mo.

Yun Qingchen stood outside Zangshu Pavilion, looking at Feng Jiuge's figure illuminated by the candlelight in the room in a daze, until the cock crowed before leaving.

"Hey, I think that I, the dignified Prince Nanyao, have a prominent status and can be regarded as a figure who can call the wind and rain, but when I get to this poor place, let alone use the sword like those Baituanzi, I can't even get out of this room, even if my martial arts Extraordinary, but useless, I can only stay here copying books, writing, feeling aggrieved." Feng Jiuge put down the brush, rubbed his sore arms, looked at the ink that was not yet dry on the paper, and was filled with emotion.

"So, do you regret coming here?" The door opened from the outside, cold words came to the ear, and after a while, a familiar figure came into view.

Feng Jiuge was shocked, and quickly said: "No, absolutely not!"

Yun Qingchen glanced at him and asked, "Have you finished reading the book?"

Feng Jiuge hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Look, it's over."

With the light behind his back, Yun Qingchen stood with his hands behind his back, looking straight at Feng Jiuge, his thin lips slightly parted, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Feng Jiuge.

"Zhan Bi Qi Ao, Green Bamboo Yi. There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting, such as cutting, such as cutting, such as grinding. Seishi, Hexi, Hexi. There are gangsters, you can't be jealous..." Feng Jiuge shook his head. Carrying the article on his back, he glanced at Yun Qingchen from the corner of the eye from time to time, he hadn't finished the book at all, so he only wrote a few words about his thoughts, and now he planned to pick some good words to please Yuebai, so that he could fool himself.

Yun Qingchen: "..."

"Yuebai, how is it? I thought of you when I was reading a book last night, so I thought of this poem in the three hundred poems. I think it is clearly talking about you, Yuebai, what do you think?" Feng Jiuge looked flatteringly Cloud light dust.

The corners of Yun Qingchen's lips curved, and his eyes were soft, "Not bad."

"Let me tell you, Yuebai, I found that there are many ancient books in Zangshu Pavilion." Feng Jiuge pretended to be surprised and said.

Yun Qingchen glanced at him and said, "Do you know these words?"

"Uh, I can guess the color of the book." Feng Jiuge chuckled.

Yun Qingchen: "..."

Yun Qingchen walked to the desk, picked up the paper that was blocked by Feng Jiuge's sleeve, and there was a line of words written on it, "Feng's unique skills", under the words, it happened to be the erotic picture I saw yesterday, the posture was the same as yesterday The difference is almost the same, it's just human... Yun Qingchen's eyes turned cold suddenly, and the paper secretly disappeared in his hands, turning his head to look at Feng Jiuge, and said: "Is this what you think?"

"No, no, no, Yuebai, it's not this one. Here, I write down my thoughts in this book." Feng Jiuge took out the book from his sleeve while talking, and opened it in front of Yun Qingchen.Looking at Yun Qingchen's increasingly gloomy face, he swallowed hard. He was just bored, and then drew the picture like the two of them. Next, as a result, it just disappeared.

Yun Qingchen snorted coldly, and left without looking at Feng Jiuge again, shaking his sleeves.

"Hey, Yuebai, listen to my explanation." Feng Jiuge immediately chased him out, shouting loudly.

The originally quiet courtyard suddenly became lively, the disciples heard the sound, gathered together in twos and threes, watched Feng Jiuge chasing Yun Qingchen, and discussed in a low voice.

Feng Jiuge looked around, there were more and more people, Yun Qingchen's figure gradually blurred, he couldn't help but shouted out of breath: "Yun Qingchen, stop for me!"

Yun Qingchen paused, turned his head to look at Feng Jiuge in the distance, his eyes showed confusion, in fact, he didn't know why he was angry, maybe, he wasn't angry, but he just couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure out why Feng Jiuge can be so reckless, why can't he be as chic as Feng Jiuge?

"Yun Qingchen, I like you! I always think about you when I draw erotic pictures, thinking about how to abduct you, wondering if you are the same as me, I think about you all the time, Yun Qingchen , give me a reaction, if you don’t like me, I’ll go back to Nanyao right now, and I won’t bother you anymore.” Feng Jiuge didn’t care so much, and shouted loudly, and instilled internal strength, the voice echoed throughout the courtyard Everyone was dumbfounded, Feng Jiuge likes the young master?What about the young man?Thinking of this, everyone's eyes turned to Yun Qingchen in unison, curious about his answer.

Feng Jiuge's hands hidden in his sleeves were sweating, and he felt uneasy. He didn't know why. He had endured it for so long, but now he didn't want to. He wanted to know how Yun Qingchen felt about him. No, it's a big deal to go back to Nanyao directly.

Feng Jiuge tiptoed, flew towards Yun Qingchen, stopped three steps away from him, looked at Yun Qingchen cautiously, and said: "Yuebai, I like you, I have liked you since a long time ago you."

Yun Qingchen's body froze, then his eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he nodded, "Yeah."

Feng Jiuge was so excited that he stepped forward and hugged Yun Qingchen, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, old man, have you seen it in the sky? I have found a wife, you and my mother can rest assured. Hahaha."

Yun Qingchen clasped Feng Jiuge's head, kissed him heavily on the lips, and whispered in his ear: "Feng Jiuge, don't regret it."

Feng Jiuge held Yun Qingchen's face, leaned over and kissed him casually, and said while kissing: "No regrets, no regrets."

Yun Qingchen's hand holding Feng Jiuge gradually tightened, and the smile on his face deepened.

As soon as Lin Yanqing came out of Jingyu Hall, he saw his juniors crowded together, each blushing like a persimmon, and he was curious, so he approached and followed their line of sight, only to see Feng Jiuge hugging Yun Qingchen Kissing indiscriminately, the whole person was taken aback for a moment, then his face turned red, he immediately looked away, coughed lightly, "Master, Mr. Feng."

Hearing this, Feng Jiuge turned to look at Lin Yanqing, and greeted with a smile, "Junior Brother Yanqing, you..." Before he finished speaking, he was carried by Yun Qingchen and walked towards the distance.

"Hey, Yuebai, haven't I finished talking with Junior Brother Yanqing?" Feng Jiuge said.

Yun Qingchen looked down at him and said, "You know him very well?"

"I know you best." Feng Jiuge said with a smile.

Yun Qingchen smiled slightly upon hearing this.

In Jing Yu Hall, Lin Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard Lin Yanqing's words, and jokingly said, "You little bastard, you thought it was already done."

"Master?" Lin Yanqing was puzzled. Lin Yu was furious about the matter between Lin Hengzhi and Chu Mo before, wishing to slap Chu Mo to death.

"Okay, send someone to tell Hengzhi and Qingchen to come to me." Lin Yu said.

"Yes." Lin Yanqing replied.