Zhenlong Gluttonous Feast

He folded his arms, as if ready for my tirade.

"Oh? Is that so, let's talk about it."

Seeing this, I almost jumped up, "You don't believe me?!"

"I just want to know what you're planning."

Feeling dejected, "Tang'er, don't you know what I am like?"

"..."

He was silent, he was actually silent.

Seeing him seeming to be seriously thinking about how to respond, I also became embarrassed.

With a fake cough, he hurriedly found another topic, and said in a natural manner, "Speaking of which, there are really many idiots and resentful women in this world."

"That's right, it's not too much without the two of us, and it won't be too much if you have the two of us..."

He seemed to mutter something like this, and I was instantly annoyed.Obviously, he has been deliberately avoiding it all the time, why is the topic still brought up by him in a leisurely manner.

Pretending not to hear it, he continued, "I don't know what that guy's background is, but it doesn't mean I can't see what he's thinking. For a down-and-out luthier who can do this, I have to respect him gone."

"The luthier? You mean..."

"Weak water three thousand, just take one ladle." He muttered, and suddenly raised his head to look into his eyes, only to feel that the pupils were slightly bright. "Tian'er, that's what you said at the time."

"You... heard it."

"Oh, I didn't want this seat to hear it."

"No." He mumbled, but his eyes were deliberately cast aside.

"If you think about it, you can know it. Sitting here alone all day listening to the piano, is there any other answer besides this?"

"Why don't you think it's someone outside the staff?"

I couldn't help clicking my tongue when I heard this, "Aren't you talking about that old man who abandoned his wife?"

Not completely agreeing with what I said, he frowned, "Speaking of which, you have always held prejudices against this kind of people in the past."

With a cold snort, he said that he did not deny it, and he sighed lightly, but he had nothing to say.

In fact, he should have noticed that if that guy's favorite person is really Zhu Yuanwai, why would he spend money to get drunk here day and night when the spring breeze is in full swing?Therefore, there must be something that cannot be explained to outsiders.

I nudged him and he looked back at me inexplicably.

I blinked, "If you're not sure, why don't you give it a try?"

His reaction was to raise his eyebrows in a pampering manner.

Then Qin Xinyue pulled me back to the place before, and held my head down to apologize to that guy.He said it was a play on the spot, but I think he really enjoyed it, of course someone is unwilling to admit this to life or death.

"Brother Liu, my wife is rude, Wang Haihan."

At this time, he had put on the veil again, but he still put his hands under the contour of his nose defensively, and there was no lack of shock in his rounded eyes. "Ne... wife?!"

Without changing his face, he replied, "Exactly."

"Brother Qin, that's a man..."

Qin Xinyue glanced at me casually, "It looks so right."

Hello!What words!

"Men, can men do it too!"

In fact, from his standpoint, it is really strange to say that men are not feasible. After all, he is using my name to show others, not to mention that he is doing things that are inconsistent with it.

A certain man said calmly, "Could it be that brother Liu thinks something is wrong."

"No! There is no such thing." Even so, he hugged his head in shock, as if it was very difficult to accept.

From the beginning to now, the sound of the zither has not stopped, and I can't help thinking that Xiao Yun'er's precious fingers are about to feel pain.So, taking advantage of the time that guy kept looking at me secretly, I slid my body into Qin Xinyue's arms, and raised my head and pursed my lips.

"What's the matter?" Qin Xinyue raised her finger inadvertently, and stroked my forehead hair for me.

All of this seemed too exciting to that person, he was already a bit drunk, but at this moment he buried his head in the jug on the case and drank it vigorously.

I said softly, "Master, today is a good day for the two of you to worship, but the sound of the piano is too rigid, how about some other songs and dances to add to the fun, what do you think?"

Qin Xinyue pretended to think for a moment, "Well, it makes sense." Then he looked at the man, "Brother Liu, what do you think, hey, Brother Liu?!"

"...I won't allow it."

We both stared at him silently, and he still didn't notice.

"I won't allow it!" He stood up abruptly, and the wine jug at his feet was just kicked down, and the wine spilled out gurgling.

This movement was so loud that it also alarmed the old bustard who was waiting outside the tent to watch the changes without going far.

She obviously knew all the movements inside, so she hurriedly opened the curtain and came in, "Hey, my lords, what's going on here, if you have something to say, talk about it, kindness makes money."

"This..." Qin Xinyue made a look of embarrassment, "My wife never liked the music of the piano, but Brother Liu insisted..."

"So that's how it is." Hearing that the old bustard rolled his eyes, he already had a balance in his mind, "It's better to go to the back room with my wife and slaves to gossip."

After biting the word "madam" that was only uttered during the day, she really regarded me as a woman!

I was annoyed in my heart, but my natural behavior was not half convincing.

"I don't want it, Xianggong, Yan'er wants to be with you."

Qin Xinyue's face contorted for a moment, and that expression was extremely painful.

"This..." He looked distressedly at the person beside him who was still insisting, and he didn't have to give in at all.

At the same time, the piano sound stopped.

Surprised, I looked up at the high rail above my head, only to see a person in a quiet white dress, holding a piano in both hands and bowing slightly in my direction.

Then, turn around.

The whole process was neat and tidy without any hesitation.

That bow was probably still an apology to me. He must have heard the movement downstairs, and he obviously didn't know what would be waiting for him if he didn't reach the specified amount, but he still made such a choice.

In this situation, even I was a little surprised, so that I couldn't react in time.

"Wait!" A figure flashed past him, moving so fast that the veil fell without even noticing it.After getting up, the colorful clothes fluttered, like a colorful butterfly fighting a fire.

After a little light work, he landed firmly in front of the person holding the piano, and stretched his arms to block his way.

"I told you to wait, didn't you hear?!"

Guo Yun ignored him and moved to choose another way.

He still didn't give up and stood in front of him again.

After a few back and forth between you and me, Guo Yun finally broke out.

"Stop being selfish!" he said.

The tone was indescribably harsh, and I saw the person being reprimanded tremble suddenly.

The old bustard turned blue with fright, but the distance was so far away that he could only persuade with his head, "Mr. Guo, you, what are you talking about! How can you talk to the leader like this, please apologize!"

Guo Yun seemed to have never heard of it, nor did she say a single word.

It was the guy pretending to be me, with a rather pitiful look on his handsome face.He moved his lips, hesitant to speak several times.Finally, he shook his body and muttered, "Guo..."

Guo Yun immediately interrupted him, "Master Liu, do you know your identity?"

As if being hit with a stick instantly, the guy was shocked and his face was very pale.

Guo Yun leaned back again, then hugged Qin and brushed past his shoulder until she completely disappeared from sight.

The person who was left behind was just standing, but suddenly his body was tilted, and his whole body fell backwards.

At that moment, Qin Xinyue followed Zong out to catch his body that had slid down the railing.

All the developments of the matter have greatly exceeded our expectations.

After scribbling a few words to appease the old bustard, I pushed her out, and I closed the door of a certain attic in the Xunhuan Building sullenly.

Behind him, Qin Xinyue helped that troublesome man onto the lacquered wooden couch in the deepest part of the house, with his eyes closed tightly, as if he had really suffered a great shock.

I thought he might have fallen asleep, tears just flowed out.

"Brother Liu?"

Qin Xinyue called out in a low voice, but the man didn't answer.

Maybe because of his status at this time, it is not convenient for him to say anything, or maybe because his mind is so gray that he doesn't want to say anything.

He was like a dead body that had discarded its soul, lying motionless.

Only the occasional wetness at the corners of his eyes showed us both his sobriety and existence.