Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

The wine jar hangs lightly in front of the eyes, and when the wine glass is exhausted, it leans over and pours out the fine wine.Yang Jian didn't intend to show off his ability, this kind of little magic has no meaning to show off at all.He just didn't bother to drink a glass of wine.

Zhan Zhao's eyes were a little surprised at first, but after a few glasses of wine, his eyes became hazy, and he actually felt that no matter what happened with Yang Jian, it was a matter of course.

The last afterglow disappeared into the sky, and the faint moonlight flowed.

The two of them are not good at talking, and they can understand each other's mind with a look and a chuckle when they drink together quietly under the moon.

The so-called confidant, isn't that what it is?

The ancients said that "the head is as new as before, and the cover is as old as before", is it also true?

The sky is clear, the clouds are as light as silk, and the moonlight is like water.

Zhan Zhao felt that the moonlight tonight was so gentle and clear, the moonlight radiated a halo around Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's resolute face was rubbed into a kind of noble tenderness by the moonlight.Being by Yang Jian's side felt strangely stable, as if the world would be turned upside down with him around, nothing would happen.

Is it because of the moon tonight, or is it because Yang Jian is such a person in the first place?

Zhan Zhao felt as if he was drunk.

Yang Jian also had a slight drunkenness. In fact, he did not drink too much, not as much as when he drank with the Meishan brothers in Guanjiangkou, but a faint drunkenness rose in his heart, which was hazy and unclear. But it made Yang Jian slightly drunk.

Maybe, not all because of the wine.

Even if Dongdijun has a good recipe for making wine, it is far inferior to the fine nectar and jade liquid of Jade Emperor Yaochi. How could he feel slightly drunk when he obviously didn't drink much?

Yang Jian turned his head slightly, was it because of Zhan Zhao?

Xiao Tiangou lay between the two of them, resting his head on Yang Jian's lap, being rubbed by Zhan Zhao over and over again, feeling a little dizzy with happiness.How long had it been since the master had let himself lean on him like this?There must be hundreds of years, right?I almost forgot the feeling of being held in the arms of the master.Best of all, there's no end to this night.Why did Chang'e turn the moon wheel so fast?I won't spit it out for you next time I eat it!

I don't remember how much wine I drank. Zhan Zhao felt that he was really drunk. Yang Jian in front of him seemed to be gradually blurred. Zhan Zhao opened his eyes wide and asked seriously: "Will the second brother come again after today? I can still Are you so drunk with your second brother?"

Yang Jian's voice also gradually drifted away, as if gradually moving away, but still clearly distinguishable: "As long as you think, I will naturally come to meet you, as long as you don't tire of me, you can do whatever you want."

Zhan Zhao seemed to be a little relieved, and the words in his mouth were a little low, with a feeling of whispering: "Second brother means what he says, so I can trust it, so, if I think about second brother every day, will second brother just talk about it every day? Are you all by my side?"

Yang Jian was a little amused, and wanted to change the subject, but when he turned around, he saw Zhan Zhao's slightly hazy eyes staring at him with a childish seriousness, his heart softened, and he didn't directly explain what to argue, and half hung He looked at the wine glass in his hand, smiled lightly and raised his hand to drink the fine wine in the glass.

Zhan Zhao seemed to understand: "I know it's a bit capricious of me to think this way, second brother, don't take offense, it's strange, since I first met second brother, I didn't feel unfamiliar at all, as if I've known him for a long time, in fact, I I don't know anything about the second brother, but I feel inexplicably at ease when I see you, I'm afraid the second brother will laugh..."

Yang Jian didn't answer.

Zhan Zhao started to chatter a little, and asked again: "Second brother, are you a god?"

Yang Jian finally laughed, and his smile was hazy, and he said lightly: "I thought you would never ask this sentence..."

What else did Yang Jian say, but Zhan Zhao couldn't hear him anymore, his whole body seemed to have fallen into a pile of cotton, and everything he touched was a soft mass, Zhan Zhao wanted to reach out and hold Yang Jian, but the stretched out hand But hanging down softly...

Yang Jian quietly watched Zhan Zhao fall asleep, his face was reddish with the smell of alcohol, there was still a slight smile on his lips, a fine layer of sweat was faintly on his smooth forehead, and the aroma of alcohol was diffused.

Zhan Zhao lay undefended by Yang Jian's side, one hand stretched forward slightly as if trying to hold Yang Jian's skirt, the sleeves were turned up to reveal a section of wheat-colored skin.

Yang Jian looked a little dazed, and unconsciously stretched out his hand to slowly smooth the stray strands of hair from his temples. His slender fingers brushed over Zhan Zhao's face. The warm touch made Yang Jian's heart beat lightly, with a strange feeling The rhythm is strange and warm.

Yang Jian was a little bit reluctant.

Aware of the slight movement of his mind, Yang Jian withdrew his palm in surprise and stood up abruptly.

Xiao Tiangou was startled by him, and stood up at a loss and looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian took a few deep breaths, and when he turned his head to look at Zhan Zhao, his face had returned to his normal expression. Facing Roaring Dog's questioning gaze, he said indifferently: "The old man has too much aftertaste after drinking. I'm afraid Zui won't be able to wake up tomorrow, so you should send him back first."

Xiaotiangou leaned over and looked closely at Zhan Zhao's face. Zhan Zhao's cheeks were reddish and his breathing was heavy, his hair was a little messy, and the aroma of wine was permeating his body.Xiaotiangou stuck out his tongue and licked Zhan Zhao's forehead, but Zhan Zhao snorted lightly and did not respond.Xiao Tiangou turned into a human form, carefully picked up Zhan Zhao, looked back at Yang Jian hesitantly, and said, "Master, where should I send him?"

Yang Jian knocked on Xiao Tiangou with a hint of alcohol, and said, "Send him back to the Zhan Family's compound in Yujie Village, and come find me when he's settled."

Xiaotiangou responded, but didn't understand what counted as "settlement is settled." He wanted to ask but couldn't ask, thinking to himself: "Anyway, I'll send him to the Zhan's compound and call two people to come out to pick him up, master." You can’t say I’m at fault.” Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and asked, “Master, if Zhan Zhao misses you, do you really go? If he misses you every day, will he accompany him every day?”

Yang Jian squinted and asked back: "Why, is it your turn to decide my affairs?"

Xiao Tiangou secretly stuck out his tongue, and didn't dare to ask any more questions, so whoever he is, anyway, Xiao Tian Quan will go wherever the master goes, and the master will support him when the sky falls, so what are you doing so leisurely?

Thinking about it, reciting the formula silently, it disappeared in the clouds.

Yang Jian stood at the same spot and watched the moon gradually slant westward, until the east had a faint white belly. Then he lightly waved his sleeves to hide his figure, but sighed softly: "It's so fast, the little golden crow's car is about to come out. ..."

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