Fly the wrong branch and become a phoenix

When Young Master Qiao came into sight, a look of amazement flashed in the young man's cold eyes, a gentle arc was drawn on the corner of his lips, and he said with a light smile, "That's very good, please sit down."

The mellow voice gave people the feeling of a breeze, blowing away the sense of oppression.

"Okay, this wine is really fragrant." Qiao Gongzi's big clear eyes were bent into two crescent moons, and two small pear dimples appeared on his cheeks. Intoxicated.

After his master spoke, the middle-aged man immediately bought a pair of silver chopsticks inlaid with jade and a small wine glass for Young Master Qiao.

"The name of the wine" enters the dream, "Brother, try it and see how it tastes." The young man smiled lightly, and held the pot to add some good wine to the pretty young master. The aroma of the wine immediately overflowed, as if even the wind was drunk.

"Dream... It's a dream again. My name is Meng Yu. The night before giving birth to me, my mother dreamed of a pair of huge wings, so she gave me such an ugly name..." Picking up the wine glass, the handsome young man Gu Mengyu His dark eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the wine in the glass, and subconsciously muttered the origin of his name.

Taking a sip into his throat, Gu Mengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, concentrating on the contents of the cup, ignoring the deep and probing gaze of the young man with a gentle smile on the opposite side.

"Mengyu, how can such an elegant name be unpleasant." The young man filled Gu Mengyu's wine glass again like flowing clouds and flowing water, and his elegant smile never faded away. If you don't mind, you can call him Big Brother Qin."

Qin Yulin's voice was gentle and his smile was indifferent, but the look of inquiry hidden deep in his eyes became more and more intense.

Gu Mengyu's cheeks were lightly pink, her lips were moist and as gorgeous as peaches and plums, and her big clear eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and her eyes were moving and blurred.Just one glass of wine and there is a tendency to get drunk.

"It's really good wine." Gu Mengyu, who has a poor capacity for alcohol, smiled stupidly, and the wine in his glass drank again, "Brother Qin, why don't you go to the Lotus Festival, that Miss Tang is so beautiful..."

The drinking capacity is extremely poor, and someone with even worse wine taste has not forgotten the beauty.

"I'm planning to stay for a while, how about Meng Yu and Brother Wei?" Qin Yulin smiled gently, his eyes fluctuated, and trouble seemed to flash.

"Not good, not good." Gu Mengyu shook his head, his head became even more dizzy, and he said with hazy eyes, "I look at beautiful women, others look at me, it's annoying!"

Speaking of this, he rubbed his cheeks vigorously with both hands, and said annoyedly: "The young master is so handsome, why do beauties hide from me when they see me, but the men chase after me like flies? The young master is a man, with eyes on the back of his head. ?”

"Snapped"

Gu Mengyu slapped the stone table with his palm, the table was fine, but his white palm was flushed red, he grinned, and continued to yell angrily: "I want to marry a beautiful woman as my wife, and marry many, many beautiful women!"

Looking at Qin Yulin seriously, Gu Mengyu's face was wrinkled into a ball, and he said distressedly: "She is a beauty, but why is she a man? If only she was a woman, the young master will marry you as the young mistress."

Seeing that Gu Mengyu started talking nonsense, dancing, slapping the table and hitting the bench, Xiao Wen quickly hugged the arms of his young master: "Master, you are drunk, it's time to go home."

"Why are you drunk? Master, I'm not drunk!" Gu Mengyu broke away from Xiaowen's hand, stood up shaking her body, leaned forward suddenly, stared at Qin Yulin with blurred eyes, smiled, and said, "This...beauty Brother, do you think I’m not drunk? Hey, why did I grow two heads?”

The corners of Qin Yulin's lips twitched, the corners of his eyes twitched, his usual indifference was almost broken by "two heads".

Looking at the little head that was about to touch his nose, the palm-sized face, blurred eyes, pink cheeks, and moist lips, he suddenly felt dry and wanted to kiss that little mouth.

Qin Yulin, who was startled by his own thoughts, narrowed his eyes, a sharp light flashed in his eyes, lowered his eyes, with a smile on his lips, and said meaningfully: "Of course Meng Yu is not drunk."

"You look like a human being, why are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?" Xiaowen was angry and yelled at Qin Yulin.

Qin Yulin's complexion was as usual, with a gentle smile, but the middle-aged man behind him raised his head abruptly, staring at Xiaowen with sharp eagle-like eyes, like a beast about to devour people.

The 16-year-old Xiaowen had never seen this posture before, and he quickly shrank behind the young master after being stared at fiercely, his legs trembling.

"You!" Gu Mengyu seemed to be affected by the middle-aged man's aura. He pointed at the middle-aged man who was standing quietly, with drunken eyes, and said dissatisfiedly, "Don't shake, stand up obediently, it makes me dizzy, young master."

The middle-aged man's forehead twitched, glaring at the unreasonable master.

Gu Mengyu seemed to have discovered something interesting, Lang Lang staggered towards the middle-aged man, with a smile on his face: "What kind of kung fu are you doing? You even... have developed afterimages, so fast..."

The middle-aged man only remembered now, this is a little drunk, why are you angry with him, did you see his figure as countless overlapping shadows if you didn't see him?

Seeing that the young master was aiming at the terrifying middle-aged man, Xiaowen no longer cared about being afraid, and dragged Gu Mengyu to the outside of the small pavilion: "Go back, young master."

Seeing that the two left the small pavilion, the middle-aged man lowered his head and called softly, "Master?"

Qin Yulin's gaze stayed on Gu Mengyu, who was holding on to a tree, while Xiaowen was dragging him, and that stunning little drunk squatted on the ground, looking like a civilian girl who was robbed by someone.

With deep eyes and soft light, Qin Yulin said indifferently: "Don't worry, they probably broke in here by accident."

"Is the master still going to the lotus festival? At this moment, I'm afraid it will be over."

Qin Yulin felt irritated again, frowned slightly, and said unhappily: "Anyway, people are in this small town, and we will see each other anyway, so don't rush today. Stay here for a few days, and inquire about her by the way." For people."

"Yes."

Qin Yulin remained silent, and the figure in his sight gradually faded away until he turned a corner and disappeared completely.For some reason, there was a faint, unspeakable sense of loss in my heart.