Fuck you

Qixia is a very gentle woman, Ming Yuegui has never been able to imagine how such a woman could have such a bad temper like Shaoshang Mishu.

Seeing that Mingyuegui finally turned her eyes on herself, Qixia knocked the wine glass in her hand on the jade table and raised it at him.

Mingyuegui had no choice but to raise his wine glass and take a sip.

Tianjun on the side didn't pay attention to their small movements, and was staring at Chang'e with interest.Tianhou also watched the dance in the arena with an indifferent face, and occasionally glanced at Qianmo, her eyes were so pure and ascetic, as if she could shave off her hair and become a nun on the spot by handing over a razor.

"Drink less, you'll get drunk if you drink too much." Xinghe pressed Mingyuegui's hand that was about to be raised.

The wine that had just been filled spilled some on the back of Xinghe's hand, Mingyue Gui thought about it, and pulled up her sleeve to help him wipe it off.

"Is this how you wear your clothes?" Xinghe frowned and whispered.

Mingyue Gui ignored him, glanced to the side, and suddenly leaned towards Xinghe with the jade stool, pressed her head to his ear and whispered: "Hey, look to the left."

"Look at what?" Xinghe didn't move.

"Take a look." Ming Yuegui leaned closer to him again, with half of her body almost leaning against him, "Take a look, just a little."

Xinghe glanced to the left, then quickly turned back.

"I'm sick." Xinghe suppressed his voice, "Stay away from me."

Mingyue Guile couldn't do it well, not only did he not get farther away, but he got closer, Xinghe felt that as long as he tilted his head and face, he could kiss Mingyue Gui's mouth close to his ear.

"Did you see it?" Mingyuegui stared at Xinghe's snow-white auricles, and could even clearly see the tiny fluff blowing with the airflow as he spoke.

Would love to have a bite.

"Mishu's eyes are almost glued to your body, they are full of peach blossoms. Hey, did you see her mouth is so high, do you want to pounce on you?"

Xinghe seemed to want to turn his head and stare at him, but Mingyuegui took the opportunity to send her forward, taking advantage of the moment her hair swayed over, her lips touched his ears lightly, and then quickly parted.

Xinghe froze his unturned head instantly.

"It's like this." Mingyue Gui borrowed Mishu to cover up her crimes, "Do I look like a model? She must want to flirt with you like this, (⊙v⊙) Uh... what expression do you have? I just said in advance Demonstrate, in the future, you can hide from her like this..."

Before finishing a sentence, Xinghe stood up abruptly and walked out. After taking a step, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at him: "I'm going to patrol around, you stay here."

Didn't you just come back from inspection?

Mingyue Guihui tilted her body halfway, unable to react for a moment.It took a while to sit upright slowly, the left side of his face was burning like a bug bite, he turned his head, and sure enough, he saw Mi Shu flying him with a knife in the eye.

"Hey." Feeling a little confused, Mingyue Gui gritted her teeth and said nothing else, staring at Chang'e in a daze while drinking.

Chang'e's dance dress is very thin, and the tulle is tightly attached to her body. Every curve is clearly and gracefully drawn. When she rotates, you can still see the small groove between the ups and downs of the chest. The canopy on the opposite side looks silly. , with a bright hala on the corner of her mouth, but Mingyuegui felt that it was boring, not as good as when her lips brushed Xinghe's ear just now.

The cold auricles, the temperature rises instantly when they are attached, Xinghe's fine hair is itchy on the chin, and you can smell the very faint peach blossom scent of sandalwood without breathing in hard.

Ming Yuegui licked her lips, the mellow wine flowed down from the tip of her tongue, and her whole body felt sweet.

"Brother, why, this wine doesn't suit your appetite? Are you unwilling to take a sip?"

Shao Shang's voice suddenly came over, and it was very low, but his voice was naturally bright, and there was only a gap between the two of them, so it didn't take much effort to hear it.

"Today is Father Wanshou, brother, you don't even want to drink the wine that Father respects you," Shaoshang sneered, "But you still blame Father for giving me the place that belongs to you?"

Mi Shu also turned her head when she heard the voice, eating grapes, not showing any intention of helping.

Mingyue Gui frowned displeased, since he entered the door, he found that Qian Mo's complexion was not very good, and he was a little worried.

"Shao Shang, did I tell you when I was in Medicine Valley?" Qian Mo spoke very slowly, and Mingyue Gui could hear that Qian Mo didn't slow down his speech on purpose, but he couldn't speak fast at all, because he was weak. Even the voice is slightly erratic.

"After my father's longevity, I will retreat in the Valley of Medicine. I will never see you and the concubine again, and I will never come to Jiuchongtian again." Qian Mo coughed lightly.

Shaoshang didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to grab the wine glass in front of Qianmo. The glass was still full, and he didn't take a sip.

He raised his head, looked into Qianmo's eyes, drank the wine in the glass, knocked it gently on the table, then lifted the wine pot, deliberately raised it high, and the wine line flowed from the spout into the wine glass In the middle, there was a crisp sound, and a few drops of the splashed wine fell on Qianmo's skirt, leaving small balls of wet marks.

Whether drinking, carrying a pot or pouring wine, Shaoshang always looked into Qianmo's eyes with a cold smile on his lips.When he looked away, the wine glass was just full, and the table and the snow-white clothes were covered with bits and pieces of wine.

He didn't look at it, and Qianmo didn't care, the two faced each other silently, Mingyuegui felt that even if Jiuchongtian suddenly exploded with a bang, they wouldn't know.

Qianmo is indifferent to the world at all times. If there is only one person in this world who fits the eight characters of "a modest gentleman, gentle as jade", that person can only be Qianmo.

But at this time, there was no smile on Qian Mo's face, and there was even a stubbornness in his eyes that did not match his temperament.

This kind of Qianmo suddenly made Shaoshang feel strange, specifically speaking, not only strange, but also a little... afraid.

He took the lead to look away, and pushed the wine glass on the table in front of Qianmo as if trying to hide something.

The wine spilled some more, spread on the smooth jade table, and then dripped down the edge of the table on the ground.

The jade table was a bit messy, if he could talk and move, he would smash Shaoshang's head with the table without hesitation.

"Since I talked about that day, brother, you must remember what you promised me." Shaoshang rubbed the handle of the pot back and forth with his fingers, and for a long time he brewed a mocking expression, looked at the wine glass, "Brother, please .”

Qian Mo looked at him silently, wondering if it was Shao Shang's illusion, some emotion flashed in Qian Mo's cool eyes.

soft?have no choice?Lost?relieved?

He couldn't understand it, but his heart ached, as if he had been hit hard by a huge boulder, and his breath trembled along with it.

don't drink.

Brother, I beg you.

don't drink.

Shaoshang stared at Qian Mo's finger stretching towards the wine glass, followed Qian Mo's raised hand, the wine glass handed to his lips, the upturned profile, and the slightly rolling Adam's apple.

Feeling suddenly blocked, Shaoshang opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all, watching Qianmo put the empty cup back on the table.