Fuck you

Speaking of this, it seemed a bit disgusting and I didn't want to go on. I lifted my eyelids, and my eyes were cold and sharp. The dark eyes looked like deep valleys and pools that couldn't see through the light. They were deep, dark, and very cold.

In my memory, Xinghe and Cangming should not have much intersection, Mingyuegui really doesn't understand where his dislike for Cangming comes from.

But he still took a deep breath and warned himself with the remaining rationality: don't reason with drunk people, the world of drunks has no logic at all.

So, he managed to squeeze out a soft smile, tremblingly took his wine glass away from Xinghe's sharp sword-like gaze, and comforted him with kind words: "OK, OK, ignore him, I ignore him. "

This casual remark probably pleased the other party, Xinghe's brows stretched, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly, Mingyue heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to make persistent efforts to persuade him to go home, when a short-sighted fairy approached Come face to face.

Not only did she come closer, but she also flatteringly handed over the wine glass.Xing He never looked back, and grabbed the wine glass neatly with one hand and stuck it to his lips.

Mingyue Gui only had time to see his slender and graceful neck clearly. The next moment, the owner of the neck handed back the wine glass gracefully, and Xianjun was quite happy to pour the wine while talking.

"Immortal Baihe." Mingyuegui had no choice but to stand up, leaning forward and pressing down on the wrist of the immortal, "Everyone is so anxious to decide on the marriage of your daughters, have you ever asked me to agree?"

Immortal Baihe was first dazed by this handsome face, and subconsciously retracted his hand, but did not retract. The hand pressing on his wrist was as cold as iron, and the other party's faint smile seemed to be Gather a group of compelling hostility.

Can't help being afraid for three minutes, Immortal Baihe said in a daze: "Young master, do you agree?"

"Of course I don't agree." Mingyuegui suddenly felt a sharp pain in her scalp, but she still endured the words, "If you have nothing to do, hurry up and leave, Youyang-Jun is not in a good mood today."

After finishing speaking, intentionally or unintentionally, she glanced at Mi Shu who was standing aside holding a small plate of preserved fruit.

Immortal Baihe's face froze, and he glanced at Lord Youyang who was frowning and thinking about something with his head down, and finally decided to give up after a long time of decision.

He said embarrassingly: "So I'm leaving, excuse me."

As soon as the icy restraints on his wrists were removed, Immortal Baihe couldn't wait to call the rest of them to disperse.Only Mi Shu stood still, Xu felt that she was different, but instead chose to go forward.

It's the easiest way to deal with her kind of fighting scum, but Mingyuegui has lost interest, pretending not to see it at all, and lowering her head with her teeth bared, she saw Xinghe silently pulling a lock of his hair, twirling it around her fingers continuously.

Go around, go around the grandma bridge, grandma praised me as a good baby...

It's okay to wrap your hair around, don't pull it with your mother's strength! ! !

"Xinghe." Ming Yuegui hastily grabbed Xinghe's mischievous hand and pulled out his ruffled hair, coaxing him softly, "Shall we go back and rest?"

Xinghe frowned, and turned inside to face the layered veils.

This is displeased, displeased, and playing tantrums.

I rub it, so cute!

"Hey." Mingyuegui pulled his shoulder back, took the opportunity to squeeze his warm palm, "Be good, be good, how about I drink with you when I go back?"

Xinghe's eyes followed the thin bangs on his forehead, and his long and slightly curly eyelashes kept trembling. His pink nose and face softened his facial features, and he was very handsome and even very attractive. Lovely, well-behaved, like a little squirrel waiting for its owner to feed it.

So cute, I really want to hug and kiss!

Mingyuegui felt that she was about to be unable to restrain the prehistoric power of the spring tide in her body, so she quickly reached out and pinched Xinghe's face under the cover of someone toasting Tianjun.

Xinghe stretched out his hand in a daze to cover the place where he had been pinched, and followed Mingyuegui's hand down with his eyes dazed, looking a little aggrieved.

Looking at this expression, Mingyue Guihun'er melted.

So fucking cute!

I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it, I love it!

The slender hand that originally brought a piece of candied fruit froze in the air, and the candied fruit fell along the edge of the table, and Mi Shu's broken and angry heart fell along with it.

"You..." Mi Shu pointed at Mingyue Gui, "No, no, no shame!"

Is there something new, this word again.

Before Mingyuegui could reply, Xinghe withdrew her cuteness instantly after Mishu finished speaking, wrapped in indifference, tilted her head and opened Mishu's outstretched fingers with her hand.

Mi Shu let out a soft cry, tears quickly filled up in her eyes.She stood holding her sore index finger and bit her lower lip lightly.

She thought about the countless touches between the two, or holding hands, or hugging, or his gently curling her hair for her, or a kiss lighter than a feather.

But no matter what kind of scenario, it should not be like this. The future husband in the fantasy brutally hurt her finger because of another wild boy of unknown origin. The red marks on the skin are the most powerful proof of shame and humiliation.

For so many years, Xinghe has been used to being indifferent or disdainful for Mishu, perhaps because he treats everyone equally indifferently and distantly, which gives her the illusion that he is ruthless.

But today, at this very moment, he once again used his actions to prove that there are people in this world who are special, so special that they can stop them for just a word. Everyone knows that Lord Youyang doesn't like being touched by others, this is a taboo that every fairy capital will keep in mind.

Mi Shu held the corner of her mouth mockingly.

Whatever the purpose, at least I met him today, didn't I?

She moved her index finger back and forth with her fingertips, as if she could touch the man's heart through the remaining pain.

She looked at Xinghe who was hanging her head, and decided to try harder: "Youyang Lord, I think..."

Xinghe stood up awkwardly, frowned and glanced in Mishu's direction, then clasped Mingyuegui's wrist with his backhand, and said in a deep voice, "Go home."

He had a stinky expression on his face, and he walked quickly, without any intention of saying goodbye to the people present.

Ning Yuzheng and Jiang Xuan were laughing, seeing the movement from the corner of their eyes, looked at the two leaving figures in doubt, and then looked at the statue-like Mi Shu in front of the table.

Ning Yu snickered: "Princess is really stubborn, what's so good about Lord Youyang, he can't compare to my eldest brother!" After complimenting Ning Xu, she cast her eyes on Ning Qi, and said dissatisfiedly, "Even the third brother is better than that brother!" People are strong! Don’t you think so!”

Jiang Xuan sneered: "Women like to see but not touch. The harder it is to chase, the more they love it. They are all idiots!"

The third son Ning who lay down the gun for no reason: "ミ?Д?彡"

Cangming sat far away at the end, his eyebrows raised in a beautiful arc, but the smile on his lips was a little cold.He held the cup quietly, and took a sip until he could no longer see the two of them.