Mu Qingyang simply lay on the window frame, looking at the moon and being stupid.

"Master drink," she said, raising her glass to the moon, cup after glass

When only half of the wine in this jug was left, Mu Qingyang seemed to understand a little why so many people like to drink from ancient times to the present.

There is definitely some truth in the words "use wine to eliminate sorrows, and get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows".

Mu Qingyang felt that although there were bursts of dizziness in her mind, her heart was indeed much more comfortable than just now.

Raising her eyes to look at the night sky, she blinked vigorously and stretched out her hand to point to the moon, how could there be two moons, as if some figure came out of it, two, or two

Which cheek was coated with a layer of faint moonlight, which looked particularly good in Mu Qingyang's eyes.

"Master" looked at a white shadow that seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, and Mu Qing muttered in a low voice.

It turned out that this drunk could still be seen, and the master knew that she should have been like this a long time ago.

Although he was already a little drunk, Mu Qingyang felt that he should be a little drunk and had an illusion.

"Why are you drinking?" said coldly.

This illusion can still speak, and Mu Qing raised her eyebrows.

Seeing Mu Qingyang's face crimson, I had heard that she didn't drink a drop of alcohol, but at this time, she seemed to have drunk a lot.

"Why don't you drink, you see, two moons and two masters" She pursed her red lips, stretched out her finger and pointed to the moon outside the window, and then turned to point to the bright moon in front of her.

"Hehehehehe, two masters" Mu Qingyang covered his mouth and smiled, which made people feel extra naïve.

Mingyue frowned, is this already starting to talk about wine

"Master, you come and drink too" Before Mingyue could think about it, Mu Qingyang had already pulled up his sleeves and handed a pot of wine in front of him.

Looking at the flask in front of her, Mingyue didn't make any moves.

"Why do you say this wine is bitter?" Although she had never drunk baijiu, the taste of this wine made her remember it impressively.

"This wine is just a symbolic glass, not a nonsense like you," he glanced at Mu Qingyang, this wine is just a symbolic expression of the promise of the future life of the husband and wife and the beautiful meaning of never separating.

Also, where will it be bitter

"It shouldn't be bitter wine. As he spoke, he put the flask under his nose and sniffed it gently.

Its taste is sweet and mellow, where is what is bitter wine

"Isn't the wine sweet, but it's not" After Mu Qingyang finished speaking, a pair of eyes began to stare at Mingyue's face for a moment.

"Isn't it sweet" he asked rhetorically, but as soon as these words came out of his mouth, he already understood the meaning of Mu Qingyang's words just now, and it turned out that he was mistaken.

Maybe the bitterness isn't in the wine at all

The corners of his eyebrows raised, why didn't he comprehend it just now.

Sure enough, as he expected in his heart now, the eyes that were looking at him had turned red.

After all, I couldn't resist the already overflowing feelings, and the tears rushed down in an instant like bursting the embankment

"Shh

"Unless you want to recruit all the people in the palace of the King of Chen, in that case, the only way to be a teacher is to go first," he seemed to be a little exaggerated, and then added.

"Master, don't go" Mu Qingyang nodded nervously