readx;? The girl's singing voice gradually faded from my ears, and I lowered my eyes, not daring to touch the gentle gaze in Nan Ronglie's eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info was afraid that one would expose his emotions and shed tears if he didn't hold back.

"What do you think foolishly? Hurry up and move your chopsticks, you still want me to feed you!"

Nan Ronglie's ridicule was heard by Si Liang, he turned around and interjected: "Doesn't the girl in green don't like to eat fish?

Nan Ronglie picked up the chopsticks and made a gesture to beat him, but Siliang hurriedly put on a face begging for mercy, turned his head and continued to listen to the music.

Nan Ronglie continued the topic just now and said: "It's not that Green Yi doesn't like to eat fish, but he doesn't like to pick fish bones. ”

"How do you know?"

I was wondering how he knew what was going on in my mind, but he smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked another pop on my head, saying, "I'm too lazy to get home." ”

I rubbed my abusive forehead, glared at him warningly, stopped talking, and concentrated on eating the fish.

He picked up his chopsticks again and picked at the head of the fish, took the meat from the cheeks and handed it to me.

"When I was a child, every time I ate fish, my mother's ...... My mother and mother left me the flesh on her cheeks. It is said that this is the best part of the fish. Come, you taste. ”

I was stunned, and my heart was as soft as a big and heavy white cloud under the blue sky. In the mouth, the fish has a slight sweet taste.

Nan Ronglie quietly watched me eat, I saw that the wine glass in front of him was empty, and poured another glass of wine for him, thinking about it, I was really happy today, and I also poured myself a glass.

He watched my every move curiously, his eyes sparkling with joy.

I raised my glass and invited Nan Ronglie to drink.

He smiled brightly: "Is this trying to get me drunk and do something wrong?"

My cheeks under the veil were slightly hot, and I wondered why I had fallen in love with this guy before!

I squinted at his excited expression of being a thug molesting a woman from a good family, and seriously suspected that he had made up his description of how I had been infatuated with him in the past!

I blushed and glanced around, but luckily everyone was listening to the little lady on the stage singing and not noticing what he was saying.

"Do you drink or not?" I asked him in a low voice, holding my glass.

But he suddenly took my hand with the glass, approached me, and drank the glass with my hand.

At the same time, the sound of the pipa in his ears jumped out of a beat and went out of tune. Even her singing voice slipped a notch.

The girl was also a skilled instrument, and the sound of the piano returned to normal immediately afterward. If it weren't for my natural sensitivity to musical instruments, I wouldn't have been able to hear her accident.

Looking at the situation of the inn just now, it is estimated that this girl should be singing here for a long time, and she has a regular customer.

Even if it wasn't her first time on stage, what was the reason for her distraction? I felt a little uneasy. looked at the stage suspiciously, and saw that she was still playing and singing with her eyes down.

A pair of fair-skinned and slender jade hands flexibly plucked the strings.

I frowned slightly. Could it be that the accident was all my hallucination?

Nan Ronglie pinched my chin and forced me to look at him: "It's normal to make a mistake, if it doesn't sound good, drink with me!"

It turned out that he heard it too!

"Do you think this girl sings well?" I shook off his hand and filled my empty glass with my daughter's red.

Nan Ronglie drank and walked in, smiling lightly: "I didn't listen! ”

His words seem to be a pun, at first they sound like a defense for himself, but when you think about it, they seem to mean something!

I swept the four taels who had been indulging in the singing with my spare eyes, and he was completely immersed in the girl's lute, and did not notice her loss of sound.

But Nan Ronglie didn't listen to the music, how did she know that she played it wrong?

This guy is not only a scoundrel, but also a duplicitous liar!

Nam Rongyeol seemed to see that I was slandering him in my heart, and he was about to abuse my forehead. Before his claws could be touched, my eyes were quick, and my reflexive two fingers clamped his wrist into chopsticks.

Surprised, he pressed my hands under the table and asked expectantly, "Do you remember?"

I knew he was referring to my martial arts.

I shook my head, feeling gloomy.

Nan Ronglie mentioned that I had worshipped Mo Chenyan as a teacher and learned martial arts from him. But I was not impressed at all, and my body was frail and no different from ordinary people.

Only when the situation is urgent, will it suddenly erupt with one and a half moves, and every time it erupts, it feels like there is a true qi in the body swimming around the limbs, and finally it stays in the heart and cannot be relieved, and the pain will disappear for a day and a half.

Today is no exception.

Nan Ronglie saw a layer of fine beads of sweat on my forehead, his face was pale, and because he tried his best to restrain the pain, the blood vessels on the back of his fist burst out, and the knuckles of his fingers turned white.

Nam Rongyeol was heartbroken and self-blaming, hugged me horizontally, ignored the surprised eyes around him, and walked quickly through the hall to the guest room.

Siliang didn't know what was going on, but he also followed.

"You stay and continue to listen to the music!" Nan Ronglie did not stop, threw down a sentence and hugged me to walk faster.

Si Liang hesitated slightly, and then sat back in his position.

"Put me down, I can go on my own. ”

"Don't let go, be obedient!" his tone was unmistakable. I shyly buried my head deep in his chest, glad I had a veil. No one else knows me.

Nan Rongyeol's actions completely put the two of us in plain sight, which is really not a good thing. I don't know why he acted like this today, completely losing his calm and wise demeanor in the past.

The sound of the piano is still the same. The singing is still the same.

As I got closer, I suddenly looked up at the girl on the stage.

It just so happened that she was looking up at me too.

There was a sharp stinging in my heart, and I resisted it and didn't scream.

Her eyes are so beautiful!

When I was about to look again, Nam Rongyeol had already turned into the corridor with me in his arms, leaving everything in the hall behind.

The shopkeeper followed us and helped Nam Ronglie open the door.

Nan Ronglie asked him for a pot of white water at a suitable temperature, and asked for a basin of hot water, and when the shopkeeper left the room and closed the door, he gently put me on the bed.

"How do you feel, does your chest still hurt?" he asked, on one knee, half-kneeling in front of the bed, holding my hand with concern.

How dare I tell the truth, first, I was afraid that he would worry, and second, I was afraid that he would take the responsibility for this matter on my own head, so I forced out a smile and said: "It doesn't hurt! Don't worry, I'm really fine!"

"How can it be okay?" he took off my veil, stroked my lips with his fingers, and said distressedly, "There is no blood at all, and the palms of his hands are full of cold sweat, and he dares to lie to me that it is okay." ”

He took out the porcelain bottle from his bosom and poured out a pill.

"Eating it will relieve you a little. ”

"What is this?"

"Nine Zhuan Dan, I took it from Liu Yishou. You've eaten it before!"

I nodded, remembering that when he was at the bottom of the valley, he had said that when we first met in Zhuxuan, it seemed that I was injured at that time, and he also fed me the Nine Zhuan Pill.

The shopkeeper sent water in time, but Nam Ronglie didn't let him into the house, took all the water, and closed the door.

He helped me up and took the medicine, and helped me carefully wipe the sweat from my forehead with a hot cloth, and I felt a salty thing rushing to my throat with a flower in front of me.

I pressed and pressed, I couldn't control it anymore, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a "wow".

(To be continued.) )