Yang Rui was slightly drunk, wore a pair of thin silk pants, and carried a jar of wine to the boat to find someone bare-chested. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

His appearance is very rough, coupled with the eye-catching sunburn on his face and the heroic and unrestrained outer eight characters when walking, it is completely the posture of the big brother in the alley looking for someone to fight.

It has nothing to do with a secret lover, a willow on the moon or something, and nothing to do with half a dime.

The third is the highest weight of the ship.

Yang Rui went upstairs along the wooden ladder.

A little girl in a fishtail skirt was busy on the tuyere with a small stove on the periphery, on which a pot of black medicinal soup was boiling, and the red clay lid slapped the jar and made a popping sound.

This little girl and the little girl who stewed fish soup for Yang Rui should have been caught in the same net, about the same age, and she looks about the same.

Yang Rui stopped, picked his chin, and asked arrogantly, "What about Madam?"

The little girl didn't seem to expect someone to come up, and after seeing Yang Rui clearly, she sat on the ground in fright.

Like the little girl in stew, a bag of tears instantly condensed in her eyes.

Yang Rui wondered, I haven't seen you before, why did I see this demon lord one by one, just like seeing a cat, my whole body was trembling.

"I ask you, ma'am. The pretended ferocity on Yang Rui's face retreated a little, and he looked vaguely kind.

The little girl snorted, "Madam, ...... inside"

"There's always a place in there, right?" he was here for the first time, and it wouldn't be good if he made a mistake, and it would be misunderstood.

"Go straight, innermost ......," said the little girl, hugging her little shoulders and shivering in the sea breeze.

"Bi Luo?" Yang Rui then asked the most annoying little maid of the demon clan.

"No, Sister Biluo is out. ”

"Alright. Yang Rui finished asking, and continued to walk in his heroic and unrestrained outer figure. It's not just right, so it's convenient for him to find someone to drink.

Before he had taken two steps, he heard a long, relieved exhalation from the little girl behind him.

Yang Rui turned around expressionlessly, and sure enough, he successfully saw the little girl's eyes widen instantly, and she lifted it up again in one breath, and her whole little face turned pale.

"Why are you so afraid of me? I haven't bullied you. Yang Rui said.

The tears in the little girl's eyes swayed, as if they were falling.

"Sister Biluo said, Demon King, you like to drink fish soup. If we don't do things well, we will be caught and made into the fish soup of the Demon King. If we do things well and are favored by the Demon King, the Demon Lord will also catch us with his own hands, scrape the scales and cheeks to make fish soup. ”

Oh, according to Biluo's logic, whether he gets things done well or not, it will become his fish soup.

No wonder this little fish is so scared.

Yang Rui stretched out his big hand and touched the little girl's head.

The little girl was so scared that she was about to go into shock on the spot!

Is the Demon Lord about to start peeling off her scales!

"I don't like to drink the soup you made, if I do, I'll dismantle Biluo first and make a big pot of bone broth!"

Save her from having nothing to do, and she can still ruin his reputation against a few little fish demons on such a broken boat. Could it be that he is notorious for his fierceness and evil, and can set her off as a little fairy?

It wasn't until Yang Rui walked away that the little girl blinked her eyes and slowly came to her senses.

What did the old man ask just now? He asked where the lady was......

How did she answer? She said go straight, innermost......

The little girl stared stiffly at the pot of black medicinal juice bubbling on the small stove, Sister Biluo said, Mrs. is taking a routine medicinal bath, these medicines, will be used later.

The Demon Lord is looking for him now, Madame, she ......

No, she doesn't know anything, everything is what the Demon Lord means, she wants to decoct the medicine well, she doesn't know anything.

In the long corridor, there was not a single light, as dark as the night when you couldn't see your fingers.

Yang Rui was inexplicably a little cowardly, the heroic outer eight characters had become the inner eight characters, carrying a jar of wine, sneaking around in the corridor, probing his head and looking into the room.

A faint fragrance came from the crack in the door. Sweet, warm, a bit like a floral, a little fruity, in short, it smells good.

There was no light in it, and Yang Rui leaned on the door and looked in.

In the end, why is it so dark in the daytime, are you sleeping?

If he's gone, he'll be gone.

Before he finished thinking about it, there was nothing in front of him, and the door that he was holding suddenly opened quietly, thanks to Yang Rui's dexterity, otherwise he would have to fall into the altar with himself with the wine jar in his hand.

Now that the door is open, it seems that the jar of wine must be drunk.

He dared to look in, "Anyone?"

"Someone. The woman's hoarse voice came from the depths of the room, behind the screen.

This room is so deep and vast, empty and there is no edge in sight.

Not far away there is a screen, on which hangs a small octagonal palace lamp.

In this thick darkness, there was only a little light, like a guiding light on the vast sea.

Yang Rui's heart relaxed, "Madam......"

After only saying these two words, the rest of the words were bitten in his mouth and he couldn't say it again.

He heard the sound of rushing water, and the shadow of a woman coming out of the water and reflecting it on the screen.

(⊙o⊙), disrespectful.

"It's inconvenient for you now, we'll talk another day. Yang Rui turned around and ran away with the wine jar.

A soggy woman's body, scented with a sweet scent, stood in front of him.

She was dressed, but barely there. A thin layer of veil, draped over the body, looms.

Yang Rui focused his gaze on her face, his expression was serious and dignified, "I'm here to ask you for a drink." He said. "Since you're busy, I won't bother. ”

The woman smiled, "Not busy." ”

Maybe it's because she has just taken a shower, and there is some hot mist on her body, which is much more real than the cold body temperature she has seen in the past.

"Tanlang, what wine did you bring?"

Yang Rui stiffly lifted the wine, and said in a rough voice, trying to make himself look as frank as a man in the alley, "It's the wine on the boat." ”

The woman smiled, "I can't drink, but it's rare for Tan Lang to be invited, and I sacrifice my life to accompany me." ”

Yang Rui's stiff face: "...... No, no, don't drink if you can't drink it. ”

This woman is very wrong today, like she has become a different person, or she thinks of him as a different person, in short, this feeling is not right.

The woman's cold fingertips stroked his face in the next moment, and exhaled like a lan, "No, you invited me, I can't refuse." ”

"--Wait, this girl! I suddenly remembered that I was still wounded, and I will go first, and this jar of wine will be given to you!"

Yang Rui didn't hold it up in the end, so he ran away.

One hand took the hem of his shirt and lifted him back.

"What are you running? Didn't you say you wanted to drink?"

Yang Rui looked at her face, a little desperate. It turned out to be a little white face...... What is she? Do you want to sleep with him?