She walked to a corner in a daze, and bent down to shout at the corner at her feet.

"Second uncle, second uncle......"

Zi Yan's eyes widened instantly, and he stretched his neck to see Zi Ye nervous there.

Did he count cockroach bugs?

How can you still squat in that corner?

"Second uncle......" Zi Ye stretched his neck and shouted again, only then did he get up faintly, and turned around in ignorance, his eyes suddenly fell on the clothes that Zi Yan had packed.

"What is this?"

She twisted her head diagonally, and walked slowly to the pile of clothes, when she suddenly stumbled under her feet, and threw all the clothes to the ground.

"Oops......" Mu Liuyan instinctively exclaimed.

These things that she had been packing up for a long time were all destroyed by the purple night.

Zi Yan hurriedly hugged Zi Ye in his arms, frowning slightly: "Who are you drinking with, you can get drunk like this without the smell of alcohol?" ”

He glanced apologetically at the mess on the ground, and said, "I'm sorry Miss Mu, you've worked in vain...... You go back and rest, I'll clean up after myself......"

Zi Ye was half-hugged by him and walked to the door, but after stepping out of the door, he suddenly turned around and climbed on his neck, whispering in his ear.

"Second uncle, I can help you, I have helped, it's up to you......"

Zi Yan realized that she was pretending to be drunk, and her face couldn't help but turn even redder, and she instinctively said, "Look at me, what?" ”

"What do you say?" Purple Night was a little short of words in an instant.

The night before leaving, a lonely man and a widow, alone in a room, the following lines, do you still need her as a niece to say?

"You misunderstood, ...... between us"

"It doesn't matter what I misunderstand, what matters is that you have to do something to misunderstand me next......"

Zi Ye smiled evilly and pushed Zi Yan into the room and closed the door casually.

"Second uncle, if you are really awkward, first show the palmistry of the girl and talk about life!"

Zi Yan stood there in a daze, looking tentatively in the direction of Mu Liuyan.

Qingsi was squatting on the ground, packing up the clothes that had been messed up by the purple night.

The dancing candle flame reflected her graceful side, her eyelashes fluttered, and her small pointed nose was dotted with dazzling sparks.

The beauty under the lamp is the most intoxicating since ancient times.

Zi Yan felt that somewhere in his heart, something seemed to be soft and melted.

Outside the door.

Zi Yan pouted his ass, his ears were pressed against the door, and there was an ambiguous and ambiguous look of absolute gossip on his face.

Suddenly......

"Rabbit cub ......" Zi Shaofeng's cold words suddenly came into his ears.

Although the voice was not loud, it was so frightened that Zi Ye, who was a little thief-minded, suddenly jumped up.

Before Zi Shaofeng could say his second word, she had already covered his mouth and pushed him into the courtyard.

"Shhh......h

Zi Shaofeng subconsciously closed his mouth, glanced at Zi Yan's closed door, lowered his voice and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"Listen to the second uncle talk about life in it......"

"Talking about life?" Zi Shaofeng couldn't help but be stunned: "What kind of life are you talking about?" ”

"It's about the true meaning of life......"

"What is the true meaning of life? Who does he talk about life with? ”

"Mu Liuyan ......" Ziyan looked gossip and excited.

"She?" Zi Shaofeng was even more puzzled by the second monk: "What life do they have to talk about?" ”

"What do you say?"

Purple Night suddenly felt like she wanted to hit the wall.

"They are alone, men and widows, in the middle of the night, three watches, in the same room...... What aspect of life should we talk about? ”。

(l~1`x*>+``+