"Saburo, Saburo!" Looking at the slightly wilted face of the person in front of him through the dissolving night light, Junchen's beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled, his eyes brushed his pale complexion, and he unexpectedly caught another rising gloom, "Lord Wang, are you drunk?" He raised his hand and grabbed Longji's shoulder, changed his title at this time, and suggested that Longji was drunk.

Bo must be drunk, but he can't be called drunk yet. However, Junchen, who is sensitive and sharp-eyed, realized that Longji would inevitably confide in his heart with the strength of wine, so he used the honorific title for fear of misfortune, and borrowed the high-sounding and uninnovative reason of "drunkenness" to maintain the embarrassment of the two of them.

Lai Junchen still hasn't changed, with such a mind, Li Longji should know it. But Longji just picked up the new whole altar of daughter Hong, lifted the stopper, and drank bitterly. I don't know whether it was stimulated by the intensity of the wine or suppressed by the sudden mood, his bright eyes were instantly covered with mottled mist, and the thick lips were stained with wine at this moment, and the lips were moistened by the wine and looked even more moist and full, as if bringing a kind of shadowy bloodthirsty taste.

The candle flame is faint, and the pair of jade boys reflected in the quiet night light are even more beautiful and elegant. Junchen watched coldly, did not stop him, but leaned in after a certain amount of energy and filled himself with wine, and closed the room with a sense of loneliness that quietly swirled around at some point, and poured himself a light drink.

Tacit and silent is the best mutual comfort! Sometimes the most effective soothing is really silent better than sound.

The bottom of the altar was not long before the daughter was red, and Longji threw the wine jar to the side: "Do you know? I'm a sinner! When he raised his eyes, there was a little smoke between his eyebrows, he stretched out his arms on the pouring wine jar, and a slight wry smile was hooked on his lips, "I am a sinner......" At first, he just repeated this sentence repeatedly, with three points of playfulness, two points of ridicule, one point of confusion and helplessness, and four points of self-deprecation and disdain!

Looking at the person in front of him coldly and indifferently at him, Junchen did not move or speak. Fang Cai Junchen still suspected that he was just drunk, but this whole altar of pure daughter Hong drank it so much, Junchen frowned unconsciously. It can be seen that this time, LONGi is really drunk!

The lights and shadows of the wind are swaying and swaying, and the silhouettes of the surrounding scenery are bright and flickering. The floating light, light and shade are intertwined, and it seems to have a spirituality that fits the chaotic and chaotic state of mind at this moment!

"Mother...... And the death of the Queen. Longji frowned, and his voice was silent.

Junchen's face rushed, and his eyes suddenly settled!

This topic is really serious, and it really shouldn't be said recklessly like this! Especially in this wine shop! His heart was beating heavily, frowning and wanting to stop Longji, and seeing him look so drunk at this time, how could he stop him? And maybe there will be something more contrary to the topic! So they didn't stop him.

"I am responsible for their deaths...... I'm the one who did it! On this side, Longji became deeper and deeper, and his voice finally became a wisp of choking, but fortunately, because of the choking, the voice was inadvertently restrained very low, so it would not attract too much attention from anyone on the wall.

Junchen was shocked when he heard this! This topic is not only ominous, but the subsequent additions are even more inexplicable but intimidating! After a while, he put down his hanging heart steadily, and still silently listened to Longji express his heart.