If life could be like a movie, if you are not satisfied with any scene, you can cut it directly, I will not hesitate to cut everything that happened last night. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although, I don't remember much. Especially in the second half, I don't remember how the plot was so dramatic and dramatic.

Every morning, the Great Elder would come to the meditation pool to report the affairs of the day to the hall master, and of course today was no exception.

I don't know how the Great Elder entered the house, but all I know is that when I opened my eyes and saw the Great Elder, I remembered his flushed face, his mouth wide open, and his ghostly gaze.

The look was a bit like my father's distressed cabbage was arched by a pig, and the pig was me.

The Great Elder's eyes were stunned for at least three seconds before he staggered into the house, still in disbelief: "Temple, hall master? "I tripped over when I stepped through the door.

It was at this time that I woke up, and with me, and the hall master who slept beside me and had a good sleeping position, and after we woke up, we found ourselves lying upright on the ground, and the rich smell of wine last night still filled the whole room, and in hindsight, I still had one foot on the temple master's stomach.

I pumped my foot back with a thud, and it was so fast that it kicked the hall master in the stomach, and he snorted, and finally came to his senses completely.

My mind went blank for half a second, and I simply ignored the apology and went to check if my clothes were messy.

The reason why I checked my clothes was not because I was afraid that I would be defiled by the hall master, but because I was afraid that the hall master would be defiled by me, according to the character of the character and the general plot. There is a great possibility. If the True Hall Lord is defiled by me, I will not be able to relieve the anger of the Great Elder by whipping the corpse and exposing the corpse wilderness.

Fortunately, although we are all lying flat on the ground. Except for one of my feet on the temple master's stomach, everything was normal.

The Great Elder hurriedly picked up the hall master who was lying on the ground. By the way, he glanced at me with a negative gaze.

"Palace, hall master......" The Great Elder helped him up, and opened his mouth tremblingly, even if he was as steady and kind as the Great Elder, he was a little uncalm at this moment.

The hall master waved his hand to stop him from talking, he glanced at the table, and then pressed his temple.

I also withdrew my gaze from the messy wine table, trying to remember. The memory only stays on the scene where I advised the hall master to drink more wine and be good for his health.

I had severe pain in my temples, and people used to say that I had a hangover and a hangover, and the saddest thing was not that I was dizzy and swollen at the time, but that my mouth was dry the next day, and I had a headache as if I had been punched in the head, and I couldn't think of what happened last night.

"Aren't you up yet?" The hall master took the cup of tea poured by the Great Elder. Before drinking, he turned his head and looked at me lightly.

"Get up, get up." I stammered and nodded, slowly getting up.

The Great Elder picked up the wine bottle that had fallen on the table and gave me a faint look. His eyes finally eased a little, "You can go down and prepare breakfast first, just be lighter." By the way, cook some decanting soup, you all drink some. ”

I rubbed my head and bowed back. Turning his head and looking at the place where we were lying, how did the finally fall to the ground? Thanks to the hall master, he is still my life-saving benefactor. I actually put my foot on him, going up to the sky and into the earth, I'm afraid I'm the only one who has done this.

I washed up quickly, made some porridge and side dishes, and when it was all done, I still couldn't remember what happened last night.

I'm very concerned about this, mainly because I'm a bit of a nymphomaniac, and I always can't control my emotions about beautiful things, and I can be suppressed by reason in normal times, but I drank a little wine last night, and I can do anything when I get dizzy. Could it be that I molested the hall master last night, or was I drunk and crazy, or I cried and made trouble and hanged myself, crying that the hall master didn't like me and finally threw the hall master to the ground?

I was frightened by the scene I had imagined, and I made up my mind to ask the hall master for clarification.

Entering the house with breakfast, the Great Elder stood aside respectfully, as if he had finished his report. There were a few folds neatly stacked on the right side of the desk, and it was obvious that the hall master had already approved all of them.

I divided the breakfast and put it in front of the Great Elder and the Hall Master, and the Hall Master glanced at me lightly, bowed his head and prepared to start.

I'm not going to retreat, I'm a person who can't hide things, once I have doubts in my heart, I have to break the sand pot and ask to the end, so I don't care that the Great Elder is also there, and I don't care that the scene may be a little embarrassing, so I asked directly: "Hall Master, I didn't do anything out of the ordinary last night, right?" ”

His hand holding the spoon paused in mid-air, his eyes slightly raised, "For example?" ”

Like what? I thought about my past feelings for the hall master, and then thought about the most outrageous thing I would do to him when I was irrational, I should have given me twelve dares, and I would dare to kiss him at most, so I peeked at the Great Elder, coughed and tried to guess: "For example, kissing? ”

"Ahem...... Ahem......"

The unswallowed clear soup porridge was suddenly stuck in the throat of the hall master, he coughed violently, covered his lips with one hand, and hurriedly poured tea with the other. Seeing this, the Great Elder was not calm, and hurriedly got up to help.

I chuckled in my heart, could I have been so bold last night? Did you really kiss the hall master? No, blatant pro?

After coughing violently for more than ten seconds, the hall master calmed down his breathing, and his eyes quickly glanced at me, and his face was a little abnormal: "No." ”

I once saw an analysis that said that if a person is afraid to say an answer in front of others, and his eyes are still dodging, this answer is mostly a lie.

My heart suddenly cooled, and I glanced at the Great Elder and the Hall Master sullenly, and retired decadently. As I exited the door of the house, I was even more determined to exercise, and I needed to have a little self-preservation before the stern and decent Second Elder found out that I had underestimated the hall master.

I started with the basics, first push-ups, then wading across the river, then flying ropes, and then three thousand kills.

The front has been very smooth, and it is worth mentioning that the three thousand kills exercise was almost abandoned by me, I tried the first weight more than a dozen times, and found that I could only smash a shallow pit on the ground.

The hall master once said that if the mind changes, the power of the three thousand killings will also change, and the power will also decrease as the degree of love for the hall master decreases.

I thought about this result, and I was glad that my feelings for the hall master had dropped again.

I directly swept over the three thousand kills, and switched to practicing hand-to-hand combat, which was the most useful to me, and the object of the practice was also a ready-made, Iceberg Man Zhou Ye.

As you can imagine, I will never think about anything other than endless fatigue in the rest of my life. (To be continued.) )