Wine is a good thing, for the current Li Shaoyu and Yang Jitao.

The table was already full of empty jars, some of which had been thrown to the ground, and the floor was littered with broken pieces of jars, and a few glasses that had tumbled to the ground.

Yang Jitao was already drunk and unconscious, but his thinking was still clear.

Li Shaoyu grabbed the jar in his hand and drew Li Yixin's appearance on the desk next to him.

With a leaning body and a fast-dancing brush, Li Yixin's appearance is lifelike on the paper.

Li Yixin on the painting is just a shallow smile, which is not the usual kind of laughter, but a kind of politeness, and rejection and doubt of strangers.

Dai's eyebrows bent into a small mouth of cherries, and she smiled slightly, revealing shallow dimples, which were not very clear and looming.

The earlobes are thick and large, and at first glance he is a rich and blessed person, wearing a long cyan skirt with two butterflies at the hem of the long skirt, as if dancing.

The cyan long skirt is called Qingzhuo, when the two butterflies on the skirt flutter away, Qingzhuo becomes the color of the Lechuan River, that is when Li Yixin incarnates into a demon god.

Although he didn't smile, he was still looking forward to it.

Not long after the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, Li Yixin's appearance jumped on the paper, seeing that the painting had been completed, Li Shaoyu was satisfied, and then took a big sip of wine, and then threw the wine jar on the table next to him.

Li Yixin was in his eyes, although they had only seen him for the first time, but they seemed to have seen it somewhere a long time ago.

It's still déjà vu, or it's really déjà vu.

Li Shaoyu wiped his cheeks that were still dripping with wine with his sleeve. Afraid that this wine would take the ink painting, he took a step or two back, and then took a serious look at Li Yixin in his words.

He at the moment. He was confused in his heart, and after a long time, he couldn't see the meaning of this faint smile.

Fingers flicked his jaw, Li Shaoyu was very satisfied with his paintings, and after drinking, he brought more feelings to Li Yixin, which would naturally make Li Yixin more charming and affectionate.

Standing in the room for a while, Li Shaoyu's cheers were excited. He wanted to find someone to share with, and the only person in this room who accompanied him was Yang Jitao.

He turned his head to look at Li Yixin on the painting again, and then carefully picked up the ink painting with both hands. With a satisfied smile on his face, he went to Yang Jitao.

It can be said that now should be the happiest and happiest time for Li Shaoyu, and he is usually cold.

Ruthless to outsiders. Be kind and gentle to your own people.

Li Shaoyu's appearance. For Li Yixin, it will definitely not be as simple as an outsider, in her, he has rarely become gentle, he is kind to Li Yixin, at least he thinks so.

He didn't have the slightest murderous heart towards Li Yixin, and even believed in her without hesitation, believing that she was a businessman like him.

Although he lied to her, he didn't know that Li Yixin was also lying to him.

Believe in a person. So anything she did, anything she said. He will believe unconditionally.

Perhaps, this is the so-called love

At this moment, Yang Jitao was already drowsy, Li Shaoyu was also drunk, but he fell to the ground, his footsteps were no longer obedient, as if he was dancing, he went to Yang Jitao.

Yang Jitao's right hand was soft on the table, weak and boneless, his head resting on his right arm, his face was tilted, his long hair was dipped in wine, and he was quietly attached to his cheek.

His long hair still obscured his appearance, leaving only a pair of eyes that could see through the joys and sorrows of the world.

His left hand fell on the corner of the table, and his left hand was still clutching the jar, which shook slightly, as if it would fall to the ground at the slightest touch, and then shatter.

The slightly moving eyelashes showed a little bit in the messy hair, his appearance was not as good as Li Shaoyu, but it was a little better than the average man.

It's a pity that there are very few people who can see what he really looks like.

Relaxed and drunk, he seemed to see Gu Ling standing in front of him again, the scene was like daytime, and Gu Ling still didn't speak.

Still so silent, so lonely, he felt as if she was just like him.

Li Shaoyu staggered to the table, a half-broken wine glass in front of him blocked his way, and he gently stretched out his right foot.

With a "boom" from his mouth, the glass flew forward, then hit the wall, and was finally bounced back and shattered again, and the remaining glass rolled off a few times, and finally stopped in the corner.

The ink painting in his hand also fluttered with the swing of his body, as if Li Yixin was dancing on the painting.

Seeing the wine glass leave him, Li Shaoyu came back to his senses, and then glanced at Li Yixin on the painting, and the corners of his lips went to Yang Jitao again.

Li Shaoyu was also drunk, and when he saw that there was a stool in Yang Jitao's left hand, he went there.

Yang Jitao's hand holding the wine jar blocked the stool, he pushed his hand to the side hard, and then sat down.

"Smack-"

The wine jar, which was originally unstable in Yang Jitao's hands, finally fell to the ground under the impetus of Li Shaoyu, and with the sound of the wine jar breaking, Yang Jitao was startled, squinted, and nothing happened, so he continued to get drunk again.

Seeing that Yang Jitao didn't wake up, Li Shaoyu's heart became irritable, and he lost a little patience, as if his infatuation had been neglected.

With a casual hand, he pulled the wine glass, the wine jar, and the plate containing most of the peanuts on the table to the ground, and the two pairs of chopsticks didn't know where they had fallen.

"Crackle-"

The sound of things falling was too loud, Yang Jitao looked up from half a dream and half woke up, and saw that it was Li Shaoyu who was playing a prank, he didn't pay attention to it, and wanted to continue to sleep again.

But where did Li Shaoyu agree, I saw him put Li Yixin's ink painting on the table, and then went to push Yang Jitao.

"Yang Jitao, you get up and show me. I'm going to see her next time, and I'll give it to her myself. ”

Li Shaoyu said with joy. But Yang Jitao, who was very drunk, didn't pay attention to him at all, just muffled "Hmm-" and didn't take much action.

Li Shaoyu was not happy now, he was finally able to be happy like this once, but the person in front of him did not give face at all.

So he patted Yang Jitao's shoulder hard, and said intermittently while patting: "Yang Jitao, you get up." Help me see, I'm afraid that I can't draw well and make Butterfly angry."

Xu is Li Shaoyu used more strength. Yang Jitao finally sobered up from the drunkenness, he turned his head to look at the ink painting in front of him, and then slowly raised his head, which was so heavy that it seemed to be about to fall, and finally let his head stand up. He found that his head was staggering and did not obey him.

Place your hands on your temples and rub them vigorously. His mind cleared up.

When he was sober, he put his hand on the corner of his mouth to wipe his saliva, and complained weakly while wiping: "Young Master Shaoyu, can you wait until tomorrow to talk about it, I'm already drunk, I'm so sleepy."

The words behind him became smaller and smaller, and Li Shaoyu was naturally dissatisfied when he heard it, and suddenly stood upright with a "huh-" sound. Affirmatively replied, "No!" ”

Because he had drunk too much, his head became dizzy when he had just stood up. Unable to bear the weight of his head, he shook twice, and finally sat down again with his body propped up on the corner of the table.

"Young Master Young Yu"

Yang Jitao's words were weak, full of pleading, seeing that Li Shaoyu didn't pay attention to him, he had to stand up to the left, and after half a sound, he regained his senses and asked, "Young Master Shaoyu, do you really want to be with that butterfly girl?!" ”

He was testing Li Shaoyu's true thoughts in his heart, because he still had an idea in his heart, a quiet thought, he wanted to be with Gu Ling.

They didn't know Li Yixin's name, Li Shaoyu called Li Yixin a butterfly, and Yang Jitao secretly called Gu Ling Jing'er in his heart.

Li Shaoyu felt that Yang Jitao was asking knowingly, he rubbed his head that was dizzy because he drank too much, and after a while, he replied uncertainly: "Actually, I don't know, it's the first time I've had such thoughts about a woman, but"

His words paused, stopped the movement of his hand, and then glanced at Li Yixin on the screen again, and saw that she was still smiling shallowly at him.

"It's just that I don't know if Die'er is married, listening to her tone, it's not like the cowardice of ordinary women, I guess it's been through a lot of things."

Li Shaoyu shook his head and tried to sober himself, but Yang Jitao didn't quite understand the meaning of these words, so he asked puzzledly: "What does this have to do with whether Miss Die'er has a marriage match?" ”

"Alas"

Li Shaoyu sighed, and then replied in disappointment: "When ordinary women see me, they either blush or are shy, or they look left and right, pretending not to see me."

But Die'er kept looking at me, always that shallow smile, but I couldn't understand that kind of smile, I was afraid that I didn't leave a little impression in her heart. ”

Li Shaoyu, who has always been above the top, would actually say such words, Yang Jitao was also surprised in his heart, thinking that Li Shaoyu really had true feelings for the butterfly girl, and after understanding this, Yang Jitao's heart also began to jump.

"As long as Young Master Shaoyu and Miss Die'er are together, then I may be able to be with Miss Jing'er."

Yang Jitao's heart was full of hope, and when he saw hope, his heart suddenly brightened, so he said: "Young Master Shaoyu, don't give up, after we finish what the king has delivered, we will go to find the butterfly girl."

They have left from the country of Xieyang, and if you listen to their accents, they are from our Dongzheng Kingdom, so we can find them easily. ”

Hearing Yang Jitao's words, Li Shaoyu's heart was a little comforted, and he was very drunk, so he went to the windowsill.

Yang Jitao saw that there was nothing to do with him, so he also stood up and shook his body and moved to his room.

After about an hour or two, Li Yixin and the others came down to an inhabited courtyard under the guidance of Shan Qiaoyan.

Li Yixin had already fallen asleep in the carriage, and when he saw that the carriage had stopped, Gu Ling woke up from his trance, and his heart was relieved, and he finally had a place to sleep and rest (to be continued. )