Shoot them with one shot, so maybe they won't cross, the third lady of the prime minister? The Four Princesses? I'm not rare at all."

"What did you say?" Dumping Luochen was confused by Qingyu's words.

LIGHT FEATHER IGNORED THE SLUGGISH TILTING LUOCHEN, BUT REACHED OUT AND GRABBED TILTING LUOCHEN'S CLOTHES, "YOU BIRD, BEAST, YOU SECOND HALF SHEN THINKING PERSON, SCUM, YOU ......" SAID THAT LIGHT FEATHER WAVED HIS HAND AND WANTED TO SLAP TILTING LUOCHEN AGAIN, THIS TIME TILTING LUOCHEN DIDN'T HAVE WHAT QINGYU WANTED, AND REACHED OUT AND GRABBED QINGYU'S HAND WAVING IN MIDAIR.

"What the hell do you want to do" at the light feather who was flushed and paralyzed by anger, and he didn't know what to feel in his heart.

Qing Yu suddenly laughed like a child and threw herself into Luo Chen's arms, "Daddy Mommy, when I grow up, will I turn a handsome guy who is a handsome man and a dung man to be your son-in-law?" Before Dump Luochen came back to his senses, the smile on Qing Yu's face became so hideous, "Daddy Mommy, I haven't let them go up in ashes, isn't it too cheap for them to be buried in the belly of a fish?" Woo~~~"

"Good, don't cry" Tilt Luochen's voice softened a little without shock, and reached out to help Qingyu smooth her stupid hair.

Qing Yu raised his head, stared at Dump Luochen with innocent watery eyes, reached out and touched his face as smooth as a boiled egg, smiled stupidly, stood on tiptoe, and imprinted a kiss on Dump Luochen's face.

Tilting Luochen's fingertips repeatedly touched the cheek that had been kissed by Qing Yu, and just wanted to kiss back, Qing Yu directly 'wow' a mouthful of filth spit on Tilt Luochen's body, and the purple robe was instantly hit by a foul smell.

"You ......" Qian Luochen just wanted to scold, Qing Yu shook his head, his steps were a little unsteady, and he was about to fall, Tian Luochen quickly stopped Qing Yu's waist, and just wanted to stop his waist and pick it up, only to remember that he was spit out by a drunk naughty girl in his chest, he shook his head helplessly, and put Qing Yu on his back, "It's really not worry-free!" He didn't notice much pampering in his words.

Looking at the nearly ten wine jars lying on the table, he shook his head helplessly, took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it on the table, and left the winery with light feathers on his back.

The light cast by the moonlight stretched the figures of the two for a long time, and Dump Luochen didn't notice the slightest drunkenness in the eyes of the person behind her, nor did she notice the tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Years later, Dump Luo still remembers the events of tonight's winery clearly.

◎ Luo ◎ foam ◎ 殇 ◎

In a certain inn, Xiao Ni arranged Su Qixian's residence, and left quickly.

Su Qixian, who was lying on the bed, was sleeping soundly.

Outside the window, a white figure swayed, and then appeared in Su Qixian's room.

Su Qixian opened her eyes without any drunkenness, looking at the man in white standing in front of her, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then, getting up from the bed, the man stopped her,

"After drinking so much wine, do you feel unwell?"

The slightly low male voice sounded so pleasant to Su Qixian's ears, without the slightest hesitation, she shook her head, as if remembering something, "Zi Jin, she ......"

"Don't worry! She didn't have anything to do" is still an ethereal face, why did Su Qixian feel the slight softness in his words for a moment.

"Tomorrow you go to say goodbye to her, and we will go back to Beishuo"

"Yes"