Chapter 2 It should be the old man who came

"Eh, look, the son sitting at the door of the Xue family's ancestral hall, do you know him?"

"Which young master, I don't know, I've been sitting there for a while."

Mo Wenjun held his chin with his hand, thinking that the girl in Manhualou had this one ten-thousandth, he was afraid that he would die of exhaustion, thinking of this, he sneered again.

"Young Master Mo, don't be stunned, take your wine."

Aunt Wang teased and handed the wine to Mo Wenjun.

Mo Wenjun swallowed his saliva, I don't know if it was for this wine or that beauty, but when he heard this, his face was red and jumping.

"Phew! I'm not that Wei Linggong likes men! I think he must be extraordinary, and he wants to learn from each other, hum! Let's go, let's go! ”

Somehow, when he walked out of the restaurant, Mo Wenjun asked Aunt Wang for two more bowls, and even he didn't know what crooked ideas he had, so he walked to the old ancestral hall of the Xue family stupidly.

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Spring is bright, the willow leaves are blowing, the wine is not drunk, everyone is drunk, Bai Yuchen squinted slightly at this time, not fully awake, Mo Wenjun swallowed a mouthful of saliva fiercely, this good time in spring has already made him a little uneasy.

"I'm not a dead sleeve! I'm just making friends! ”

Thinking of this, he walked forward with confidence.

Bai Yuchen stroked his eyes, the bright sunlight shone dimly on this gloomy place, and he was about to get up, but he couldn't help but froze.

The son in front of him was holding a glass of fruit wine in his hand, running towards him against the light, with two pink halos on his cheeks, and a handsome face, which made people feel bright when they saw it, and the flute and ribbon on his waist rippled out a crisp and beautiful sound, Bai Yuchen was stunned.

Is it really him? The expedition in Monster Bay, really didn't make him disappear?!

Bai Yuchen shrank back a few steps as if he was enchanted, but he quickly calmed down and returned to his original state calmly.

"Childe, you have been sitting here for a long time, and seeing that you are bored, please have a drink."

Of course, Mo Wenjun, who was nervous, couldn't see Bai Yuchen's heart rippling, and when he saw that the boy had no objection, he sat directly next to him, and in an instant, the fragrance of fruit wine wafted everywhere.

On that day, in the battle of the Dragon's Bay, his soul was scattered, but after waking up, the hundred schools of Xianmen were unified in their voices, saying that the head of the demon world, Shi Mo Wenjun, had been destroyed, and he had been looking for the body for many years to no avail, and it seemed that the hundred schools of Xianmen were just deceiving themselves.

"You...... Know me? ”

Bai Yuchen didn't take Mo Wenjun's wine glass, but just looked at the white jade ribbon around Mo Wenjun's waist in a daze.

"I don't know!"

Mo Wenjun drank wine leisurely, his legs wide open, and his body leaned against the dusty stairs, casually wanton.

Bai Yuchen got up suddenly, a little uncomfortable anger appeared on his face, and he lost his memory, okay, forget about him completely.

Mo Wenjun was obviously frightened, tilted his head and casually slapped his hand to signal him to sit down.

"If you don't know, you can always know! Childe, you want to know me like that? Hahaha "

The fruit wine in his stomach seemed to have played its role, and Mo Wenjun began to use his sultry skills again.

"I don't want to!"

In the blink of an eye, the son, who was still a glimpse, had no tenderness in his eyes when he just woke up, but in a blink of an eye, he seemed to be indifferent and indifferent, he squinted his eyes and shook his sleeves, and a cool fan made Mo Wenjun suddenly sober up a little.

Could it be that he slept with the same woman? Is it Manhualou or Biyuelou, is it Liu Liu or Wanwan, is he angry that he robbed his woman but has no impression of him, but this brothel is full of tourists, but no matter how good his memory is, he can't remember clearly, or a drinking friend? Could it be the people from the gambling house? Mo Wenjun wanted to break his head, but there was no result.

I thought he was a gentle son, but I didn't expect that when people woke up, it was an iceberg, if he knew that this son was so cold, how could he shamelessly come over and invite him to drink, and he sulked for no reason, what a waste of this good spring!

However, for the sake of this son's good looks, he still decided to explain.

"That boy cough cough...... Can you give me a point? We...... The girl who slept with her was full of flowers? It's still Biyue Building......"