Dong Wusheng has been immersed in this state of selflessness until the evening, when he gradually wakes up.

During lunch, the mayor's wife tried to call her to dinner, but Madara dissuaded her.

"She'......"

Faced with the mayor's family, who knew nothing about cultivation at first glance, how to make up a reason for Dong Wusheng made Madara a little distressed.

Lying or something doesn't suit him.

"She is feeling a little unwell and is now resting in her room. ”

That's a fact, right?

Madara thinks so.

So, when Dong Wusheng finished vomiting and went downstairs refreshed, the mayor and his wife looked at her radiant appearance, they were both stunned, and then they invariably showed a smile from the person who came over.

Dong Wusheng: "......?"

Is she the only one who thinks the atmosphere is a little weird?

At dinner, the mayor took out his treasured wine and poured a large glass of wine for Dong Wusheng very enthusiastically.

"What is this?"

Dong Wusheng looked curiously at the colorful liquor in the glass, and turned his head to ask Madara beside him.

It's wine, and you used to love it.

Without thinking, the words that came out of Madara's throat swirled around and swallowed.

Looking at Dong Wusheng waiting for his answer, he suddenly became a little entangled.

In the past, he never interfered with Dong Wusheng's choice, whatever she liked, he would find it for her, as long as she could be happy, but now he didn't know why, he didn't want her to drink, even if he knew that she liked wine and the taste of wine could make her happy, he didn't want to see her get drunk. She seemed much happier now than before, and if her normal life was happy enough, why bother to seek temporary relief from alcohol.

"If you drink too much of this thing, you'll be delirious, don't drink it. ”

Madara couldn't help but take the wine away from her, but Dong Wusheng grabbed her wrist.

"Eh, don't," Dong Wusheng grinned and pulled Madara's hand closer, then gently broke his hand and took the wine glass back, "People have good intentions, it's not good to drink too much at all, it's a big deal to drink a little less." ”

Madara had no choice but to let her take the wine glass away, and then instructed, "Only this glass, not more." ”

"Okay. ”

Dong Wusheng hurriedly smiled and agreed.

"Here, cheers!"

The mayor raised his glass in front of Dong Wusheng. Dong Wusheng looked at Madara. Madara pointed to the mayor's glass, "Touch him with your glass, it's called a toast, it's a way to show blessings." ”

"Oh~"

Dong Wusheng nodded, and clinked glasses with the mayor with a bright smile, "Thank you, Mr. Mayor, for taking care of you for the past two days~"

Although they don't understand each other's languages, what they will say when toasting is nothing more than some words of blessing, and even without Madara's translation, the mayor can probably guess what Dong Wusheng is talking about, and his face is suddenly full of smiles.

At the end of the toast, Dong Wusheng took the wine glass and tasted it a little, well! sweet! It smelled like grapes!

Dong Wusheng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his neck and drank the wine directly.

"Oh-"

The mayor's wife and Jenny exclaimed at the same time, and the mayor picked up the wine bottle and immediately poured another glass for Dong Wusheng.

Dong Wusheng laughed a few times. She didn't understand what the two of them were marveling at, she didn't know that it was a rare behavior for women to drink in such a heroic way, she only felt happy to drink delicious drinks, and was inexplicably a little excited.

Madara frowned when he saw this, and reached out to stop Dong Wusheng's hand from raising his glass.

Suddenly there was an extra hand in the field of vision, Dong Wusheng looked over, and happened to be facing Madara, and as soon as his eyes met, Dong Wusheng laughed first, "Thank you for taking care of me, I will ask you to take care of me in the future!"

Hurriedly touched a cup with Madara, Dong Wusheng immediately raised his glass and took a big sip, feeling the mellow and sweet taste permeating the tip of his tongue, Dong Wusheng couldn't help but squint his eyes in enjoyment.

Looking at Dong Wusheng's appearance, Madara was reluctant to say the words of dissuasion, and in the end he could only touch his glass with Dong Wusheng, and smiled helplessly, "Please also give me more advice." ”

After two cups, Dong Wusheng began to feel a little dizzy, but after looking at the small half glass of wine left in the cup, and then thinking about the spots around him, Dong Wusheng lowered his head and drank a few sips of vegetable soup, pretending to be fine, and then pretending to take a small sip of wine inadvertently.

In a few moments, another glass of wine was already at the bottom.

At this time, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Dong Wusheng was already drunk for the most part, although she didn't make any nonsense or anything like that, and her words and deeds were quite normal, but her eyes were blurred, and her tone of voice was much slower, no matter who talked to her, her first reaction was to giggle first, obviously drunk and unclear.

Seeing that the time was ripe, the mayor finally got the people drunk, and hurriedly threw out the questions that had been prepared for a long time.

"Little girl, are you and Madara in love?"

As soon as the mayor spoke, he was stunned.

It's only been two days since they've known each other, and the mayor can already stumble and speak the Oriental language, although the pronunciation is not very standard, and the sentence breaks are also very strange, but they can basically hear what is being said.

Maybe it's just a temporary finding someone to learn such a sentence, but for the two of them to be able to do this, it also makes Madara see the sincerity of the family.

Pity......

Madara looked at Dong Wusheng. The person involved in the drinking incident was looking around with a red face, and when he saw him, he grinned at him stupidly.

The language used by Dong Wusheng is indeed an Oriental language, but more precisely, it should be the ancient Eastern language three hundred years ago, although the basic grammar has not changed, but the phonetic difference is still not small, no, someone who stepped into someone else's trap didn't realize that someone was talking to him at this time, and only knew that he was grinning at the person who looked at her with a mouthful of small white teeth.

What a fool.

Madara sighed, touched the top of Dong Wusheng's head, and turned his head to smile slyly at the mayor, "She seems to be drunk and can't understand what others are saying." ”

The implication is obvious, the trap you prepared is completely useless.

Madara didn't plan to tell them the truth, and besides, even if he did, it was still a question of whether anyone would accept it.

As for the question asked by the mayor...... To be honest, he didn't mind them asking him personal questions, and he could see that this family was a very upright person, and even if he didn't understand music, he could hear that their music revealed a sincere love for life.

There are very few bad people like this.

But he didn't want to answer the question.

I'm afraid that even if Dong Wusheng is sober, he will only be stunned when he hears this question.

Madara couldn't help but think, do he and Dong Wusheng look like a pair of lovers?

Dong Wusheng also asked him if they were a couple before.

Madara himself is a little troubled by such a question.

He is not human, and he has rarely entered human life since he was born, and all his understanding of human beings comes from his understanding of Dong Wusheng, even if she doesn't seem to be human, but she looks almost like ordinary humans, happy and sad, with vivid and full emotions, which is not quite like him.

He doesn't really understand a lot of human emotions. For example, Dong Wusheng was always very sad in the past, when she looked at the sunset, she would smile, but the sadness revealed on her body was more obvious, he couldn't understand why this was at all, in his eyes, the sunset was just a sunset, just a sky of different colors.

He will only laugh when he is happy, when he wants to laugh, and when he feels dissatisfied, he will directly tell his dissatisfaction to the person he is dissatisfied with, although such things have rarely happened so far.

Before Dong Wusheng fell asleep, let him go to the life of human beings for a walk, saying that he would not be lonely in this way, he didn't understand, what kind of feeling was loneliness?

When he was alone, he looked at the clouds in the sky and thought about the happy things when he stayed with her, and he didn't feel happier or sadder at all, in his opinion, that period of three hundred years, compared with other times, the only difference was the lack of Dong Wusheng, the person he cared about.

Do you care about it?

He didn't know.

The mayor cares about the mayor's wife, does that like it?

The mayor and his wife also care about their daughter Jenny, do you like that too?

He didn't understand.

But these are not problems that must be solved for him.

What kind of feelings he had for Dong Wusheng, he didn't think it mattered.

He knew exactly what he wanted, he wanted to protect Dong Wusheng, so he just did it, no matter what else was.

As for the ones he doesn't understand, he will understand one day.

That's what he thought.