Ni Xiaoye stretched out his hand and clasped Lord Song's neck: Looking at it so closely, I think it looks even better. On weekdays, he is a serious abstinence male god, and he is cute when he is drunk. The skin on the back of the neck is also good, fine and smooth.

Song Ze looked at Xiao Ye Guoshi, how could he have two heads, and took a closer look.

"Hey, Song Ze!"

That's it! Finish!

Lord Song's head drooped on Ni Xiaoye's shoulder, and he could only smell soft breathing, with the smell of hot wine on his face.

Ni Xiaoye stretched out his hand and picked up the wine jug and shook it: This is just a pot and it is poured! It's so angry! I haven't done anything yet!

put down the wine jug and pinched Song Ze's face: "Hey, wake up." ”

"Hmm." Lord Song's head moved slightly, and the tip of his nose rubbed Ni Xiaoye's neck.

Hey, don't be so sultry!

Holding Song Ze's face, he pursed his mouth, do you want to take the opportunity to steal incense?

After being entangled, he didn't know if he kissed him, and he couldn't see how the serious Lord Song reacted to being kissed, it was too boring.

Slowly stood up, took the opportunity to stretch out the salty pig hand and hugged Lord Song: a scholar, his body is so strong!

The heart was very much about to carry Lord Song back to the room, however, he didn't hug it.

Uh, you're a bit heavy.

Xiao Ye Guoshi was very helpless, so he could only beckon the little guy to help him into the room.

Why did I pour him so much wine! I also want to take advantage of people's danger, but the pot is poured! Beat his chest and pause, unhappy.

Mistakes, mistakes, people are asleep, and it's not interesting to rely on, so they can only go out of the Song Mansion very unwillingly.

Ji Lian jumped into Song Ze's bedroom and patted his face: "You can be so drunk with a woman!" It's not like you. ”

A hammer high-five: "Brother, you have made waves!" ”

Propping his chin and looking carefully at the sleeping Song Ze:

"But the woman is wearing a mask, what if she is ugly? For the sake of your lifelong happiness, my brother will go and show you! ”

The words fell, and he swooped out of the room, and a few ups and downs followed Ni Xiaoye.

It's already the middle of the night, and the streets of the capital are quiet and empty. Ni Xiaoye walked slowly on the way home, always felt that there was someone behind him, so he quickened his pace and turned into a laneway. Turning around, there was no one, only a gust of wind.

Did I feel wrong? Pat your face, I didn't drink too much.

When I turned around, there was a masked man standing in front of me! jumped back and distanced himself from him: "I am haunted in the middle of the night, I want to scare people to death!" ”

The corners of Ji Lian's mouth hooked: "The reaction is quite fast!" He reached out and grabbed her face.

The comer is not good!

Ni Xiaoye raised his hand, reversed his forearm, grabbed his arm, and kicked his knee hard with his left foot.

Effortlessly, the man reached out and grabbed her ankle with his other hand. Ni Xiaoye jumped into the air with his strength, trying to get rid of the restraints, but he grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

Oops, hard stubble! Just two moves, Ni Xiaoye immediately felt that this person was far above her.

Pull out the soft sword at your waist and stab it in the chest.

Ji Lian turned around to dodge, Ni Xiaoye swung out another sword to block his retreat, jumped up and kicked several times, but was blocked by him with his arm one by one.

The two of you went back and forth, and made dozens of moves in the narrow alleyway.

Suddenly, the other party made a strange move, and with a light flick, Ni Xiaoye's wrist was numb, and the sword flew out.

It's over, I'm such a weak chicken, and any night thief in this world is so ferocious.

Seeing that the other party stretched out his hand to attack, Ni Xiaoye had only one thought: Please don't be disfigured, you must be beautiful when you die!

shouted: "Master, you are here!" ”

Ji Lian turned around, and Ni Xiaoye ran away.

"You're cheating!" When the words fell, Ji Lian rushed forward with an arrow step, grabbed Ni Xiaoye's waist with her left hand, and took her into her arms with a forceful hoop, and grabbed her hard with her right hand.

Beauty under the moon, crystal clear. Coquettishness, anger and anger are all paintings, and every breath and breath are fragrant.

For the first time, Ji Lian understood why literati always liked to compare beauty to flowers.

Tender as dripping water, soft as silk, delicate as dyed tulle.

In this world, gold, silver and jade, how can she be like a jewel. This purple and red, how can she have a color.

Ji Lian's hand holding the mask paused in the air, and muttered for a while:

The book says that the masked woman was to marry the veiled man when she saw her face.

You, will you marry me? ”

"Get out!" Ni Xiaoye kicked him to the vital point, turned around and ran.

Ji Lian was so painful that tears were about to flow out:

Wait, you haven't seen my face yet. I'm so good-looking!