He could see that even if he was deliberately suppressed, the arrogant and cold temperament on Song Yuchen's body was still leaking out.

He spoke unhurriedly, with just the right amount of composure, a trace carved over time in the high walls of the deep palace.

And this trace has almost penetrated into his bones and blood, no matter how you cover it up, it is always with three points of deliberateness.

It is not easy for ordinary people to see it, but Shi Qingran has been with other places for a long time, and this can still be vaguely known.

Just like the same piece of good jade, no matter how you burn the oil and sludge, it is still a piece of treasure after all, which is priceless and hard to find.

It's a pity that she is very sober when she eats melon seeds, but the one opposite Song Yuchen has gradually become drunk between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, and she can't tell whether she is alive or dead.

He poured the drink into the glass happily, turning it over and over again, and not as much as it actually poured on the table.

The wine flowed sideways, and a not-so-beautiful water curtain hole flowed down the wooden table.

The man on the other side claimed to be a butcher, from his face to his chest, he was full of real horizontal meat, and he showed a very obvious fierceness in the open, and when he saw this, he laughed and stretched out his hand, "Oops, my hand is slipping, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" ”

As he spoke, he was drunk and made a mess, stretched out a short and thick finger, and pressed Song Yuchen's clothes at every turn, "Come on, come, I'll help you clean ......"

Seeing this, Shi Qingran almost didn't come up in one breath, choked to death, and was shocked for a while, and was afraid that the bastard surnamed Song, who was so clean that he was almost perverted, would turn his face on the spot and beat this person sideways in and out vertically.

His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan quietly turned away from the side, and a pair of dark and heavy eyes were like two high-quality black jades in the bright skylight, and then he said unhurriedly, "Thank you, it's okay." ”

He even smiled lightly and pinched a small wine glass, "I see that my brother has a very good amount of wine, and there are fewer than a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant, come, let's have another drink." ”

The butcher was dazed, his eyes seemed to freeze for a moment, as if he were dazzled by his smile, and there was a suspicious flush on his cheeks.

Then the seven-foot man withdrew his hand with a twist, and with some embarrassment, he picked up the flask, and drank it in one gulp, which was comparable to twenty small wine glasses.

Song Yuchen's face did not change.

He poured all the wine on the ground without changing his face, pinched the lid of the teacup, gently bleached the floating tea leaves in the floating cup, and changed the pillars openly, and then smiled slowly,

"Brother Tai is really good for drinking."

The butcher was so praised that his face was red, and he shook his head and answered, "Wine, wine is a thousand cups for confidants...... Few...... There is wine today, and there is drunkness today! Hahaha! ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

After he answered like this, she couldn't remember for a moment what the second half of the sentence should actually be.

Song Yuchen nodded exquisitely and said indulgently, "That's right, it's very good, come, have another drink." ”

As he spoke, he drank another four or five glasses of wine.

The drunken flush deepened on his cheekbones, spreading to the side, turning his whole body into a roast suckling pig with crispy skin and rotten meat.

The roast suckling pig didn't know that it had become a plate of the best dishes in the eyes of others, and he still enjoyed it, and patted Song Yuchen on the shoulder from time to time.

Song Yuchen said "um" casually, and said suddenly, "By the way, if I'm not mistaken, Brother Tai just mentioned that your family lives in the south of the city, right?" ”

The butcher nodded happily, gave a drunken thumbs up, and exclaimed, "Good memory!" ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

If this person could drink a little less, maybe he would be able to see Song Yuchen's expression clearly at this moment, as long as he could see Song Yuchen's expression clearly, it would be impossible for him to smile so freely.

"When we entered the city gate two days ago, we also walked to the south, and we saw a lot of homeless people there, could it be that they are all locals?"

Song Yuchen's face hit the nail on the head without changing his face.

Shi Qingran choked hard again when he heard it on the side, and he was pinching a cold sweat for him.

I have to say that Song Yuchen does have some ability to make everyone in the four realms frightened, at least for now, he is really bold, which can be regarded as a strength.

But there should be a degree to everything.

As long as it is within the scope of your own control, you can act recklessly and do whatever you want. But if you get out of this circle, you need to weigh it for a while no matter what you do.

For example, His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan.

If they are in the royal city now, then don't say who they are tortured, even if they tell the kitchen that he wants to eat steamed human brains at noon today, Shi Qingran believes that the group of perverted cooks in the palace will definitely respond without saying a word, and then put a fresh human head on the table when the meal is ready.

But at this moment, they are in Yongxian County, not far from Wangcheng, even if they are fast day and night, it will take almost a whole day and a night to arrive.

Previously, Shi Qingran thought that he knew that Song Yuchen was a good hand at making two sides and three knives to the fullest, but now he realized that the previous ones were just skins.

The depth of the shamelessness hidden in this person's heart is simply breathtaking.

Obviously, she warned her last night that she must be low-key when she goes out, and today she is so open-minded to get a local she has never met so openly, and her recklessness is tantamount to being in a tiger's den. openly snatched the tiger cubs, and at the end of the day, he had to on the tigress's head.

However, he looked calm, as if he had a bamboo in his chest.

The butcher grinned with yellow teeth, and smiled drunkenly at His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, his voice fluttering with his eyes, "Little brother, what are you asking about these things for?" Could it be—"

Shi Qing then tightened his back.

Could it be that they really stepped on shit luck, and the cliché was applied to the masters of the rivers and lakes?

Song Yuchen sat flat and unmoving, and even faced the drunkard's gaze without any guilt.

At this time, the butcher has been coaxed and tricked by His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan to drink the small one-pound of muddy wine brewed by the shopkeeper.

The wine was so strong that his whole body had already floated up, and his face mysteriously dragged out the end of the note, and after a while, he suddenly let out a loud voice, revealing a slightly teasing smile.

He touched Song Yuchen's arm with his elbow, raised a thick inverted eyebrow, and said in a low voice, "Could it be that you have fallen in love with which girl in that group of homeless people?" ”

Shi Qingran, "......"

Song Yuchen raised his noble buttocks neatly, moved away from him a few points, and then quietly raised his eyebrows and eyes that were raised into his sideburns, his expression was upright and pure, "I don't really understand what Brother Tai is talking about." ”

"Hey, you don't have to hide your embarrassment."

The butcher smiled widely, and his face was crossed by his laughter in twelve pleats of different sizes.

He was very familiar with him, and approached Song Yuchen very kindly, "Everyone is a man, what is there to scruple about?" Anyway, it's not the first time you've thought like this, and there's no shame in saying it......"

The butcher said bitterly, and from time to time he threw a meaningful look at Song Yuchen.

Shi Qingran sat in the corner, leaned over to Lang'er, sighed for a while, and admired it sincerely for a while.

Originally, she only knew that His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan was a good hand at talking nonsense, but she didn't expect to gain insight here today.

According to the level of this person in front of him, who talks nonsense when he sees people and talks nonsense, and even when he is drunk, it is a pity to be an ordinary butcher who kills pigs and sells meat in this small town, which can be called a buried talent.