Chapter Ninety-Three: Chatter Follower 6
A quarter of an hour passed, although he could laugh, but Shen Yebai always felt that something was missing, and after thinking about it, he was almost a little shy.
"Bring a little shyness to see the people you admire."
“... What is that. ”
He casually stroked a strand of broken hair in front of his forehead: "It's like the feeling of seeing someone you like." ”
"Nope."
The corners of Shen Yebai's eyes twitched, thinking about it, she has been staying in the Demon Sect for so many years, and she saw that it was either an ordinary sect member or a few elders, and the people she saw on the mission were almost dead people, and if there were any peach blossoms, she would have pinched her a long time ago, and there was no one she liked... It's normal, don't blame her.
Sighing slightly: "Give it to me." ”
"Huh?" She reached for her right hand.
His right hand grabbed her right hand, and with a little force, he pulled her whole person up from the chair, and his left hand wrapped around her waist at the right time, leaning forward slightly, and the two cheeks were so close that they could even feel each other's breath clearly.
It is rare to have such close contact, Rong Zhiwei looked at his eyes, and there was a moment of panic at the sudden move, and then she saw him getting closer and closer, staring at her lips, as if the two would meet in the next second.
I couldn't tell whose heartbeat it was, and the "dong dong" rang non-stop between the two.
She blinked, "Do what?" ”
"..."It's really lost to her.
Shen Yebai turned to hug her whole person into his arms, it would really ruin the atmosphere, he sighed lightly: "When will I be able to cover your piece of ice?"
Obviously he has fallen, but why is she not moved at all.
Time passed quietly, and it was time to go to the Sword Forge Villa for a banquet.
Shen Yebai not only changed himself into a white dress of a sassy bag, but also pressed Rong Zhiwei on the chair and carved it carefully for a long time, rubbing a trace of rouge on his lips before giving up.
Satisfied, he looked at his work and nodded, put on a mask for himself and her, and added a cloak to her, before leaving the Demon Cult with a small box.
Paid a high price to hire a gorgeous carriage and went straight to the Sword Forge Villa.
At the gate of the villa, someone stopped the two of them: "Please show the invitation." ”
Shen Yebai took out the golden invitation card from his sleeve and gave it to him.
After the guard looked at it carefully, he respectfully handed it back to Shen Yebai: "It turned out to be the eldest prince of the Jianghu League, disrespectful." ”
He gave a faint sigh of gratitude, but Rong Zhiwei beside him was puzzled, the eldest prince of the Jianghu League, how did he get this invitation and cut off his beard halfway?
"I don't know who this is..."The guard looked at her beside Shen Yebai.
Shen Yebai chuckled lightly and hooked his finger at the guard, who leaned over and heard him jokingly: "Love concubine." ”
"Oh~ understood, please come in."
The guard couldn't help but smile ambiguously.
So they let the two in.
After the two entered the room specially prepared for each person, Rong Zhiwei took off her mask: "This Sword Casting Villa is so boring. ”
"It's crowded and cumbersome."
After sitting and resting for a while, Shen Yebai opened the small box he was carrying, took out the wine jugs and wine glasses prepared in advance one by one, showed her the carvings on the bottom of the glass, and put them on the table.
After a while, a maid knocked on the door: "Do you need dinner from the villa?" ”
"No need."
"Yes."
After the maid left, Shen Yebai smiled: "This Sword Casting Villa is intimate. ”
Rong Zhiwei smoothed her short hair: "It's rare to invite the top eleven of the masters of the rivers and lakes to cheer for it, how can you not entertain well?" ”
He picked up the flask and poured it into his mouth.
"Huh!" Rong Zhiwei spoke up.
Shen Yebai smiled playfully: "What are you afraid of, there is no poison in the wine." ”
“...”
At the end of the day, Rong Zhiwei picked up the wine jug and wine glass, ready to go.
Before leaving the room, Shen Yebai deliberately stopped her, leaned over her ear, and said softly: "Nanfeng Cliff is in the fourth room." ”
"Yes." She nodded her head to indicate that she knew.
He turned his head and kissed her lips unexpectedly, and the softness faded away as soon as it touched it, just a dragonfly kiss.
But her cheeks flushed under his contented smile, and she didn't wait for her to speak.
He said, "I believe in you." ”
Then he opened the door straight and shoved her out.
No matter how indifferent Rong Zhiwei is, she is not ruthless in the end, in addition to practicing and meditating on weekdays, she will occasionally turn over the book of love and love in the rivers and lakes, but if it is really changed to herself, it makes people a little...
Overwhelmed.
frowned, thinking that the task was still important, so he hurriedly took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, and the guards in the courtyard were all outside the far gate, and walked to the room of the South Wind Cliff.
Standing at the door of the room, she knocked on the door with one free hand, and the faint flush on her face still did not fade.
The male voice in the room said, "Who?" ”
She pushed open the door with one hand, walked into the room, and looked at the Nanfeng Cliff on the chair, where she was sitting very casually in a blue coat, holding a book in her hand.
Kindness.. He doesn't look as good-looking as Shen Yebai, his sitting posture is not as chic and handsome as Shen Yebai, and his voice is not as mediocre as Shen Yebai, but the things in his eyes are somewhat similar.
It encapsulates the surprise, amazement, and vigilance that he saw in Shen Ye's white eyes that day.
But the taste of banter is expressed by him extremely... Unwell.
Why is it that all the minds are comparing Nanfeng Cliff with Shen Yebai...
Rong Zhiwei smiled at him, although she felt that she was only slightly tugging at the corners of her lips, but in the eyes of Nanfeng Cliff, it was the shyness and timidity of the short-haired beauty.
"Shangguan Wei has seen the Nanfeng Cliff Nanxia."
She gave a small salute and brought the flask and glass to the table.
"Shangguan Wei? How could I not have heard of it? Nanfeng Cliff secretly wondered, why hadn't such a beauty heard of it, and what was the purpose of her trip?
Rong Zhiwei sat down on the chair opposite him, and the specially practiced sitting posture was full of everyone's beautiful manners, and she said softly: "It's just that the third lady of the Shangguan family is out, she has never gone out with her father since she was a child, and she can't compare to the big sister who is known as the first beauty in the rivers and lakes. ”
The heroism and coldness between the eyebrows were all covered by this drooping eyes, and all the deliberateness on Rong Zhiwei seemed to be natural, probably because Shen Yebai had been training well in the past few days.
Nanfeng Cliff nodded, as if believing her words, his eyes moved down from her face, and there was a hint of ridicule and banter in his tone: "The third young lady is in the next room..."
Before he could finish speaking, she reached out and opened the flask and glass that she had just placed at hand.
Slender Slender held the wine jug and poured two full glasses of wine, Rong Zhiwei stretched out her hands to hold one of them, and handed it to Nanfeng Cliff before putting it down again.