This topic ended here, and Mo Fengwu didn't say much after that.

Di Jing didn't ask again, his eyes were fixed on the water, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a moment, the surroundings were very quiet.

It wasn't until I don't know how long it took for Di Jing to come back to his senses, looked at Mo Fengwu, and said:

"Let's go."

"Where?"

"It's time to rest."

Di Jing whispered, then stood up. But in the next second, he was grabbed by Mo Fengwu next to him and pressed it back directly.

"What's the hurry? I haven't finished it yet......"

As he spoke, Mo Fengwu poured another glass. Di Jing was stunned for a moment, and snatched the wine glass in Mo Fengwu's hand with the next hand.

"No, it's too late...... How much did you really drink? ”

I was patronizing and distracted before, and I didn't pay much attention to it. At this time, Di Jing found that someone next to him had secretly drunk a whole pot of wine.

Thinking of the last time someone drank and tossed, Di Jing felt that his head was big.

It was Mo Fengwu, who smiled when he heard this, and then approached Di Jing and looked at his face...... But for a moment, he suddenly frowned, and shouted dissatisfiedly:

"Why are you still wearing this? It's an eyesore to look at! ”

As she spoke, Mo Fengwu reached out and grabbed the mask on Di Jing's face, and then threw it on the table.

Di Jing glanced at the discarded mask, then looked at Mo Fengwu.

"Aren't you the same?"

"I'm afraid of scaring you, or else do you think I like it? Way! ”

When the words fell, Mo Fengwu pouted, and then pulled the veil off his face.

Without the cover of the veil, Mo Fengwu's face full of ghost lines was suddenly revealed.

In the dim water pavilion in the evening, it looks weird, but there is a mysterious sense of demonism.

Di Jing looked at her face and was slightly stunned. At this time, Mo Fengwu smiled, and then suddenly leaned over.

"What are you looking at?"

Di Jing narrowed his eyes, his gaze did not move, and he did not speak.

Mo Fengwu pouted: "Cut, boring." ”

When the words fell, Mo Fengwu was about to retract her body, but at this moment......

"Don't move!"

As he spoke, Di Jing suddenly raised his hand and pressed Mo Fengwu's face.

What's going on?

How did the ink lines on this woman's face become smaller?

I remember that it seemed to spread from the back of the neck and then spread all over the face. But now, not only the back of the neck is gone, but even the edges of the cheeks are exposed.

But even if it is just a small piece of smooth skin, it is like the best mutton fat jade. Fair-skinned, smooth...... So much so that Di Jing couldn't help but stretch out his finger and rub it twice in a daze.

And seeing Di Jing staring at his face for a moment, and not letting go for a long time, Mo Fengwu was suddenly unhappy.

"What are you doing?"

As she spoke, Mo Fengwu turned her head and made a gesture to avoid Di Jing's clamping. But after twisting a few times, instead of shaking someone's hand off, he shook himself unconscious.

Suddenly, Mo Fengwu directly smashed his head on Di Jing's chest. Di Jing frowned, but then he was about to reach out to help her up, but Mo Fengwu took the first step, hooked his neck, and then staggered straight up.

The distance was so close that the breath of the two of them intertwined in the air.

The freshness is mixed with the intoxicating smell of wine, and in the dim water pavilion, it instantly looks a little ambiguous.

Mo Fengwu smiled, let go of his hand, and gestured to get the wine glass. At this time, Di Jing's eyes moved instantly, and then he coughed lightly and said:

"Would you like tea?"