It was night, and the rain was pouring down, and the rain curtain was like a flood opening the floodgates in the sky.

Mu Yan sat in front of the table and concentrated on studying the formation, and suddenly, the door was pushed open, followed by a strong smell of wine.

She looked sideways towards the door, only to see Phantom Night walking in drunkenly, a little shaky, but still unable to hide his demeanor.

He glanced at her as he entered, and finally froze on her face, and the moment his gaze touched it, she smelled danger.

The heart involuntarily became nervous, his eyes dodged, and he avoided it if he could.

After looking away, Mu Yan hurriedly got up, "I'll help you get the decanting soup." ”

Maybe leaving at this moment is the best choice, the atmosphere in the room is mixed with his breathing, very confused.

With that, she was about to walk out, and before she could step out of the threshold, her arm was grabbed, and she was then brought into his arms.

Mu Yan panicked, raised his eyes and asked in a trembling voice, "Demon Venerable, you're drunk, I'll go get the sobering soup." ”

"Decanting soup?" Phantom Night chuckled, her hot gaze as if it was about to burn her.

Mu Yan smiled awkwardly, trying to calm himself down, "Yes, you have to sober up after drinking a lot." ”

Phantom Night hugged her, the tip of his nose against her forehead, and his voice was hoarse after drinking, "Don't go anywhere, you are my sobering soup." ”

She was dumbfounded, her body confined by him trembled slightly, she was afraid of angering him, she was afraid that she would not be able to escape, she regretted it very much now, she should not have dragged it out until now.

Although it may not be possible to run away, it is necessary to die happily, not as it is now, and it is physically and mentally tormented.

She rolled her voice and said softly, "Okay, I'm not going anywhere, can you let me go first?" I couldn't breathe anymore. ”

Phantom Night was stunned, and his hand loosened a little, but he didn't let go of her.

He furrowed his eyebrows and lowered his head, his lips close to her ear, "Kill those thoughts of yours as soon as possible, or I'll be sad." ”

The breath sprayed behind her ear, she froze, but she still couldn't help but reach out and push him, he smiled evilly, "You also have me in your heart, right?" ”

Mu Yan shook his head and hurriedly argued, "Demon Venerable, you think too much, I just think you're drunk and you should sober up." ”

Phantom Night approached her face and said seductively, "Don't lie to me, you don't reject my contact, it means that you have me in your heart." ”

She looked at him dumbfounded, didn't she repulse?

She was just afraid of provoking him and the possessiveness in his heart, and he could always easily distort her intentions and be self-righteous.

Mu Yan didn't want to explain, for him, the more she explained, the more she covered it up, the more chaotic it became, she lowered her eyes and said in a light tone, "Can you let me go?" ”

"I can't." He replied crisply, his eyes darkened a little, and then he continued, "Don't make me sad, what I'm doing now is the bottom line, but you make me sad." ”

His heart hurt inexplicably, so he used wine to kill his sorrows, but it didn't relieve that pain, and it wasn't until he saw her that his heart was settled.

He really couldn't live without her, almost madly, and he wanted to keep her by his side forever.

Mu Yan didn't know where he had provoked him, he was always cloudy and sunny, and his mood was like summer weather.

She always felt that his words had another meaning, he said that she made him sad, so he wanted to break the bottom line?

Thinking of this, Mu Yan's heart was shocked, and her palms began to gather spiritual power, she knew that it was tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, but she had no other way.

"Do you still want to stab me like you did last time?" The hoarse voice made her even more unsettled.