"Little Er'er, check out." The sky had already revealed a hint of white, and in Cinnabar's opinion, this white color did not bring a little light, but made her feel a little cold.

"Hmm..."The little second-hand leaned on the table, shaking his head again and again, looking at it with a little rhythm, as if he was also like a drunk person.

But Cinnabar knew that she was not drunk. A person who gets drunk so easily, why isn't he drunk tonight?

Seeing that Xiao Er didn't react, Cinnabar tapped her fingers on the table. "Little Er!" Xiao Er was still not awake in a daze, Cinnabar just wanted to use his hands to push him awake, hesitated, and hugged a jar of daughter red from the wine cabinet behind Xiao Er.

She lifted the lid, and the wine was fragrant, and she staggered to the door alone, leaning against the door frame, looking at the sky.

She took a sip of her wine.

"I'm so tired......" Cinnabar sat on the steps, leaning against the door, she felt a little cold, she also wanted to find a hug, and also wanted to snuggle in the arms of a reliable person, so that it wouldn't be cold, and it wouldn't be sad.

A gust of wind blew, and Cinnabar's body trembled.

She tightened her clothes, raised the jar and was about to drink, when suddenly a clear and slightly calm voice came, "Girl, why do you drink so much wine alone?" ”

Cinnabar followed the sound and looked up, and there was a little Taoist priest wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe standing in front of him, about the same age as himself, with his hands on his back and a wooden hairpin on his head.

"Cold." The little Taoist priest stood in front of him, the morning sun in the distance just leaked a trace of gold, and in the faint light of the morning light, the young little Taoist priest looked quite a little immortal in the world.

"Come, drink some water, although my master is a bastard, but he knows how to maintain health, and it is always right to drink more water." As soon as the little Taoist priest turned around, he sat down beside Cinnabar, took out a gourd from the cloth bag on his body, and handed it to Cinnabar.

"For the first time, I've seen someone fill a gourd with water." Cinnabar seemed to be amused by the little Taoist priest in front of her, and there was a little brightness in her eyes, she took the gourd and played with it in her hand.

"Eh, these are all deceptive appearances, and you have to pull off the plug and smell it to know what's inside." As he was talking, the little Taoist priest took the wine jar in Cinnabar's arms, raised his head and took a big sip.

"Ahh Cool! It's been a long time since I've been drinking, good wine! The little Taoist priest finished taking a sip, leaking an expression of extreme enjoyment, and laughed.

"Hey! You persuaded me to drink water, why did you steal my wine to drink! Cinnabar smashed the little Taoist priest with the gourd in his hand and said angrily.

"Eh, eh, don't hit me, girl, look at this wine, it's the root of all evil! You ......"

"Phew, you little Taoist, I don't listen to your nonsense!" If you say you want to raise your hand, you have to fight again.

"Eh, don't fight, don't fight, it's a pity to spill such a good wine. By the way, girl, why do you think you're drinking? The little Taoist priest lowered his head to protect his wine, and quickly changed the topic.

"I ......" Cinnabar raised his hand and slowly put it down, pulled out the stopper, and took a sip of the water in the gourd.

"Wine, the more you drink, the hotter it gets, and the more you drink water, the colder it gets." The cinnabar covered the stopper and threw it to the little Taoist, snatched the wine jar in his arms and drank it with his head up.

Listening to Cinnabar's words, the little Taoist priest's eyes leaked a complicated look, as if there was pity, incomprehension, and a little interest.