The original owner never drank alcohol, and after she came, she didn't think of it.

And in the last plane, no matter what the occasion, Gong Mo did not allow her to drink alcohol.

Belch! How did you suddenly remember that brain-dead!

When I think of Gong Mo, I think of the black mist that kills a thousand knives.

Twilight saw the picturesque woman opposite, holding a wine glass with a distant gaze, absent-minded.

It seems, thinking about someone else, or a man.

The curvature of the corners of his mouth shrank, and in his dark eyes, the raging storm gradually condensed.

"Feng Palace Master, don't you want to drink it? So what you said just now was just to save Bai Xiaosheng? ”

He sneered, and his low and cold voice made people feel frightened: "Whatever you say about admiring me and being so happy that you even punish yourself for three cups are all lying to me, since this is the case, then I ......"

As he spoke, the hand resting on the stone table was covered by a slender jade hand.

The woman who covered her face with a light veil leaned over slightly, her eyebrows were soft and soft, and her eyes were looking forward to it.

The crisp timbre has a silky milk sound, and it seems to be coquettish to him.

"Don't get me wrong! Feng Yan really admires the Twilight Sect Master, since the first time he saw him at the martial arts conference, he fell in love with the Twilight Sect Master at first sight, the Twilight Sect Master is a celestial and human, wise and powerful, and wise......"

It's so embarrassing, I can't go on.

In ancient times, there was no drama chasing, she was just reading the script, this passage seems to come from the script of a chivalrous daughter I saw yesterday.

I didn't know why I had my brain pumping again, and when I was in a hurry, I actually read it out to this deep well ice.

Yes! No face!

I want to go back to the Sealed Lands!

Ripple lowered his head, and his voice became quieter and quieter.

Suddenly, his large, bony hand took her hand in turn.

Gently, warmly, the temperature from the palm of her hand seemed to warm her soul.

She raised her eyes and looked away.

He seemed to be very happy with those words, and his whole body overflowed with pleasure, and his magnetic voice rang out languidly: "Go on." ”

"......" is so narcissistic and likes to listen to those false compliments.

His fingers were pinched and played with by him from time to time, and she tried to retract them, but they were held down.

"Huh?" The slight vibration from the chest cavity was a few notions lower.

Flip the table!

Blacken at every turn!

Her Amu, how could it be this deep well ice demon!

Hum! Forget it, don't bother with him.

Ripple thought back to the plot in the script, and her long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

The words were soft, "The Lord of the Twilight Sect is really the dragon and phoenix among people, and he is the face of the phoenix, where the heart goes, and where the body goes." ”

Twilight lifted the soft wattle in her hand, lowered her head, and dropped a kiss on the girl's slender fingertips.

The moonlight shone lightly on the side of his face, dark or shallow, outlining his perfect silhouette.

Ripple couldn't help but wonder, if she snapped her fingers hard now, would he turn black again?

"I didn't expect the Feng Palace Lord to like it so much, and I will live up to the Feng Palace Master's infatuation." Twilight looked up at her with a smirk.

Ripple wooden face, too lazy to reply to him.

With such an obvious disobedience, she didn't believe that he couldn't see it.

She ignored him, and Twilight didn't care, and her deep voice carried indescribable tenderness: "Try this cup of peach blossom brew, you should like it." ”

"Peach blossom stuffing." Ripple murmured.

She pressed the glass to her lips, and the smell was tangy.

Take a sip, mellow with sweetness, sweet and moist, the taste is slightly sour and slightly sweet, and it is really delicious.

In one breath, he wiped out a glass of ripples, and poured himself a full glass of wine, "Okay, punish yourself with three glasses." ”

She raised her glass to Twilight, and another glass to the end.

She was about to speak, when she suddenly fell on the stone table with a bang.

Twilight: ......

He didn't take the drug.