The man in the room only hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and then took a sip of wine.

"Little Wuyu, tell me, is this bell in your hand okay... Hypnosis? "Who let him meet such an interesting girl, and he still has an inexplicable sense of intimacy with her, even if he wants to throw her off the window, he can't bear it.

Soon, the room fell silent again, and both of them drank to themselves, and no one spoke.

Even the tone is so like... Mu Baizhuo didn't expect her to suddenly shake the soul bell, he only felt dizzy in front of him, and hurriedly put the sobering soup on the table, almost not standing firmly.

"......" Mu Baizhuo held his head and stared at her, and spit out a few words angrily,

"White-eyed wolf!" It's a pity that you can't see the palace here, and the son of heaven of a country can't allow others to snoop, so the place where Feihuanglou was built is far away from the palace.

Although she was drunk, she didn't get to the point of losing her mind, Mu Baizhuo really played her like an idiot!

"Huh!" A sneer in the darkness,

"Do you think that Ben... Will I miss that drink? The girl tapped the floor on her toes, and was about to fly down the stairs with the flask, but she slammed into the top of the window because she was drunk.

"Is there any mistake, didn't you say that the seventh floor was all covered? Why don't you even light a lantern, it seems that the shopkeeper is deceiving! The girl frowned and looked at Mu Baizhuo, and the soul bell on her wrist immediately shook in front of Mu Baizhuo's eyes a few times.

It's just that they met by chance, and it's not a deep friendship, Nan Qiao feels that there is nothing to talk about. And he said,

"You are wearing a mask, just because you are afraid that others will see you as you are, since you came out to buy drunk, you don't know me in the dark, and I don't need to know you, just drinking together is enough!" The Marquis of Ruyang is a hereditary title, and the person who just inherited the marquis three months ago was not the original son, but the third concubine of the Marquis of Ruyang, and the new Marquis Ruyang was less than twenty years old, and he was already the marquis of the country.

Nan Qiao burped and was about to continue drinking, only to find that the wine in the jug had dried up. Nan Qiao burped and was about to continue drinking, only to find that the wine in the jug had dried up.

Nan Qiao burped and was about to continue drinking, only to find that the wine in the jug had dried up. The man in the room only hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and then took a sip of wine.

A male voice sounded in the darkness behind him, and it was extremely cold. After the Marquis of Ruyang and the envoys paid homage to the emperor, they offered the tributes of the country this year one by one, and as in previous years, they were arranged to rest at the envoys' station.

She stretched out one hand and rubbed it, and couldn't help but curse the low window,

"Your uncle, it's painful to death! What a broken window! She looked in the direction of the Southern Jin Dynasty and wanted to see further, but unfortunately the floor here was still too low, and she could only see the official road outside Chang'an City, and perhaps, the seventh floor could see farther.

Nan Qiao was hit on the forehead, and the pain was to death, but fortunately she steadied her footing and didn't bounce back and fall. What's wrong with her now, she actually said something that she hadn't said before, it seemed a little frivolous!

"Black?" He seemed to be laughing, and he seemed to be talking to himself,

"Just get used to it!" What a cunning little fox that slipped out of his hands again!

"What you said... Is this it? Mu Baizhuo didn't expect her to suddenly shake the soul bell, he only felt dizzy in front of him, and hurriedly put the decanting soup on the table, almost not standing firmly.

"Grandma, how much have you drunk?" The girl asked for a private room on the sixth floor, and ordered some local famous side dishes to drink with wine, because Xiao Er said that the seventh floor was all covered, so only the sixth floor still had a private room.

What's wrong with her now, she actually said something that she hadn't said before, it seemed a little frivolous! Nan Qiao didn't know what he meant, and chuckled,

"Isn't it that Childe thinks that I am watching the scenery on the seventh floor, and I am not happy to take advantage of you, I am not a person who likes to take advantage of that little advantage, I have all the wine money of Childe!" The Marquis of Ruyang is a hereditary title, and the person who just inherited the marquis three months ago was not the original son, but the third concubine of the Marquis of Ruyang, and the new Marquis Ruyang was less than twenty years old, and he was already the marquis of the country.

Nan Qiao heard him say this strangely, she reached out and touched the mask on her face, and suddenly felt that what he said was also very reasonable.

Mu Baizhuo nodded, and asked with a treacherous smile,

"That's it, do you know hypnotism, where did you learn it?" She was about to reach out to pick up the bowl of sobering soup, but she was hit hard by Mu Baizhuo, and she instinctively retracted in pain.

Nan Qiao burped and was about to continue drinking, only to find that the wine in the jug had dried up.

"What you said... Is this it? The man was silent in the darkness for a long time, and did not answer.