There is wine in Moxi's yard, but the original owner has never liked to drink because he feels that drinking is wrong!

Mo Xi is basically a person who doesn't drink a drop of alcohol.

Jin Ye's face changed, and he thought that she still had injuries on her body!

Strode in, and sure enough, the smell of wine wafted away.

The first thing he saw was the wine jar next to the stone table in the courtyard, and when he smelled it, he knew that it was a frontier spirit.

The smell of wine wafted through the whole courtyard, which was the strongest here, but he didn't see anyone at the moment.

"Your Highness!"

Jin Ye panicked, and an uneasiness swept through his heart.

He cried out, but no one answered.

Bypassing the main house, he finally found someone.

The outstanding-looking woman has an independent stigma, and there are three or two jars of wine on each stigma around it.

The hairband was untied, and her long hair fluttered, half-hiding her dim eyes in the wind, but it could not hide her uneasiness.

Jin Ye was stunned for a moment and blurted out.

"Xi!"

Mo Xi was slightly stunned, hugged the altar and turned his head, and the moment he saw him, he tilted his head, as if he was identifying whether he was real.

Jin Ye didn't think about it, he flew up to the column of martial arts training, kicked up one wine jar and let it sit on the other, and sat opposite Mo Xi in a vacant position.

As he got closer, the smell of wine became heavier, like a mountain pressing on his heart.

What's wrong with her?

Could it be that the resistance failed?

This looks like I've drunk too much.

Jin Ye didn't speak, looking at her, there was an incomprehensible light in his eyes.

The pain in his heart dissipated, and he realized that he would rather her marry the Dongfang son than to see her so sad.

He thought hard.

It doesn't matter if the resistance fails, he doesn't mind......

Mo Xi stared at him for a long time, then lowered his head, reached out to open the wine jar in her arms, and raised his head to drink.

The palm-sized small wine jar is poured very skillfully, and the posture is casual and not a drop is leaked.

A jar of wine was quickly drunk, and Jin Ye didn't have time to stop it, so he saw Mo Xi wrap the hijab back and wrap it up, throw it casually, and throw it on a distant column head, a circle of white light flashed under the wine jar and disappeared, and then the wine jar stopped steadily on the top, without any damage.

"You're drunk." Jin Ye stretched out his hand to hug the person down, but Mo Xi suddenly stood up, opened his hand towards Jin Ye, and fell down towards him openly.

Jin Ye was startled, and quickly caught the person and fell to the ground steadily.

As soon as he stabilized his feet, he felt a chill in his hands, and the back of her clothes was wet.

Could it be that the wound is cracked?

He kept holding her and hurriedly ruffled her hair, but he smelled a stronger smell of alcohol.

This is...... She poured the wine on the wound......

Jin Ye felt a pain in his heart, but the person in his arms suddenly grabbed his neck, and his voice carried a softness that he didn't usually have, "Aqing......"

The voice was shallow, with a tactful tail, like an easy grasp of his heart in the palm of his hand.

Who?

Jin Ye was stunned, a swelling from his soul came up, his eyes were a little sour, and he actually had a feeling that he finally heard this sound.

Almost instantly, he was sure it was calling him, and it wasn't anyone else.

It was the first time he heard it, but he was moved by the bitterness that had come after a long time.

Why is this so...... It made his heart tremble.

But it was only an instant, he came back to his senses, and said with some annoyance, "Why did you get the wine on your back, don't you know that you have a wound on your back?" ”

When Mo Xi heard this, he didn't seem to understand at first, but after half the salary, he whispered with some loss, "It doesn't hurt enough......

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