One pot of wine, two kinds of people.

Under the pear blossom tree, Mu Baili's well-defined fingertips, casually holding the white jade wine cup, looked at Zhao Wuwu in front of him with a smile.

Zhao Wuwu has eased up, and he is no longer as willful as Fang Cai. It's just that although the pear blossom wine is good, it is inevitable that there will be some headaches after getting drunk. Jiao frowned slightly, Zhao Wuwu rubbed his eyebrows and pressed his throat to speak, "The overseer came this time, I don't know why?" ”

Mu Baili said with a smile, "The aroma of wine is not afraid of deep alleys. ”

"The celebrant doesn't have any good wine, why bother to covet me for this little thing? If the Overseer really likes it, I'll ask Yunzheng to send a few jars to the Overseer to taste. Zhao Wuwu slept a long night, and his body was a lot more comfortable, but it was all at this point, and it was really not suitable for staying guests.

"Appreciating the white pear blossoms at night and tasting the pear blossom wine is a beautiful thing in the world." Mu Baili's eyes were warm, even if it was so, it couldn't change his cold-blooded and ruthless nature.

For some reason, Zhao Wuwu always felt that there was something in Mu Baili's eyes. Of course, it's certainly not eye droppings. That faintly shiny thing made her feel the urge to run away. It's like a predator in the night, finding the breath of its prey, and the unending entanglement that is about to begin.

Zhao Wuwu let out a long breath, "What does the Overseer want, you might as well say it directly!" ”

"Prime Minister's Mansion, is there another son?" Mu Baili asked suddenly.

Zhao Wuwu was stunned, "What did you say?" ”

"Lord Zhao just shouted in his sleep—brother?" Mu Baili smiled meaningfully, "The love is sincere, and it really touches this seat very much." It's just that I don't know much about this seat, what is a welfare home? ”

Bowing his head and smiling, Zhao Wuwu sneered, "The Overseer also has something he doesn't know?" ”

"This seat is not the West, the Nine Heavens God and Buddha, how can it be possible to know everything? It's like—" He still liked her soft and boneless hands, and the cold feeling of holding them in the palm of his hand was really wonderful. The mutton fat white jade is generally clear, and it is smooth and delicate in the cold.

Zhao Wuwu stared at the restless hand on the table, raised his eyebrows and squinted at Mu Baili, "It's better for the overseer to take me back, otherwise it's really my sin to think about my hands all day long, and I can't eat and sleep." ”

Mu Baili also ignored her, as if no one was playing with these hands. In Zhao Wuwu's opinion, this is simply pathological. However, to a large extent, Zhao Wuwu felt that such a pathology was inseparable from Mu Baili's own defects.

Eunuchs are not normal people, because of physical defects that cause psychological distortion, so many times eunuchs have their own habits, in order to make up for the emptiness in their hearts. To a large extent, emptiness is something that can only be filled with desire.

But in Mu Baili's heart, Zhao Wuwu, a rabbit with a weak appearance, is actually a fox wearing a rabbit skin. She easily changed the subject, avoiding the other question.

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it, this seat will find out sooner or later, it's just a matter of time." Mu Baili withdrew his hand and drank the wine in the cup.

Zhao Wuwu was not annoyed, and silently tasted the pear blossom wine. The aroma of the wine is overflowing, and the sweet aftertaste is between the lips and teeth, which is what she likes. The pear blossom is elegant, as light as a gentleman, but a hypocrite is also a gentleman.

"There are some secrets that no one can ever know. Although the world is big, there are always some secrets that are buried underground. Zhao Wuwu smiled meaningfully, "The Overseer might as well exchange things for them, maybe we can reach a consensus." ”

The long eyebrows are in the sideburns, the corners of the eyebrows are slightly raised, and the face with thick ink and color is full of peerless elegance of human and divine indignation, "Want the Buddha beads of this seat?" Does Lord Zhao feel that the secret in his hand is weighty enough? ”

Zhao Wuwu got up slowly, learned how he treated himself at the beginning, and stood behind him. Su Bai's slender hand rested softly on his shoulders and gently pressed down, "What if you add my own life?" ”