"Su Miao, you won't really go, will you?" Qingxuan followed her hesitantly and was about to return home, so she squeezed out such a sentence.

"Or else?"

But he ...... Recognize you, right? ”

Su Miao sighed, "Yes." Even if I changed my voice, I used my own voice until he made a bid. ”

He probably recognized her by that time.

She even suspected that the reason why he bought the immortal flower at a high price was to snatch it from her.

But what is he going to do?

She doesn't feel narcissistic that he still has no feelings for her, and wants to reconcile with her - the way he looked at her just now was clearly indifferent to the bones.

…………

Su Miao went back to the mansion where she lived, took the half-life lotus, and came to the Burning Villa.

The servant took her to the gazebo in the backyard, it was autumn now, and the autumn night of this hour was obviously cool, only the wine that was being warmed on the stone table diffused with a faint warmth and aroma of wine.

Obviously, just smelling it, I actually felt a little drunk.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind her, recalling her a little clarity of thought.

Her back straightened slightly, until out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the inky figure......

Emperor Beiyu.

Chewing on the name countless times between her lips, she slowly raised her eyes, even though she had clearly seen this face during the day, but at this moment, there was still an illusion that her eyes were sticky and could not be retracted.

She watched him walk up to her, meeting his deep cool eyes.

"You're late."

The man opened his mouth lightly, took off the wine jug, and poured two glasses casually and lazily, "Not everyone is qualified to make me wait." ”

Su Miao's eyelashes trembled slightly, "It seems that I arrived first, right?" ”

"It's a moment when you enter the door."

“………”

The man pushed a glass of wine in front of her, "Punish yourself with three glasses, and then talk about what you want to talk about." ”

Su Miao's pupils contracted suddenly.

"I ......"

"Can't you drink?"

If there was a low laugh lingering in his ears, the night was too dark to see the look in the man's eyes, and he could only hear him speak in a somewhat cool voice, "It seems that you don't want that immortal flower very much." ”

Su Miao felt that she might know what he was going to do.

Of course, it's not the residual feelings, but the residual hatred.

Even if she was facing another face at the moment, they all knew who the other party was - she was the only one around him who was allergic to alcohol, and he still remembered the countless times he didn't let her drink, and he shouldn't forget it with a bad memory.

So at this moment, he just wanted to watch her drink these glasses of wine.

Then he probably wanted to take revenge on her.

She smiled, picked up the cup, and drank it down.

She drank it three times in a row before she looked up at him, "You said, if you want the Immortal Flower, you will come to the Burning Mountain Villa to find you." Now that I'm here, you can tell me what conditions there are. ”

"Conditions?"

The low voice had a vague smile, "I bought something for 160,000 taels, what do you think should be the conditions?" ”

Su Miao was silent for a while, "I can give you the money." ”

"Do I look poor?"

“…… So what do you want? ”

The man chuckled lowly.

He had always stood and fiddled with the jug of warm wine, but when he heard this, he put down the jug and took a step forward with his long legs, his fingertips teasing her chin, "Woman." ”