In the eyes of the ghost hanging, a touch of unnaturalness crossed him, and he whispered: "Sit down, don't move." ”

He didn't know what he was thinking in the dining room just now.

So I asked the shopkeeper for a piece of clean gauze and put it in my sleeve.

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Qingli sat down obediently, watching him wipe his palms seriously, his eyes were rippling with love.

Look at his eyebrows, thick eyebrows, jet black bush.

Looking at his big eyes, even if they were down, obsidian-like eyes, still fascinated him.

Then look at his tall nose, and then ......

Looking at the thin lips pursed by the ghost, Qingli thought of that night.

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…… Recall......

During the day, Yu Chihan instructed the ghost to send Yu Chi Shangyu, who had just been poisoned, to the palace, and by the way, to publicize the great achievements of the moon and stars.

But he was worried that he would not speak well in front of the emperor, so when he met Qingli in Sanssouci Building, he begged him directly.

At that time, Qingli had no other requirements, only said that he should come to the house.

After the day's affairs were dealt with, the ghost came to the Prime Minister's Mansion at night as promised.

As soon as he entered the Prime Minister's Mansion, he was led to the dining hall by the housekeeper.

At the door of the dining room, the butler retreated.

Qingli sat at the dining table, saw the ghost at the door at a glance, and beckoned to him: "Asu, come here." ”

Listening to his name, the ghost was in a trance for a moment.

When he came to his senses, he was already seated at the dining table.

Qingli pointed to the delicacies on the table: "These are all you like to eat, you must destroy them all today." ”

A table of dishes let him wipe them all out, so that the ghost had to roll his eyes at him: "What about you and I are a pig?" ”

"If only you were a pig." That way he doesn't have to scruple too much.

"What?"

"Nothing, nothing, eat vegetables."

Qingli pushed a wine jug in front of him and said, "The wine in this is brewed by myself, and it tastes very good, but the wine is a little strong." ”

Because Onisu loves wine, Qingli learned to make wine.

The first time he gave him the wine he brewed, Qingli was a little nervous.

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"And you're going to give me a drink?"

"I don't know if you like to drink, that's why you gave it to you?"

Facing Qingli's careless words, the heart of the ghost was warmed.

He opened the wine jug, sniffed the wine, and sighed with satisfaction: "I didn't expect Qing Gongzi to have this ability." ”

Qingli looked at the ghost in his eyes, with a strange look, he raised his glass: "There is no identity between us tonight, let's have a drink first." ”

"Don't you have any identity?" In this way, the ghost was stunned for a moment.

Seeing that he raised his head and drank all the wine in the cup, he was already good at wine, and he also drank the wine in the cup directly, and after drinking, he did not forget to praise loudly: "Good wine, good wine." ”

The words of the ghost house made Qingli feel happy.

He raised his wine glass and said to the ghost: "If it's delicious, you can drink more." ”

"Okay."

Then the ghost really poured himself a drink, and the drink was very pleasant.

The night was getting deeper, and Qingli had already fallen asleep on the table after drinking a few glasses of wine.

And the ghost was still pouring himself a drink, and he didn't stop until there were seven or eight pots in front of him.

"It's good wine, good stuff."

He stood up unsteadily, burped with wine, and walked towards Qingli, who was already lying on the table.

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