The two chatted while eating, from interesting things in life, to antique calligraphy and paintings, to the officialdom of the shopping mall, the atmosphere gradually warmed up, and the distance between the two continued to get closer, no longer as alienated as at the beginning.

The two unexpectedly found that their thoughts were similar in many places, for example, when looking at the girls in Mingyanlou, they didn't think it was a lowly profession, and in that case, they didn't sell their bodies, but they were worthy of appreciation.

During the discussion, Mu Shuang'er knew that Ye Mohan was a good Xiao who was good at music, especially blowing, and Ye Mohan also knew that Mu Shuang'er was good at singing, not only did he know, but he also heard it with his own ears not long ago.

Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, it was close to the early hours of the morning, and the food on the table had already been eaten, and the remaining jar of wine had also been divided between the two.

Although, under Mu Shuang'er's deliberate control, most of the jar of wine went into Ye Mohan's mouth......

"We had a great time chatting today, it's not early, let's talk next time. Mu Shuang'er was the first to speak.

Ye Mohan raised his eyes and looked at the sky, "It's not early." ”

Then he skimmed the empty wine jar and joked: "It seems that the little brother can't drink." ”

These words were obviously a joke at Mu Shuang'er's previous treatise on wine like a tiger.

Mu Shuang'er was embarrassed when she heard this, "His Royal Highness King Han still don't laugh at it, my alcohol consumption is really not good." ”

"Really?" the two words rose in tone, obviously with disbelief, and Mu Shuang'er was even more speechless when she looked at the empty wine jar.

Didn't you just talk about it? Why did the style of painting suddenly change?

"Maybe it's a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant. Mu Shuang'er brought out the classic quotes of her previous life.

"Is there a thousand glasses of wine for a confidant?" Ye Mohan muttered a sentence, and then his eyes lit up, "Little brother is so literate!" Although it is only seven words, it is very popular to read!"

Mu Shuang'er's face was slightly embarrassed, a little embarrassed, what did she say, it was just plagiarism from her predecessors.

But at this time, she had to bite the bullet and take it to herself, or when people asked who wrote it, she couldn't answer at all.

Mu Shuang'er said vaguely: "How can it be so good, it's just a casual remark." ”

"As soon as I say it, there is such a level, the little brother's literary talent is extraordinary!"

After some politeness, Mu Shuang'er ran away with the already drunk and asleep egg brother!

It's really that she doesn't have that thick skin, to be honest, it's okay to let her practice two tricks, after all, she has been practicing martial arts since she was a child, but to say that writing poetry is simply embarrassing her, where does the literary talent come from?!!!

I really can't stand the praise......

............

"Drunkard" tavern.

As soon as Mu Shuang'er left, Ye Mohan called Mo Xian outside the door and gave an order, that is, to follow Mu Shuang'er and find Mu Shuang'er's residence!

After Mo Xian received the order, he immediately followed.

However, even if Mu Shuang'er drank wine, her mind was still clear at the moment, and her acuity was undiminished, and she noticed it when Mo Xian just caught up.

But she didn't say it directly, to be honest, it's very unpleasant to be followed, especially by a man who has just talked to her and is being stalked by a man who she sees as a confidant.

As a result, Mo Xian was tragic......

Mu Shuang'er took Mo Xian to admire Chiyan City in the early hours of the morning, and after making a big circle, she led Mo Xian to Mingyue Lake.

Immediately, a crisp and pleasant sound sounded.

"Poof—"