Gu Beiting has always felt that chatting with Liu Qingyue is a very pleasant thing.

He started running around a few years ago, and he thinks he has a lot of knowledge.

But no matter what he said, Liu Qingyue was able to talk to him, and occasionally spoke amazingly, spit out a few words that made him feel amazing.

And her reasoning, some of which sound a little vexatious, but when you think about it, you will always feel meaningful.

The meal was eaten again to the west of the day, and everyone's wine was also drunk to the fullest, Liu Pingchuan was directly drunk and helped to sleep in the room, and Song Lichang was carried home by Song Changhe unsteadily.

Gu Beiting was dressed in a long robe, leaning back in the chair quietly, with a light smile on his lips.

He looks very conscious, but if you look closely, you will see that his eyes look like they are looking ahead, and in fact there is no focus at all.

Liu Qingyue boiled the sobering soup and came out, Liu Dahu sent a bowl on his side, and Liu Pingchuan sent a bowl on his side.

She herself brought a bowl and came in the direction of Gu Beiting.

Gu Beiting looked at Liu Qingyue, and his smile showed a little confusion: "Yue'er, come and sit." ”

Liu Qingyue leaned on the chair next to her and handed over the bowl in her hand: "Fourth brother, drink the sobering soup first, so as to save yourself from discomfort for a while." ”

Gu Beiting blinked: "Decanting soup? No, I'm not drunk. ”

Liu Qingyue......

People who get drunk say they're not drunk, and that's true.

Handed the bowl to Gu Beiting again, Liu Qingyue said quite insincerely: "I know you are not drunk, so I deliberately changed the big bowl to drink with you, this is a good wine from my private collection, and the taste is unique." ”

Gu Beiting's gaze fell on the bowl in Liu Qingyue's hand and looked at it for a long time.

Just when Liu Qingyue thought that Gu Beiting was going to soberly expose her insincere lies, Gu Beiting suddenly took the bowl.

"Yue'er's toast, I must drink it."

Gu Beiting said, and drank the decanting soup in the bowl as soon as he raised his hand.

Then, he smiled at Liu Qingyue more and more inspiringly: "Eh, Yue'er, the taste of this wine is indeed peculiar, I have never drunk this kind of wine." ”

The young man's eyebrows and eyes were warm and soft, and his tone was also intoxicating.

It's like old wine, and you don't drink it and get drunk.

Liu Qingyue felt that her heartbeat was a little chaotic, and she looked away, avoiding Gu Beiting's somewhat confused but wordless and trusting gaze.

Not far away, Gu Wen and Gu Wu got together.

Gu Wen: "Childe rarely indulges himself in getting drunk. ”

Gu Wu: "Well, since three years ago, Gongzi has never been drunk again, and he rarely drinks alcohol. ”

Gu Wen: "But he is very relaxed today, the decanting soup sent by Miss Qingyue is drunk as wine, do you think that Childe really thinks that it is a special taste of wine?" ”

Gu Wu: "If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, and you ...... lust"

Gu Wu's words paused.

Gu Wen glanced at him, silently thought about the color behind him, and then looked at Liu Qingyue's figure of dried lentils, and silently put this sentence behind.

But......

Can't you be fascinated without color?

Gu Wen looked at his son-in-law's smiling handsome and relaxed face again, and coughed lightly: "Gu Wu, what do you say about how your son feels about Miss Qingyue?" ”

Gu Wu shook his head honestly.

Gu Wen touched his chin and laughed twice: "Gu Wu, if you said that Gongzi really likes Miss Qingyue in the future, will today's sworn worship become a pit dug by Gongzi for himself?" ”

Gu Wu glanced at Gu Wen silently and took two steps back.

If he died like this, he resolutely refused to admit that he had heard it, otherwise after the son learned about it, he would not be able to finish eating and walking.

In the distance, Liu Qingyue's gaze swept over Gu Beiting, and the tips of her ears quietly turned a little red.