Song Qingsheng grabbed Yun Qingchen's arm, and for a moment he felt that it was not so appropriate.

He has always known that people like Yun Qingchen, who have been exercising all year round, have a relatively high body temperature because their muscles are relatively developed. But he had never been so close to Yun Qingchen.

Naturally, this was also the first time he felt Yun Qingchen's body temperature.

Yun Qingchen is handsome, and his face is cold all year round, but his body is unexpectedly warm.

Although he was doing it now for his so-called needs, it was somewhat inappropriate.

However, for his own special needs, Song Qingsheng gave up.

"Let's go, I might want you to bleed later......" Song Qingsheng said with a smile.

"Out of the way." Yun Qingchen is still very tolerant.

Song Qingsheng was really moved.

The two of them went downstairs together and went out of the inn.

At the moment, the two of them are in the territory of the Song Kingdom next door. It stands to reason that in today's world, the local people are definitely a little repulsive to outsiders.

And between the princes and countries, every time they change places, the intonation of speech in that place will be different, and some places have their own unique dialects. But Yun Qingchen is a killer, he can speak a lot of local dialects, and he speaks even better than the locals.

The two of them went out, and no one suspected that they were from out of town. In this way, it adds a lot of convenience to the two of them.

Song Qingsheng and Yun Qingchen went up to a high-rise building with a fragrant aroma of wine and opened a private room.

Song Qingsheng sincerely praised Yun Qingchen: "It's good to be with you. ”

As he spoke, Song Qingsheng felt a little weird.

But Yun Qingchen didn't have any strange feelings, he just lowered his eyes and looked at Song Qingsheng's hand: "Can you let go of me now?" ”

Song Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, and then he reacted, he had been holding Yun Qingchen's arm all the time and didn't let go.

He was too nervous.

He quickly let go and said, "I'm sorry! ”

Yun Qingchen didn't care about this, and sat down at the table.

Song Qingsheng also sat down in front of him and rubbed his hands happily: "Great, I can finally drink." ”

Yun Qingchen didn't speak.

Song Qingsheng's special need is to drink.

At first, Yun Qingchen was still wondering, just drinking, any killer likes to drink a little wine, which can relieve pain and forget unpleasant memories. Why did Song Qingsheng describe it as a "special need"?

It's still a little weird, and it's listened to by people with a heart, I'm afraid that they will suspect that he has any habits.

But Song Qingsheng told him seriously: "It's really just a simple drink." ”

At that moment, the drinks ordered to go down had not yet been sent upstairs, Song Qingsheng looked at Yun Qingchen and blinked: "How is it?" Don't you wonder why I would describe drinking as my special need, and why I would go to such a tall building to drink? ”

His face was full of expressions like "Come and ask me" and "I really want to say mysteriously".

Yun Qingchen is not fooled. His face was still cold: "I don't care about other people's secrets." ”

Song Qingsheng sighed: "You are a person, sometimes you are boring......

The drinker was finally willing to bring the drink.

The leader was very flattering, and while instructing the people behind him to deliver wine, he said: "These are the best wines in our Song Kingdom!" Originally, this New Year, we all wanted to rest and celebrate the New Year, but this is not for the sake of the two sons......"

Even during the Chinese New Year, there are shops that open their doors to do business. The leader said as if he had opened the door specifically for the two of them, but in fact, above this restaurant, there were many visitors.

How many people in the world are homeless and have no years to live? Drinking together in the New Year is a lively place.

Yun Qingchen understands the reason, but he is not ready to refute it, he just thinks he is noisy.

He took out a silver ingot from his purse and handed it to him: "Take it and go down." ”

"Okay, okay," the leader said such a meal, just for such a thing, and when he got it, he immediately looked at his words and looked like he was about to retreat, "I wish the two sons a good drink!" ”

Before leaving, the leader also looked at the two of them deeply: "By the way, we still have that kind of very useful rose ointment here, if you two need it, you can come to us and ask for it, it won't be in the way." ”

Song Qingsheng didn't understand, and tilted his head: "Rose ointment?" Eat? Is it delicious? ”

Yun Qingchen's face changed.

He glanced coldly at the leader: "Don't leave yet, do you want me to use your head as a snack?" ”

The leader smiled, then retreated, and closed the door of the private room for the two of them very intimately.

The sound insulation effect is excellent, and after the leader retreats, the private room is quiet, and there is no other sound.

Before Yun Qingchen could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Song Qingsheng on the other side ask him curiously: "Lord Yun, what is the rose ointment that the person said just now?" I think you seem to be angry. Isn't it delicious? ”

"That's none of your business." After holding it for a long time, Yun Qingchen just hardened his head and diverted the topic, "Don't drink your wine yet?" ”

He also said: "After spending my money, you can't finish drinking these wines, so you just wait to be beaten by me." ”

As a killer, Yun Qingchen never slouched when beating people, even in front of Song Qingsheng. It was also thanks to Song Qingsheng's thick skin that he was not beaten to death by Yun Qingchen on the road.

At that moment, listening to Yun Qingchen's warning, Song Qingsheng hurriedly patted his chest and assured him: "I will definitely drink not a drop of this wine!" Absolutely not let the money spent by our Yun adults be in vain! ”

Yun Qingchen stopped talking, and also drank together.

Sometimes, he likes things like wine.

When his mind was restless, when he was full of sorrow, he would drink a few jars of wine to soothe him.

Song Qingsheng was also drinking. Unlike Yun Qingchen, Song Qingsheng poured a small glass of wine and drank it slowly, but Yun Qingchen picked up the wine jug, raised his neck and gulped it down.

Song Qingsheng shook his head and commented, "Lord Yun, you are really not elegant enough to drink like this. ”

Yun Qingchen put down the wine jug, raised his hand to wipe off the three or two drops of wine on the side of his mouth, and looked at Song Qingsheng opposite.

Song Qingsheng told him with a smile: "When we literati drink wine, we must drink it slowly one small cup at a time. What is it called? Li Bai said, raised a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow became a trio. ”

"I'm not a man of letters." Yun Qingchen told him.

"Then you killers drink, are they all like this? Heroic and dry, isn't it? Song Qingsheng looked at him.

Yun Qingchen nodded.

Song Qingsheng was suddenly a little curious about his past, so he asked more: "By the way, Lord Yun, why are you a killer?" ”

Yun Qingchen didn't answer his question immediately.

Thinking that he felt that the past was difficult to talk about, Song Qingsheng didn't ask much, and continued to slowly carry out his literati-like drinking method.

After a moment of silence, Yun Qingchen slowly opened his mouth: "My past is not glorious, do you really want to hear it?" ”

"Huh?" Song Qingsheng was a little strange, raised his eyes to look at the other side, and then smiled, "You are my friend, and I often care about your past." But you see, for your past, I just know that you are the son of the Yun family, and you are a little related to Yun Mang. I don't know anything else. ”

After a pause, Song Qingsheng said again: "But if you are not happy to say, I won't ask more." ”

Yun Qingchen looked at him: "I am the son of the Yun family, but I was born as an existence like a 'weapon'. ”

Song Qingsheng was stunned for a moment, and repeated a word that Yun Qingchen said just now: "Soldiers...... Utensil? ”

It was a word that he was particularly concerned about.

Yun Qingchen nodded: "Unlike Yun Mang, I am an orthodox bloodline, but the Yun family has been guarding the Jiang clan of the East Country for generations, and the so-called orthodox bloodline, the responsibility to be shouldered is not something that ordinary people can imagine." ”

Song Qingsheng didn't know what to say.

Yun Qingchen continued: "For as long as I can remember, I have lived like a killer. My life was dull and boring, and I never had a bright one. I was also trained, but it was different from the Queen's life and death tempering in the Burning Mountain. Actually, my training was harsher than hers, but I wasn't as good as the Queen. I never went into the Burning Mountain, and I didn't fight her, which is the regret of my life. ”

"That'...... Then you ......" Song Qingsheng tried to say something, but he felt that it didn't seem to make sense to say anything now.

For a long time, Song Qingsheng didn't hold back any complete words.

Yun Qingchen looked at him: "This time I will come out with you, I have turned my back on my family." But I need to come out for a walk, and in order to be able to let me come out, Jun Shang and Yun Mang have done a lot. Yun Mang has always been warm-hearted, and the king has also become warm-hearted due to the influence of the queen. ”

Song Qingsheng never thought that just going out to travel would have so many stakes.

He was a little stunned for a moment.

And Yun Qingchen was obviously a little bored in his heart, picked up the wine jug on the table and drank it all, frowning slightly.

Song Qingsheng couldn't drink anymore.

Silence spread between the two men.

For a long time, Yun Qingchen seemed to notice that the atmosphere was a little strange, and he tried to find some topics to ease the current situation.

Although he is cold, he actually has a good heart.

But after thinking about it for a long time, Yun Qingchen was also a little dazed - what should I say? What should I do?

Finally, Yun Qingchen seemed to have thought of something, so he straightened his face and said to Song Qingsheng: "Don't you know what the so-called rose ointment is for?" ”

Hearing this, Song Qingsheng raised his eyes to look at him and nodded: "Yes, I thought it was some delicious pastry, it seems to be very glutinous, very soft, and very sweet when it sounds like a name." ”

Yun Qingchen's expression was a little solemn: "You think wrong. ”

"Thinking wrong? So what's that? Song Qingsheng asked him.

For some reason, the roots of Yun Qingchen's ears were slightly red.

Seeing this, Song Qingsheng also felt that something was wrong.

"Rose ointment," Yun Qingchen tried to make his tone more serious and serious, "It's when the two men are together, they ...... When I was in bed, I used the thing I got it. ”

"Ah......" Song Qingsheng was embarrassed for a while.

Speaking of which, it is impossible for Song Qingsheng not to understand. Although he was a man, in the era in which he originally lived, he always had the opportunity to hear about it.

The two big men looked at each other, and the roots of their ears were red as if they were about to drip blood.

- It's embarrassing.

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