Ying Qimei glanced at him with a smile, and with just one glance, Lu Fan was as if he had tasted honey.

He leaned into her ear and whispered, "I don't care, they just helped you win!" ”

Ying Qi couldn't help but shudder, not to mention the intelligent Wuzheng on the side, he had goosebumps all over the ground.

How did he find that his master was becoming more and more undisciplined?

Song Chuyi, who was watching from afar, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw Lu Fanhang resolve this matter, but when he looked at Lu Fanhang's very intimate appearance, the strangeness hit his heart again.

For some reason, a ridiculous thought crossed his mind.

So...... You don't like women, do you?

Ju Qizi didn't know what Song Chuyi thought.

She quietly pinched Lu Fan's waist, lowered her voice and said, "If you say it again, it's really gone." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lu Fan was so frightened that he quickly shut up.

After the end of the martial arts conference, Song Chuyi invited Lu Fanhang to a banquet, after all, he helped solve Nangong Li's big trouble, Song Chuyi didn't know that Nangong Li had already planned to abolish Zhu Qi's martial arts in the competition, and he didn't know how much Lu Fanhang had helped.

But according to etiquette, he still set up a banquet to entertain Lu Fanhang.

Lu Fan said in suspense that this is the future eldest brother, so he must drink it well.

It's just that I didn't expect that this one was so delicious, so Song Chuyi, who has always had a good amount of alcohol, was drunk.

Ju Qi looked at Song Chuyi, whose face was flushed and smiling silly, and couldn't help complaining: "Didn't you let you drink less?" ”

Lu Fanhang's alcohol consumption is better than Song Chuyi's, and now he is too drunk to work.

He took Ju Qi's hand, and suddenly said aggrievedly: "You know how to talk about me!" ”

There was a black line on the head of the seven people: "What do I mean to know about you?" ”

After Lu Fan hiccuped, his face wrinkled pitifully: "That's my future eldest brother, what can I do?" ”

Ying Qi was speechless, it stands to reason that Lu Fanhang is still a woman to the outside world, and Song Chuyi toasted a few glasses of wine at most, because it was a private banquet, in fact, there were only four people, including Ying Qi, Song Chuyi, Lu Fanhang and Wuzheng.

Unexpectedly, Song Chuyi and Lu Fan chatted about their practice experience, and the more they chatted, the more speculative they became, and they almost became confidants on the spot.

Especially the plum blossom swordsmanship improved by Lu Fanhang and Nangong Li when they competed, which almost made Song Chuyi worship Lu Fanhang very much.

Ju Qi and Wu Zheng were speechless on the side, only speechless in their hearts.

And then ...... The two of them drank too much.

"Are you angry?" Lu Fan held Ying Qi's hand tightly, and his face was extremely aggrieved.

Ying Qi couldn't help but sigh, so he had to soothe: "No." ”

Lu Fan looked at her face for a moment, and suddenly pouted: "You're just angry!" ”

Ying Qi had no choice but to touch the top of his head and said, "You are obedient first, I'll call someone to get my brother away." ”

What two drunks!

Just when Ying Qi went out, Wuzheng was about to step forward to help Lu Fan up, but Lu Fan Hang pushed him away violently, covered his mouth with one hand, and coughed violently.

Immediately after, Wuzheng saw a trace of scarlet flowing from Lu Fan's hanging fingers.

He was shocked, and immediately took Lu Fanhang's hand: "Master......"

Lu Fan's eyes fell on his blood-stained hands, and he was stunned.

After a moment, he immediately turned around and picked up the wine jar on the table, and his hand rose and fell, only to hear a loud click, and the wine jar fell to pieces.

Lu Fan bent down to pick up a sharp wine jar fragment from the ground, and then slashed it on his scarlet palm without hesitation.

His eyes regained a little clarity, and he threw away the tiles, and he glanced at Wuzheng lightly.

"Can't let her know."

Wuzheng's eyebrows were full of anxiety and worry: "But...... If you don't melt the deed, it's too late. ”

Lu Fan said lightly: "I know." ”

But he couldn't force her.

He suddenly raised his eyes to look at Wuzheng: "Wuzheng, do you say you like me?" ”

Wuzheng was stunned, and then said, "I like it." ”

Lu Fan lowered his eyes and smiled, the humanitarian authorities are fascinated, and the bystanders are clear, but in his opinion, this matter, the feeling of he, the authority, is the most intuitive.

He could sense that she subconsciously liked him, but she seemed to resist.

No, perhaps the word resistance cannot be used either.

It's like, in the dark, the first time he saw her, he thought he had seen her, but in his memory, he had never seen her at all.

So where exactly did he see her?

In a dream? Or is there really a past and a present life?

In the same way, his intuition is that her liking for him is also subconscious, but it seems that because of something, she doesn't dare to explain too much.

When Ying Qi came back, he saw Lu Fan hanging on the back of the chair, his right hand dripping with blood.

She was shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward to take his hand: "What's the matter?" ”

Wuzheng glanced at Lu Fanhang, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Master...... I was about to drink just now, but I stopped me and broke the wine jar by mistake, so I cut my hand. ”

Lu Fan raised his eyes and glared at him, and then rubbed his cheek against Ying Qi's arm as if flattering.

"Don't listen to nonsense, I don't want to drink."

Ying Qi was so angry that he slapped Lu Fan's hanging shoulder: "It's all drunk like this!" Also drink! ”

Lu Fanhang hurriedly whispered: "Don't drink it, don't drink it." ”

Lu Fan was drunk like this, and Ying Qi didn't worry about letting him go back to the inn, for fear that Nangong would leave the ambush.

It's always right to be careful.

She asked her subordinates to prepare two rooms to accommodate Lu Fanhang and Wuzheng.

Wu Zheng resigned himself to helping Lu Fan back to the room, and after watching him hang Lu Fan well, he was ready to leave.

Just as he was about to leave, his hand was grabbed.

As soon as she looked back, she saw Lu Fan looking at her aggrievedly: "I'm afraid." ”

Wuzheng, who was mixing water, almost knocked over the basin in his hand.

Ying Qi slapped him angrily: "There are no ghosts, what is there to be afraid of!" ”

Lu Fan retracted his hand in pain, and immediately raised his hand that was slapped red by her, and whispered: "It's all red, but it hurts." ”

Seven is out of temper.

She had no choice but to sit down on the edge of the bed, patiently feed him the sobering soup, and then Xiaozhi moved with emotion: "Look, this is in the Pure Yang Sect, there are many people, it's not good for me to stay here, right?" ”

"But I'm a woman!" Lu Fan said confidently.

"......" Ju Qi was speechless for a while, he was really welcome!

"If you let Wuzheng stay here and serve me, people will point fingers." Lu Fan saw that Ying Qi didn't speak, and he became even more confident.

Wuzheng received the eyes of his master, and immediately understood, and handed the handkerchief in his hand to Mu Qi with a smile.

"What the master said is that as the master, I really don't want to be here, so I'm still bothering Miss Song to work hard."